After the investigation was completed and the report was made to the Director, it was already working time. I asked the director out for a drink, but he said, "I don't want to drink with you because it's expensive! 'and I had a mysterious rejection and they turned me down.

I think that I am referring to the Knights Commander, but if I want to be extravagant, I still don't like being extravagant.

Then when we changed from Hare's uniform to everyday clothes in the dorm, we met the captains and Nike at the promised place.

The knights stayed undressed like us, but we didn't see if Tenma had left them in the dormitory. They all seemed to have come with demons, and when they got to the rendezvous point, all they could see was people.

"Welcome!"

"Oh man, I have a big crowd today, are you all right with your seats?

"Hey, you're still half empty, so sit wherever you want. They're paying for the festival in a week's time."

The nose smells of alcohol, spices and a mixture of perfumes.

The Chiefs of the Knights brought me here in a city with shops like the ones that have been opening since the evening in the downtown area, the so-called City of the Night.

Sometimes if you peek into a shop or alley where you have a beautiful sister, you have a suspicious fortune teller, or a rough guy is drinking too much and falling asleep, such a place.

This is the place, the store where the captain told me to go in, two hundred years old! and put a big written sign on the wall, and it says amazingly like graffiti around it, a little dirty...... but it was a tavern with a warm atmosphere.

The lights are just fine without being too dark or too bright.

They come to the tavern quite often, and I've only been to a tavern near Hare with people at work, so I've never seen a tavern with knights, etc. I've never been to a city that feels suspicious in the first place, so I don't know if it's the only place I've been.

- Ahaha!

- Cahaha.

There are all sorts of people in the store, from overexposed women to muscular mukimuki men.

Interesting to look around, I was pushed in by Mr. Zozo on the back.

"Both the women of Hare, sit wherever you please. You guys are good wherever you want. Mr. Arquez is next to me."

"Okay, I get it."

As I wander into the store, the captain says so and slaps Mr. Arquez on the shoulder. After all, the captain was happily talking about whether they knew each other or not, let's not talk about it for a long time.

It's a heartfelt stutter that that regiment leader uses salutations, but I'll get away from it to sit far away, as I'm sure some stories will accumulate with Mr. Arquez, who was in the former Knights.

"Mr. Hell's over there, isn't he? I'll sit here with the captain."

"Yes, sir."

Then Mr. Weldy, coming in from behind, put the rock man he was accompanying in his seat and handed us a sissy. They seem to be aggressive and quite hated as clean as they are.

Rockman got to his seat in a natural stream, as he always said, letting some of his men sit around him. The seats surrounded by a group of black robes have a different vibe. If this is to be worn in a hood, no matter how many knights, they are a legion of suspicious men.

But is the robe still out of the way, removing the fastener and hooking it to the chair?

"Mr. Weldy, too, well, you have an intense personality. But I don't know why I don't like it."

"Indeed."

I was about to go far without being told, so I waved away at her saying yes, yes.

Is it because I don't feel bad about it because I'm already totally a guardian's eye? It is a calm mood to play because we are watching over there. Even though you're older over there.

I think maybe that's what he looks like too. Well, maybe it could be that I like it, but I don't have one disgusting face because it's all that betting, so I guess I'm somewhat fond of it.

"Shall we stay here?"

The two of us got to a table that would be about eight seats, not far from there. There are several chairs piled up at the end of the store, and it seems that those who need them have a mechanism to add chairs from there.

"Captain Alwes, do you mind if we join you?

"Fine. Here you go."

"Thank you!

While I was doing that, I went to that seat where Mr. Weldy and the women of the Eighth Platoon were. Mr. Weldy sees it and opens his mouth. Poor thing.

The women walked in between the men of the knight who had taken their seats earlier and talked as they looked at the wall with the book of goods written about what to do.

"It's always like that when you come to the tavern."

"Nike."

"I'm not good at it, so I'm not going anywhere near it."

Laughing, Nike calms down to the seat where I and Mr. Zozo sit.

... I don't like it.

Sure, Nike doesn't have that personality, so it hurts my imagination to think that she would have joined over there. I can't float a picture.

"Let's drink today. It's fresh because we never had a chance to drink alcohol together.... Uh, Mr. Zozo? Is that okay?

"Yes, it is. You call yourself Nike, don't you? I've heard a lot from Nanary. Nice to meet you."

After we finished introducing ourselves, we put Zozo, who is older, in the middle and talked about what we would drink. Fruit liquor and manas liquor are also good.

I was told that I could drink more and more today because it seems like the captain's luxury.

"But if you can't get something in before then, why don't we ask for some meat?"

"Right."

"Is it good next door?

When I saw the wall about what to do, I looked over at you because I was called from behind.

There are several Knights of the Eighth Platoon there, pointing to our seats.

"Yeah, go ahead."

Nike is naturally the people I know, so I slapped the table lightly with a laugh.

"Can we, too? Blink me."

"All the girls have been taken, right?"

"Brunel, shut up."

Are you talking about the girls that were taken, the Rockmen's seats over there, Nike was teasing the men as he looked at Niyanya and the seats over there.

Prince Zenon was also here, but the prince was in the seats of the commanders, where he was calm. Though a prince of one country, a third prince, I wonder if it's a good thing to be in a liquor store like this, the Knights kick it out of their heads early wondering if there's any other way to care because most of them seem to be from aristocracy.

"I've been flying that way since this morning. My crotch hurts."

When the men get to their seats, they rub their hips with their elbows on the table.

Was it because I was riding a Heavenly Horse, or I was fisting the fat crotch part. It's like riding a horse for a long time, so it sure hurts.

Nike asked if he was okay, and he laughed when he saw the painful men who were fine because they were using healing magic well. A man doesn't have enough ideas for that kind of place, even if he's frightened.

"Heavenly Horse is more tired ~"

"Well. Let's just ask for something appropriately."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

When the order was over, it was because of me and Zozo, each a place to introduce themselves, how old are you? I blossom into public discourse, such as the stupidity of my job and what my hobbies are.

The name of the person who spoke to me and sat next to me was Viktor Drogfia, and he told me to call him whatever I wanted, so I decided to call him Mr. Drogfia.

You can't just call the names of the first people you meet lightly. In Mr. Weldy's case, I only know his name, so I can't help it.

"Hmm? Look, there's that sticker again"

When the food was brought to the table, someone next to Nike looked at the wall and said that to everyone. If we all saw what it was there, there was also a "Ice Witch/Urgent Recruitment! 'The stickers were affixed.

It's all over the place if you look closely.

So many...... Is it something that needs to be collected in such a hurry?

"Orkinis? I don't hear very good rumors, though."

A knight across the street sees sticky paper with meat on his fork.

"Do you have something?

You cared, Mr. Zozo asks a question.

In the meantime, too, she was eating pampered vegetables, and the habit that Mr. Arquez has always told me to either eat or talk about was alive and well. They want to talk when they have an increased appetite for anything, and they always have endless conversations when they go out to eat. I'm good because I'm fun, but I guess it's a habit of concern to Mr. Arquez.

"The queen is a beautiful and gentle woman, but she seems obsessed with her youth."

Queen of Orkinis with beautiful purple hair. He says the king is usually a steadfast man, and there's no poverty, no confusion, no war in the country.

"That queen over there, was it fifty already?

"Probably about that"

Nike looks at the neighbor with his cheek cane.

"Sounds like they do a lot for beauty, but they don't really see the content laughing"

"A lot, what is it?

I was curious to hear Mr. Drogfia say that with a rugged look on his face.

I wonder what it's like not to laugh at what's good for beauty.

"Rumor has it you're drinking dragon life or catching and eating mermaids living in the ocean from somewhere."

"Eat!?

"Because it's only a rumor. Rumors."

The dragon's life blood is also considerable, but eating mermaids is about as insane.

The old books seemed to say that mermaids were immortal, did not age, and remained forever beautiful, so rarely did they seem to get that kind of attention, but these days they should have known that the actual mermaids were not.

The mermaid does look beautiful, but it seems like 150 years is life expectancy, age is well taken, and there is no such thing as forever beautiful. I'll be a grandma and a grandpa, too. When she was born, she was a baby, and when she had a baby, her stomach grew bigger. I'm not that different from normal people.

But there are only rumors out there, and there is no evidence.

"What does it have to do with making the ice witch a samurai?"

"There's no smoke in the fire."

Nike and Mr. Zozo look at me.

"It's an ice maiden, isn't it? There aren't many ice users these days, but why are they ice, and maidens again? We should be vigilant and try to figure out the number of ice witches in the country."

Mr. Hell is probably in there, and the knight across the street points his finger at him.

"But not a maiden, does that mean you already have a lover?

I went on to ask Mr Drogfia that question.

"No? You've never been there, have you?

So when I answered, the movement of the people at the table stopped perfectly.

"Oh, so you're playing or something?

"Hey, Nanary, hey, hey"

Nike turns around behind me, telling the story of Mr. Drogfia I was about to tell you.

"Could you... Oh, you know, nanary, what do you call a maiden?

He put his hand in my ear, and he's been ear to ear with Gonyo Gonyo.

Is that what you talk about in such a small voice?

And if you think, you're going to be released words that you don't anticipate.

'You mean a lover, usually a man, and a woman who's never had the act of hosting a baby?

... Yep.

"Ah, ahh, baby?!

In my head, something cute cried with Hogaia ~.

"No, no! I didn't."

"What, after all? Something that surprised me too."

My face blued, but suddenly my body had a lot of blood, and my cheeks... No, my face and my whole body started to have heat.

Even I know as much as a human child can do. It's about time - I've learned it at school all the time, and it's not that far off common sense.

Then, then, I said on that occasion, "I did that!" I would have said it without shame.

"Oh, hey, the hole..."

"Nanally?

"... if there's a hole, I'll go in."

Cover your face with both hands.

"Here you go."

"Yeah."

It's not a hole, but Nike spread his arms and told me how tight it was, so I don't hesitate to jump in there, somewhat more swollen than I am.

I want to go back a few hours in time and space expansion magic formation. I want to start over. I'd rather be reborn from my mother's tummy.

Maiden...... Well, that's exactly what I said. I can't tell you that's what I'm going to say in class, but I should have naturally kept it in mind in my books and in my friend's conversation.

"Um..."

"Mr. Hell?

Face Mr. Drogfia with his hand over his face.

"... was"

"Huh?"

I didn't tell this guy directly, but he seemed to mislead me, so let me correct him. I asked how it was chilling from the gap between my fingers.

Naturally, I looked confused, but I thought to myself, even if I was abruptly revealed about this.

"Well, I'm sorry I didn't understand the meaning of the word"

I hate losing money too, but I hate lying more. It seems that honest people have words to see fools, but they are better than liars, and such words are blasphemy to honest people. Words like that, where the honest lose money, are the number one word in me that I hate a lot.

But it's not good for me to lie. You can fool me. I won't forgive you.

At last, it's a question of whether you're lying or not. Even if you knew, even if you didn't.

Ever since you were little, you shouldn't just throw up lies!! What a persistent ghost my mother told me, so that's the only place I'm still thorough.

I don't know how to say thorough, but I'm careful.

I only lied to my mother once in the past, but maybe that was something like having or not having dinner stuffs. Were you five years old? I never lied. I tried to lie, and I said I didn't stumble on it. But my mother, who had seen through the lie, cast floating magic on me and let it float on the well. The invisible well at the bottom is not something to be afraid of, but something that looked more horrible than any demon. I still couldn't use the magic. I resist. I can't unify "Oben no!!" I even apologized.

Later on, she said that the well was deep enough for her legs to reach, that it was perfectly fine to fall, and that Ning Lo magic cotton was laid.

But then I thought about lying, and that horrible experience came back to life, and as a result, lying has been gone since.

"I don't know if you're being stupid or honest."

That's what Mr. Zozo said in his laughing voice to me when he confessed.

Well, sure.

"No, yeah, it's good, you know?

"Mr. Drogfia"

I took my hands off my eyes and looked at him with my hands on my flaming cheeks.

"Ning Ro, I'm glad to hear that."

The knight man, Mr. Drogfia, grabs my right shoulder with a little redness under his eyes. My eyebrows were hanging with my eyebrows and I looked like I was drunk on alcohol. But I haven't had any alcohol yet, so I shouldn't be drunk.

What if he got drunk after being hit by the atmosphere of the tavern?

"If you haven't already, make sure you're with me."

"Yes!!

"Ooh."

Mr. Drogfia hits his head against the table.

If it wasn't my fault, it looked like Nike pushed the back of his head with his elbow.

"Oh, Ra. Viktor, are you sorry? I think I'm drunk."

If I turned my eyes to Nike, I would feel safe and thumbs up.

I wonder what peace of mind means, looking at Mr. Drogfia sinking in.

"Look, here comes the booze. Let's all drink."

Meanwhile, the dining seats proceeded, and Mr. Drogfia had managed to get up and get back in shape. Your consciousness seemed to be flying a little, what were you talking about? I was asking everyone. Head, will it be okay?

"Is that good? Drink so much."

But the table was carrying liquor full of barrels.

"It's fine. Because I can only drink a little, and when the drunk, coarse-looking guys come out, I'll tighten them up with a corpse spell. Nanary and Zozo, please help me when that happens."

"Exactly!"

When Nike returns to his seat, he pours alcohol into the cup.

He also poured it around to Mr. Zozo on the side.

Beautiful and luscious sisters dance to music on the table in the store. He flipped a pretentious skirt and nailed the gaze of the men in the store. The men are slapping their hands at the music and singing watching the women.

I've never been to a tavern like this before, but it's a pretty good store.

The food is also several times better than what I've made... no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Thank God for the life I have now! Kanpai!

"Cheers!"

Conn, and the liquor vessel sounded.