"... they're after the green shooter."
"Huh? What is it"
I was walking in an alley a few blocks from the main street with Beryl, as I picked up the store while it was in full swing.
I was suddenly returned to that topic, which I thought had been completely diverted, and my reaction is slightly delayed.
When she regained her mind and questioned the unfamiliar words, the girl muttered "this" and turned her gaze to the larger bow she carried.
If you look at the viridian or maybe it contains that color somewhere, the relaxed strings look somewhat green. The bow body is ivory and has a brown pattern everywhere —— or spots (f)? -- and when paired with a design that is made of thin branches, it's quite a beautiful shape.
By the way, it's not broken that the strings are relaxed, it seems to be something to loosen them up when not in use because it's quick to go bad if you leave them strapped.
Like the "Wand of the Creator" I gave Mr. Reps, a weapon with a name is mostly rare, so I'll ask him where he is for now.
"Is it a famous vessel?
"... Spiritual Bow of the Day"
"Heh. That's amazing."
"... I can't feel so touched"
"('- *)... I'm not really interested in that."
"... There are only seven spirit bows in the world, the next most amazing weapon in the divine bow. Choose your users willingly."
"I see."
"... it was useless to explain"
"Huh!? That's not true!
Phew, and a beautiful blonde girl sighed at me, and I was in an unexpected hurry.
It's very strange because when I get a sigh of relief from someone in this hand, for some reason, I feel like a human being who doesn't get to be asexual.
"And by the way, what kind of person are you after?
I just distract myself from the topic because I feel like I can't wait to stay like this.
"... Purple Forest Fairy"
He squealed without looking at this one, as usual carelessly. Besides, my brain was immediately filled with question marks. but somehow I feel like I shouldn't listen back and close my nearly open mouth.
In a direction that Beryl hasn't tried hard to look at for a while now, she strived to keep her gaze in the same way and went on a narrow alley for a while.
Take your hand mirror out of your bag silently and show it there indirectly, I see you're convinced.
"Oh, yeah. You're a purple pervert, this is"
I wore a horny Phantom face and put together an unintelligible costume--somehow, a squad system in the previous world? of an adversarial atmosphere —— a purple-haired man was standing here, hiding in the shadows.
Just checking, how come you're a fairy in the woods? and ask Beryl.
And, "If my father came across something I'm not sure about, because he said it was a fairy in the woods" returns a few hard words...
Speaking of which, Beryl, I don't hate your father, but you mean you're pulling a step back and watching. You seemed like a pain in the ass to deal with. So much so that it reminds me of a little... Then I can't touch it any more.
"Hmm..." he roared.
"What do you want to do?
"... what should I do?
It was in question back, Hate? When I look at her with a face.
"... the same atmosphere, so I was wondering if you could figure out what to do about it"
"... Beryl, that's kinda rude to me"
"... why?
"Because in me and I, there's a difference between heaven and earth, like enthusiasm in action, aesthetics,"
"... it looks the same as it turns out. But yes. No, it's not."
For the first time, the beautiful girl, who repeated with discouragement thin, "No..." with the air, turned her gaze behind the fudge street there.
"What's up?
If you ask me, I will return a word of no interest.
"... because I saw a suspicious brave man I had met before in the back of the street"
- Huh? Back?
This alley and the central street in the position where it hits is a long way from where it is now, where people might be walking full of them? It feels like I can only ask how it is...
—— It's an indistinguishable level of face and... if you're Beryl, do you see that??
My head immediately pops out its name in the noun "Suspicious Brave Man” I met before.
I didn't know we could finalise that from this position.
That's a great sight.
Uh, it's a fantasy world here, so it's also an ant ability ~, impressive.
Finally, I flickered that it looked like a way to open it, so I made suggestions and stuff.
"To sprinkle the purple pervert, I'm sorry, but let me use that brave man."
I can't believe we're bothering someone to escape... a member of the Brave Party can't do that! And I was wondering if they would say no.
"I knew this kid, he was fat" thoughts on a beautiful girl who snorted lightly.
I ask again, increasing the speed of my steps one by one.
"Which way did you go, Mr. Feel?