I Want to Become the Hero’s Bride

gossip blue eye's rabbit

"Oh, you are Reps Krollik!!

Three men, walking past the stripper, each washing his body to grab the water, dropping off the girl and the desert witch (Wastitas) who proceeded to the stripper through the warm curtains of the women's water. A passing figure with unforgettable memories of a hiccups moving Usa ear and a deep Ethereal tattoo that conveyed from belly to back echoed an accidentally rubbed voice in such a manner.

"Oh. If you think of someone... it's been a long time, Captain"

The named person replied calmly, but without any inclusions, and even smiled with amazing familiarity.

"... you, really Crawlick...?

The voice that followed turned out to be helpless and unreliable if you try to be an old man who knows him as a young man. Are you saying that it was undergoing so much transformation?

"If I were an adventurer of our age, I'd be a famous man with no one to know."

The old man, tangled by name by an old wizard with a rabbit ear, was temporarily dazed as if he had been punched in the void by a returned smile, but I guess there was something to think about, or rather, when he regained himself, he sat back in their line and began to wash his equally tired body.

When you clean your whole body, stand up with one person or another and soak yourself in the hot tub.

"Phew," if someone leaks their voice into the warmth that passes from the tip of their fingers to the back of their body. Like cutting it off, a green-haired boy goes to that person who indulges nearby: "Is this your grandfather's old acquaintance?" I threw one question at him.

And the old man, after telling the wizard that he was a "famous man," looked at the ceiling to meditate on him for remembering something, and stood diagonally against the wall behind him.

"When and who told you... it's called a blood-eye (cancer) rabbit. Oh, the word" and ”in“ me ”is a ravioli. Write" Raggedy "and read“ Me ”. Until then, I was an animal man and I said," Hey, that was a lovely image. "The adventurer (and I) were forced to change that perception considerably with the advent of Crawlick..."

"To a thin blonde hair color unlimited to silver, well, only remnants now, but hang your pretty neat face. The ears of the ravioli growing from my head were pure white that made me want to reach out unexpectedly. At first glance, everyone wanted to get close..." Look, look, look. "It was great."

Yeah, just look at that, yeah.

Add, finally, a sigh to the briefly dividing voices.

The old man folds the towel he brings appropriately and places it gently in his eyes.

"First of all, yeah. My personality was no good. I'm heartless and busy. Besides, you're good at rushing their furious hair. I don't want to hear what the leader has to say about the buffers working hard to get them into the party. When I say I'm going in this operation, it's a lot rough, but it's not efficient, so I end up stuck right in front of you, wondering if you're willing to kill a member. Well, what Crawlick says is also true. I'm talking about not being able to do it where I don't have enough strength to do it. Even if they didn't tell us that, we knew best."

When I was younger, it was too expensive. I didn't realize the difference between ideals and reality because I was the only one with talent. No, even if you realize it, it's not impossible, try, if you want to do it, be willing to go for the apex, if you can't do it, quit the adventurer (every single one), you might have thought about that in your belly.

So after the words of the exhaled old man again, the green elf boy asked your face with a slightly stronger look.

"That's because... when I was young..."

I hope you'll forgive me.

I blushed my cheeks, and I couldn't see the shadow of a "young time" in a shy wizard, and that made the boy feel horrible.

He perceived the signs of an old man opening his mouth, and the opening mouth was again pulled to the side.

"I had a bad personality, but more terribly... my personality sucked when I was using magic. Have you guys ever seen that? Look, Crawlick's eyes turn bright red. When the blood comes up."

"Then I can't get my hands on it. Without distinction between enemy allies... no, there seems to be a distinction for once, but should I just say I won't be reluctant? It's like passing through a face rinse. It's like letting go of a side with no control over this side of the heart. Besides, that's when you're in a bad mood, and if there's something you don't like, I'll pretend not to know and deliberately guess. Even if there was only one swordsman at that party, right? Well, as we did that, naturally, this guy had a lot of enemies."

Look, it's me.

I'm talking about a single "Tower of Stars Fall” attack that made this guy first class famous.

"I was just hearing it too, but the facts would have been worse"

"Surely when you settle down like this, think about it, isn't it? I wasn't surprised it was so hard at the time."

"What do you mean? Didn't you say it was a feat? You mean the Tower of Star Falls?

"That's not what I'm saying. No, a little, you're out of line. To put it plainly, the one who said that the star drop tower attack on a single person was not Crawlick's will, purpose or anything. At first."

"Is that... is it, like, a fitted one?"

The old man turned his gaze to the wizard, "Seems so," scorning that the blue-silver spearsman who had kept his silence until now had accidentally come into the conversation at such a rate.

That's how he turned his gaze here to the two like him, and the man waves his ears back and gently returns his words.

"No, what. Because I was left behind in a slightly unfavourable situation by myself"

"Thanks to you, there was a war going on to try and get you home anyway."

and.

On a soft smiling face, just for a moment, I felt signs of noisy light shooting.

"Huh. Grandpa had a tough time when he was younger."

And try to leak a regular reply.

The boy snuck up to the untouched God and looked at him over the mirror.

And.

—— Hopefully, those eyes won't turn red while I'm at the party...!!

and.

He hung his whole body, his wishes, in the blue eyes of a serene grinning wizard.