It’s Not That I Like Using a Blunt Weapon!

"... it's strange."

Ten days have passed since the opening of the egg tart.

While I was on an adventure, Mira-san cut me tightly and slipped up until the fifth day.

But the aftermath is not good. Sales fell slightly on the sixth day, and since then, the number of customers has decreased day by day.

I thought it would be nice just to open it, but it's kind of strange to do so.

The customer feels strange or sneaking around when he comes into the store.

"Maybe it's Mira's customer service... I can't see the expression of gratitude..."

Mira-san is depressed. That's not true, I'll stroke your head. Hmm, that's exactly why we need to go and find out.

In the meantime, I went to the guild to ask March about the store's reputation.

"Whoa?

The flyer "Adventurer's Store Egg Tart" that was posted on the bulletin board is missing. What the hell is going on here?

Um, Mr. Murch. Why are we missing our stickers?

"Huh? Oh, that's it... It's been a while since it opened, so I was wondering if that's enough."

March, the receptionist, is obviously acting suspiciously.

"Stop it, Mr. March. You're a bad liar. Tell me the truth."

"Ah, you got it?... hah, you can't do a guild receptionist like this."

"That's not true. Because people who don't lie are people who can be trusted."

"Trust... If you think like that, it's going to be even more pathetic."

March plays with her hair tip in a tired atmosphere.

"What happened?

"Hanna-chan's shop... there's a little bad rumor going on."

"Rumors? What the hell?

"It's an evil shop run by a blunt weapon contracted with the devil."

"Hah!?

"No, it's not me you're talking about, it's just a rumor.

Since I shouted, I'll explain that Mr. March did.

"Many people complain when they put up stickers, 'Will the Guild support evil shops?' And the Guild Master said," This isn't going to work. "

"So you took off the sticker...."

"I'm sorry, I denied it because I knew Hannah...."

"No, that's not what Merch apologizes for. I mean, I'm sorry for the inconvenience..."

Maybe Mr. March was worried about me and kept the rumors out of his ears.

Even if I was blamed, he protected me and Egg Talt to the brink. Who can blame such a person?

The problem is discrimination against blunt instruments. Well, I thought it would hit me someday.

My use of blunt instruments became widespread in a very short time.

And in this world, it's an intense shackle.

Being able to do awesome things with a blunt weapon is considered to be under the strong protection of Dortos, the devil who controls the blunt weapon.

"Well, don't worry about the rumors. If we do business seriously, people will understand."

Merch is comforting, but he's not convinced.

Why do we have to look at prejudice simply because of the high level of blunt instruments?

I like it too, and I don't have a blunt object. If God of the sword or God of the spear had turned around, I would have used a different weapon.

But that didn't happen, did it? No matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you try, the level didn't go up.

That's why I have a blunt object, and that's why I noticed.

People who use blunt instruments and are being treated irrationally just for that reason.

Buildings, masters, and people who have been despised while creating wonderful things in the world.

"... stop!"

Will you lose?

Discrimination, prejudice, persecution.

I'll crush you to pieces with my hammer.

I'm sure that's the mission imposed on my blunt weapon level of 100 million.

Ha-n-na-ha ♪

"Wow!

When I was quietly burning my fighting spirit, I was suddenly hugged from behind and suddenly raised a strange voice.

"Ahah. Are you surprised?

"Roselia, is that you? What the hell is going on?"

Roselia seems pleased to have surprised me.

After all, a jerk is a jerk forever. Do you enjoy teasing people so much?

"There's something I want to tell Hannah..."

Roselia whispers in her ear, hugging me.

"I'm spreading rumors about Egg Tart after Cecil...."

"What, Cecil?

"Yeah, it's more like the president than Cecil."

Bazel Saltrak. Master of the sword, who became president of the Adventurers School and was called the King of the Gladiators.

And the person who kicked me out of school....

This shop contributes to the city, right? But I don't think that's possible.

Cecil's words are recalled.

Was that a statement made in anticipation of this situation?

Or is she trying to crush my shop by spontaneously blowing something out of her father's mind?

Either way, it doesn't change that it's annoying. I am checking inside the guild today, but it appears Cecil is not here.

"I can't believe Roselia didn't play a part in spreading the rumor."

"Atashi? I don't want to hurt you. Can I swear on the strap of this wand?

"What is it, that petty vow....."

Which strap do you swear on, anyway? It seems like I'm wearing it around and even if I don't have one, I don't know at all.

Well... do you believe me for a moment?

It seems unlikely that Roselia will have the advantage of lying this time. I mean, I have to thank you for sneaking up on the source of the rumor.

"Hey hey. Do you have anything to say to Atashi?

Have you noticed that kind of subtlety, Roselia still flickers at me.

"Ah, thank you?

When I honestly tried to convey my gratitude, Roselia smiled even more.

"It's okay. You're my best friends, right?

With the momentum that I was about to start skipping, I left the Alliance.

You must be right, that guy. It's disgusting...

But thanks to you, I know what to do. Should I confront him?

Bazelle Saltrak, an adventurer from school.