I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Melissa trembles with her blood-running eyes.

Astonishing accommodation and the face of the "Red Vow" that understood everything.

"Um, what other kids?

That's the mile, too, I was guessing the situation to Melissa's reaction, which was too easy to understand.

And the Admiral's answer to that mile of questions was exactly what everyone in The Red Vow expected.

"I have one daughter, but I'm already married. Is this the only two of us?

"" "" Ahhh... ""

... Done. One girl's, happy dreams. In just a few minutes......

But the dream of protecting the lodgings left behind by my parents and making my sisters happy is likely to come true, so I think I would be happier..., but not everyone in The Red Vow was brave enough to tell them that in person.

Two couples getting laid.

Couple of pompous generals who don't know what's going on.

And Melissa, who has already stopped moving and burned out in blank.

(((((Yes, I was rarely there. No!)))

After two bells rang at night, dinner guests returned, and the guests returned to their respective rooms.

"Excuse me!

Rafia, who has come with a cheerful voice, followed by a smiling allyl, and Melissa, who still flutters with a frightened face.

… is seriously ill.

But that wasn't impossible either.

That I almost lost my worries about the future of the Inn and my sisters, and that I didn't feel like I was stuck.

And that the rosy future I thought I got once slipped right out of my own hands.

Plus, my 13-year-old and 8-year-old sisters got me ahead of them, scratched both good men, and just left me alone, my 16-year-old self.

Now, it is more impotent to say don't be frightened.

What the hell was my struggle so far?

Weren't the sisters provided with a path to happiness from the beginning?

... So what's yours? What's your way to happiness?

"Ugh..."

Don't let your sisters care.

Even if I think so, I can't contain the roar of resentment.

Meanwhile, my sisters had noticed in my sister's heart.

But I just don't feel like giving up my own thinkers. Anyway, after all these years of finally thinking about both, I kept waiting for three years, and this is the day I finally welcomed.

It's all because I deserved it, my sister, who looked down on that brother as a little girl younger than me and treated him like a child without looking to the future.

((Sorry, sister. And I don't have eyes to look at, thanks!))

Yes, if my sister had taken it seriously and played "One Older, Nice Sister," she might have had no chance of winning against her beautiful, mouth-watering sister. All thanks to my dumb sister.

Rafia and Aryl were sincerely grateful to their sister.

And naturally, there was a smile on their faces.

Do it to...

((((wowwwwww! Scared (can see) ah! These guys are scared!!))

Mavis, Lena, and Pauline, who have seen Rafia and Aryl's grudge and are wary of fear.

It's a lot of skill to freak out Pauline.

And the three of them were a little jealous of the miles they were grinning at without realizing anything, just this time.

Only the innkeepers of both inns and the faces of the 'Red Oath' gathered together to celebrate the end of their brothers' studies.

After a brief greeting from the Admiral, a toast to everyone and a welcome while eating and drinking freely… but the eldest sons Erasun and Rafia, as well as the second sons Visto and Aryl, were each stretching a line around themselves that seemed comparable to the lattice force barrier.

And on the table are dishes made by the Admiral and the Lady General since the end of the last order (last order) of the diner, as well as celebratory drinks served to the adult brothers.

Miles and Rafia and Aryl, although there is no age limit for drinking in this country apart, only tea and fruit juice were spoken of diluted with water.

But Melissa drinks more and more of that alcohol.

No one could stop that, including the General and his wife, who apparently finally guessed the situation.

... dangerous.

Everyone was so intuitive except for Melissa herself and the four wrapped up in a bond.

"... Um, isn't there a 'good man' in this town? Someone who is young, cool, earns steady, and likes Mr. Melissa..."

Miles whispered so to the Admiral with a face that was almost similar to giving up.

"Are you there?

"" "" Yeah, yeah!

That's just a response!

"Yes, are you there, someone like that!

Half-hearted miles while you listen to yourself, Lena and the others.

"Melissa's guy," Hunters are a bunch of predators "and" I don't know when I'm going to die, a shitty run "for a long time, because as a guest, I didn't deal with him from Hannah as a married man.

But you guys know best that it's not just those guys, right?

Yes, many of the hunters are "those who could not get another job," "those who ascend with one body and see their origins" … and Mavis, who, incidentally, aspires to become a young nobleman's A-ranker and knight, are among the types of people that Melissa abhors, etc.

But some of them are the kind of hunters commonly referred to as' boy hunters' and 'entertainment parties', where those who have to inherit the traces of their parents and live boring lives are free, even when they are young, and are carefully-guarded by parties that receive only relatively safe requests or by veterans aligned with the power of their parents. Never so much, but in such a small proportion.

In addition, there are other variants, such as earning money to own a store or collecting herbs just one day a week for health, where there is a real job and I mostly hunter with hobbies.

What if I didn't know what happened to those people and Melissa just took them off the list for 'Hunter' reasons.

Other than that, that is, if a solid and honest man, with a suitable appearance for the tasty Melissa glasses, was in fact in the regular "Maiden's Prayer Pavilion".

"Ho, are you sure you're here?

"Oh, you're here. Melissa's guy probably doesn't know, but he's a small but for once a trace son of a merchant with a store, or he likes to make foolish noises with everyone as a fellow hunter and he names a D-rank hunter, but he only acts as a hunter a day or two a week, and on other days he teaches his noble children to study?

Hunters do it entirely on hobby because they don't have any problems with money, and they only get interesting requests, and so on. "

……

If you think about it, so is that.

There's no way a cuttlefish eating hunter with a daily life can go to the high "Maiden's Prayer Pavilion" every day. That too, during lunch and dinner time, all the way......

When are you guys working?

"Hey, if..."

"Oh, if my two sisters had a man, Melissa would be in a hurry,... or you'd be in too much of a hurry, that"

With that said, the Admiral takes a blind eye to Melissa, who drinks all over the place.

"Well, when we get married, they're going to quit hunter operations and settle down, if you ask..."

"Oh, that makes Melissa pretty popular. If Melissa were to go out with me on the condition that I would focus on my main business, there would be a lot of people who would, and knowing their main business, it's possible that Melissa would be too.

Or if it's a cash Melissa, because there's a guy with much better conditions than the owner of such a lodging, he'll definitely eat it. Whatever, I don't know what happened after I was pushed... "

With that said, the Admiral sees Melissa, who keeps drinking, and four men wrapped up in E.T. Field, who also won't allow alien intrusion.

It's not like the sisters and their own sons haven't thought about it for a long time.

But when it had to be realistic and poked right in front of him, and when he was shown the tragedy of just his eldest daughter through, he was a couple of complicated general......

"... age? Age is the problem?

Or is it a chest? Is your chest a problem?

Mavis, the "subtle breast," was in a hurry by himself, the oldest part of the party and at his age it seemed time to stop growing the "not tall part".

And when he heard it, his height and chest. Now at a stop, Lena, anxious with, drew the cup and the liquor bottle and poured it out, drinking it all at once.

"Les, Mr. Lena, you can't drink without tea!

That's what I advise, staring at one extra Pauline.

And Miles, he stood at ease.

I still have time.

Height and chest, still growing. I'm only thirteen years old.

... not knowing was happiness. Really.