I Want to Be a Receptionist of The Magic World

Because Wallhernus is a runaway story to be held, or the Magic Place was busier than usual.

"Witch, I'm here today."

"Hello, Mr. Beck."

Almost every time since then, I've been dealing with Nanally Hell. Thanks to this, we are gradually able to have a decent conversation. Now he seemed happy to be able to sit at a reception dedicated to demons.

Oh, man. It's not easy dealing with newbies either.

I just remember that even Nanary Hell had the only man to change his complexion violently.

It was certainly not the demon reception yet, but when I was sitting at the reception dedicated to my client.

I didn't know what the Knights were doing, but I saw Nanary Hell freezing the knight's man's arm back then.

What you're doing to a knight, the sight of that time is shocking and colorful and memorable in me.

But you and the knight were close? Or the other guy was laughing at his spare time.

The knight was a blonde man.

"The blonde there!

"You, you know his weakness?

On a day off with no school building, no father's job, I was out of town hanging out, and I found that guy.

At first glance, I won't forget, a man like a woman. He looks like a man, but I don't know what kind of good-looking guy my mother likes, but he reacts to my voice and approaches the blonde guy who turned to me.

"Captain? What's wrong?

"Do you know him? This boy."

A lady knight with brown hair crouches on her knees and gazes at me.

The grownups dressed as knights rattled around the blonde. Whether it's a job related to Wallhernus, this is how I often see knights standing on the corner these days.

"Come on? You can go back to the island first. I'll be home later."

"Okay."

When the blonde says something by leaving the brown-haired woman, the knights who were around disappear in unison aboard the demon of use.

Phew, and the exhaled blonde faced me, breaking her knee and crouching like an earlier woman, gazing at me.

This man's eyes are bright red as flames.

"What are you talking about his weakness?

"It's Nanally Hell's! You know his weakness, don't you?

Bright red eyes blink wide. I knew you knew this guy.

I smashed the grievances I've always had against Nanally Hell there.

There's a lot of things about the average coarseness of the response, the fact that it's hard to invite people to play, and the fact that I've called them at first.

The blonde listened enthusiastically to me.

That was tough, and I can stroke your head.

"Is that true for children as well..."

"I knew it?!

"In a good way."

The two of us sat in a street chair because we were standing talkin '.

Was it evening already, the red sunset illuminates the area.

"What do you want from Nanally Hell?

With a cheek wand on his wide open knee, the blonde looks at me.

A cool breeze blurred my cheeks.

"I don't know... I want you to play with me, I want you to laugh at me more than everyone else, and I want sweets out of his hands"

I really didn't like equal treatment with everyone. You're supposed to hate it, but I regretted that those bitchy eyes weren't for me.

"I see."

That's what I said, the blonde narrows her red eyes and laughs.

"But that sister is a strong witch, so she can't move a bit softly"

Probably best to be a strong and fine demon breaker.

That said, the blonde stood up and looked back at me. The windy, swinging golden hair appeared slightly more beautiful.

"Strong?"

Wait. Doesn't that mean this guy who's moving Nanally Hell is strong?

In normal wizards, let alone children, I see. Plus the lady knight just called me captain or something about this blonde guy, and he's a strong one among the knights.

I think that's a shitty woman who changes her attitude with strength, but this knight's man is stronger than that guy, so...

"I just have to be such a wizard that I can't beat you, can I?

If you beat the blonde guy who makes Nanally Hell look like that, I should be able to make him look a little too spare. Yeah, I don't care what he looks like I can afford.

That's what convinced me. I stood up and stuck my fist out at the blonde. Let me get you out of here one day and let Nanary Hell look like that.

The blonde who stared at my fist makes a fist himself and puts it on the tip and mine.

"Good luck with that."

"Whoa!"

The battle between me and the blonde is just beginning.