I Said Make My Abilities Average!

Early one morning, as Renee was cleaning in front of the inn's front door, one man called out.

"Is there anyone here by the name of Renee?

"Renee, it's me..."

Anyway, there can't be any strange adults who have business with Renee, who is a child. Though I gave the answer once, Lenny is in a combat position with a wary burr, a squeeze on a squeeze.

"No, no, you're not a suspicious one! It's just a use run I came to give you the delivery!

The man, rushing to say so, took what looked like a letter from the bag he had hung on his shoulder and gave it to Renee.

"What's this?

"No, it's just a delivery, so even if you ask me...

I have the money from the sender, so if you just accept it, "

On the table of that seal is indeed written the Inn and his own name as a destination.

Try to flip it, but there's no sender's name. Did you not want to write your name on the outside of the seal, which is seen by others?

"Who's this from? And where are you from?

To Lenny asking so, the man shook his head to the side.

"I can't answer that. Nor do I know the name of the sender of the letter.

No, I know of course the name of the person who gave it to me, but that's not necessarily the same as the sender's name in that letter addressed to you, and maybe you don't want to tell me that. So please don't let me hear that name.

And you don't ask my name or my affiliation. This breaks the thread and keeps the secret of anyone who tries to retrace information. "

When I heard that, I came pinning for Lenny, who was smart.

When I cut the seal on the spot, I read the first few lines of the letter I was going inside, and immediately put the letter back in the envelope.

"Oh, you know, will you get a reply to the letter you received! Besides, can you wear the letter from me enclosed!

The man smiled gently after just a few thoughts.

"If you can write a reply and wear it now, we'll take it."

"Please come!

Renee then pulled a man's hand and took him into the dining room before opening the shop, letting him sit in his seat, ignoring the carefree general and arranging three jocks of ale and knobs in front of him, desperately began to write to him.

"Will it take a little while to drink all of this..."

Drinking three jocks of ale from the morning is against the man's policy.

"Ma, okay. Suppose you drink slowly......

Nothing, I never get drunk with this much, and when I drink and go home, no one complains. Well, I can't tell you much, but it's all you have to do is not show your face in the store or in the workplace and turn to the office from the back door. It's pathetic to make that girl look too sudden. "

So thought the man, slowly mouthing the first cup.

The man who received the letter from Renee thanked Renee many times, leaving the inn behind.

Then, after walking around the streets of Wangdu, where people began to grow as they were, sometimes slipping through clutter, sometimes running through narrow back alleys, and continuing unscrupulous and forceful journeys unlikely to be able to tail them to the end, he disappeared into the back wooden door of a shop.

"But what is so discreet... Well, it's that guy's instructions, so I'll protect you.

What the hell are you fighting against, that one...

I'm used to it, but to dealing with strange teachers... "

As such, men would not be able to get out in front of their employees until they had three drinks of ale, so they devoted themselves to clerical work.

"Miles, you, you liked reading books, didn't you? Read this?

That being said, what Lena offered was two entertainment books.

"Huh? Why does Mr. Lena have a book or something! It's so expensive!

Yes, in this world, books are stupid expensive. Even miles rely on libraries without buying books.

And in this world, the number of entertainment books is small.

Since the purpose of academic books, autobiographies of aristocrats, etc. is to "publish books, spread content, and earn honor," profits are given out with a certain amount of neglect. whether the contents are true or not. In addition, historical books are also made out of profitability as a national business.

Entertainment books, however, are not. Because the pen plow (hiko) stores hand-write each book, they couldn't possibly be so easy to lower the unit price, and that was not the case in this world, where book culture is immature, such as works that can ensure sufficient sales at a price as profitable as possible.

Besides, in my traveling life, books and so on are quickly worn out. Unless you even have an item box with infinite capacity, like miles. So it was hard to think that Lena would buy a book.

"I borrowed it. If you keep one gold coin per book in the library here, as a security deposit, you'll lend it to me for three days with one silver coin.

So, I borrowed the library because it's uncomfortable for everyone to keep quiet and look scared and read a book, so I figured if you were going to pay the admission fee anyway, it would be a lot the same. I'm paying you to borrow it anyway, so it's not a good deal to read it in large numbers.

This writer's book, it's funny. I've been reading a few books for a long time, and I borrowed two of them because of the new issue. "

And miles to take the book offered and see its title.

"King Leah." Father loves it. The story of the old king of hotties to his three daughters who are daughters (ko).

"Young Hamtel Troubles". The story of a troubled young man who couldn't beat the ferocious Cocatrice who lived in his home garden.

Author Miama Satodale

Staring at two books, the puffy, trembling miles.

"Well, I'll, uh, be the last... Please give it to Pauline and Mavis..."

"Really? You're a fast reader, okay?

Mavis, Pauline, you want to read this?

Lena away from the mile with that being said.

And it was a sloppy sweaty mile.

After Lena and the others calmed down.

By way of example, the slowest mile to always sleep late at night used the magic of writing and writing within the shade junction.

And Miles, whose writings seemed to have paragraph, took one letter out of the item box and looked through it again. Um, I went to the same parcel as the letter I got from Lenny, it's the other one.

[Dear Dr. Miama Satodale,

I did receive the manuscript. Immediately mobilize the brush plowers into production.

The sales of the previous work have been good, and we have come to talk about the playoffs. The manuscript fee has been transferred to the account of the commercial guild.

Please note that the requested letter has been successfully handed to the other party. I have enclosed the reply I have deposited, which I know goes without saying.

Now we look forward to your next manuscript.

Orphis Publishing Melsax]

I wanted to spread an interesting story to this world rather than make a dime. I wanted to create a story with my own hands and for everyone to enjoy it.

And I wanted to imprint a basement for everyone to understand their gag stories.

It is too painful and sad that there is not one person in this world who understands the story, "Bring me an animation, Kenji."

Miama Satodale. It is a mixture of three names: Misato, Adele and Miles. Aggregation of the three lives of miles. That was Miama Satodale.

"I will! Be sure to spread the" Japanese Fukashi Tale "to this world, no, the" World Fukashi Tale "!

But Miles didn't know.

I realized that Mavis and Pauline, who read a book I borrowed from Lena, were Nori, similar to The Japanese Fukashi Tale, heard from Miles before, and that it was a hang-up and the time was approaching for secrets to be revealed......