Kanna no Kanna

A few more days have passed since Chloe had eaten my eccentric idea.

As expected, there is a problem because it is an amateur's idea, but when I tried it out, I seemed to see light like Chloe. I was grateful for tears. Motivated she changed the rank of the request from C to D band and spent extra time after finishing the request quickly.

Speaking of which, I was a little depressed because there was no hunting of delicious monsters, but I was still doing requests as such. Hunting of non-edible monsters can be done very smoothly thanks to the purchased monster picture book.

That's one day.

I heard from the cafeteria employees that it was delicious, but my fingers didn't stretch out immediately, but I couldn't stand it after finishing the hunt for the selected beast. This time, the hunting ground was in the nearby forest, so I could return to Draknir by noon. After completing the request, leaving the demon beast in the cafeteria, having lunch, and thinking about how to kill time by night, I found a face I knew in the town.

"Oh, Real" "Hmm? Oh, Kanna? It's been a week."

She was accidentally encountered, and now has no big sword on her back.

"Is it a sabo?" "I'm sorry. I've just done a little work because I've done all the work I've been working on. Recently, I've been sitting at my desk and my shoulders are stiff. "

She smiled and put her hand on her shoulder and gently turned her neck. I guess the stiffness is not only due to the paperwork, but also because of the two watermelons hanging from my chest. The moment I put it out, my head is almost like a watermelon split, so I won't put it into words.

"Is it your savory?" "I'm on the way home after finishing the request. Real, do you have any plans or plans after this? If you don't, let's drink some tea."

I told her without any thoughts. My feeling is that I want to talk to my old friends.

"Yeah. I'm just leaving my spare time. I'm going to take my invite. Yes, you're still terrible in the geography around here. "Oh, it's a local. You can count on him."

We ended up in the afternoon spare time.

"Even though you are on holiday, it's just as cool as ever."

She didn't carry a sword, but she was still wearing light armor.

"Unfortunately, I don't have any other clothes that allow me to go outside. Could it be weird?"

"Yeah, it's just normal and rather natural,"

Walking along the town accidentally rubs off against those in armor like your peers, and the town dwellers have little reaction to them. The adventurer's presence is blending into life. Therefore, Real's light armor does not feel uncomfortable.

There is not, but ………….

"Isn't it hard to wear armor until holidays?" "It's surprisingly easy to get used to it every day. And, sadly, there aren't many clothes suitable for my" size "."

I do manners to the extent that she does not pursue the silence. For a man, dreams, hopes, love, romance, dreams, and so on may be packed, but not for women.

Even the armor you are wearing now covers the chest, but it is said to be a custom-made product with dimensions adjusted to the size of Real. If you're used to it, why not force yourself to choose a different outfit?

Just to say my personal impression.

"And there can be no clothes that look like a savage person like me." "Well, you're a beautiful woman, and if you dress it up a bit, I don't think you'll fix your eyes on those guys."

He doesn't have enough eyes to say that he has a connoisseur that can score human beauty, but he can still claim that Real's beauty is outstanding.

Despite having the strength to swing that giant sword freely, her professional body model has a surprising balance, yet she has a feminine flesh behind the armor. Even with features, ears with long shiny silver hair. Eyes with dignity. She is a beautiful woman who wants to get a perfect score by combining exquisite chin lines.

In fact, the gaze of a passing bastard is following her back, even though her armor remains the same as usual. Even if you are a guy with a couple. Isn't this a bit of a fuss when you put on your costumes? It is a level to say.

………… Imagine that.

"Huh?" I leaned at the change in my mind, but Real opened her mouth before thinking deeply.

"Che, you're good at joking. Wow, if you're a woman who doesn't have any sexual shards like me, nothing will come out?"

When he looked at Real's face with his denial in his mouth, his usual dignity frowned on Nari and his cheeks were blushed a little. When she met her, Real turned away.

(It's weird. I don't feel weird when he tells me. Even though my subordinates and bosses say "beautiful," I don't think of any "shards" at all.)

I couldn't hear her whispering in a strange direction, but she seemed to be worried. You may not be used to praising your good looks.

Suddenly, my back was shaking.

"A little real, tanma"

Real stops suddenly, and Real turns a little further and turns around. Her cheeks were still red, but when I saw the small wrinkles on my eyebrows, I tightened her expression.

I stopped at the entrance behind the alley where I just passed. The gaze is pointed at the back, where the sun does not reach much.

"... Is it a sign of an" example "?" "No, it's a completely different thing, but there's no doubt that the air isn't very good. It's just an intuition." There is no doubt about it. ''

I smiled a little at her sincere words. Then, as we nodded with each other, we ran at the same time and rushed into the back alley.

As we progressed further, the signs we saw at the entrance were more pronounced.

"Three guys and one woman" "I can judge what's going on at the time of that combination"

For the most part, the three men would have brought the woman to the back alley, no matter what the action. It is quite deep to look into the back, and even if you shout out at noon, you will not be reached by the noise of the main street.

"I don't have a proud buddy but are you okay?"

Pointing at Real's back, she laughed at her.

"If you wield 'Are' in such a narrow space, 'the damage will be ridiculous.'

It's amazing. The back alley is much narrower than the front. It should be disadvantageous to swing Real's long sword. He declared that he could wield his sword, "destroying the entire surrounding wall." At the same time I felt reliable and horrible. How powerful is the blow delivered from that terrible strength?

"What's that?" "Don't say stupid. The alley fight is my true value."

When you go to the back, there is a dead end on the way. And as I thought, I found three men and one woman.

The woman sits behind her back on the wall, and stands in a position surrounded by three men. I can't see the men's expressions from here, but the expression of fear attached to the woman's face confirmed my intuition.

"Real"

I instantly created a bit smaller ice than my fist and threw it at Real. Real caught this intention and stopped when he caught it. On the contrary, I put my strength on my feet and accelerate further.

I noticed the sound of our rush, and one of the three men turned around. But before it reacts in any way.

Hyung.

"Kup !?"

Ice gravels thrown by Real pierce his nose. He screamed and fell into place.

I was surprised that one of my friends suddenly screamed, and the other two rushed to look at me. But I'm already in range. Strike the right fist with your back to the side of the left half. It's a fist that is covered by an iron plate, albeit moderately. He blew to the side as if flipped and stopped moving.

After hitting one person, I run through the momentum and reach the last standing position between the remaining man and the woman.

Two fellows who were killed by a sudden intruder without asking. The sudden change in the situation was not immediately caught, and the remaining men and women had black and white eyes.

One of the usual ways of fighting is to win first. Especially in the case of a group battle, it is preferable to suppress suddenly from a sudden strike. Normally, the surviving one would be knocked down at once, but this time, the priority was to ensure the safety of women.

"Forcing imprisoned young women from daylight was a very impolite for imperial subjects."

The voice that contained Real's disappointment, who caught up with me a short time lag, seemed to have swallowed the situation at last, or a mixture of anger and upset.

"Young lady. You're forced to be taken to the back alley by that unreachable old guy, and I'm sure he's recognized."

With his body turned toward the man, he looked back at his face and spoke to the woman behind. The woman shook her shoulder slightly, but shook her head at my words while being frightened. There is no lie or false sign. It seems unlikely that my actions would be misunderstood. I am relieved to check the facts.

Well, I'm pretty sure. It was a big misunderstanding that the person in the moon sometimes skipped the context and cut off, so just in case.

By confirming with my daughter, any rebuttals that the man tried to speak were closed. If you're not really sick, you'll instantly refute, but if you do the opposite, you'll have to devise your excuse. It's possible to get confused and say no words, but the man looks like a crushed worm. The reaction speaks for itself. It is only possible to make a meaningless roar.

Whether he realized his absolute disadvantage, he regretfully left his tongue out and turned to the real side of the back alley, leaving his friends and running away.

"Let's miss Real,"

On leaving, the man ran for Real, but for some reason she silently watched her escape. I thought I would put tight moxibustion.

"Aside from the current offenders, it was an attempted stage in which I had not yet worked violently on women. However, I remembered my face firmly. I'll give it out. ''

…………, but I feel like I'm frustrated by the preemptive strike and I'm losing myself, but will you be willing to pay for that unreasonable action?

"Oh, that!"

The voice of a woman who is not real. Of course, it doesn't matter who you are.

"Thank you for helping me in the danger!"

To me and Real, the woman who had her back on the wall lowered her head with appreciation. I was so scared that there was something really close to bowing.

If you look closely, she's not as fine as Real, Chloe, or Fima, but she's usually pretty. The dress you are wearing may not be elegant, but a stylish design. The level of Real and others will be out of reach because they are afraid, but wouldn't this cuteness increase evil hands? I'm really rude to this woman.

"Don't you get hurt?" "Yes, it's okay. Nothing has been done yet."

The woman trembles small, imagining something, but immediately sighs of relief.

When asked about the situation, the young lady seems to be the daughter of a shop that runs a clothing store nearby. When he went shopping to replenish small items handled at the store, he seemed to have been entangled with unlucky and bad men. She clearly showed her willingness to reject, but she feared the men who persistently rushed to her, escaping from the spot, and eventually strayed into this back alley.

"Why did you escape to such a place? I knew there was a dead end here." "If you're not used to it, you won't have the time to think about it."

If she could afford to think, she would have fled to a security garrison or an adventurer's guild to maintain security, but it would be terrible to ask upset women.

"I think it's okay, but let's send it home just in case." "No, no, it's hard to do that." "No. I was attacked shortly after being separated, so it was too bad for me to wake up. " "

She was afraid, but bowed again.

By the way, it seemed impossible to send the young lady to the house and settle down.

"Hmm?"

This time, Real reacted first. As her long ears snapped, she narrowed her eyes and turned her face toward the back alley entrance. When I looked there, I could see the signs of several people coming here.

"... Isn't it a fellow guy just before?"

Retaliation by bringing a friend. It's a common behavior pattern in town thugs. But Real denied my expectations by shaking her head.

"No, no."

Eventually, the man running from the entrance to this place is the man mentioned earlier. But at a glance he knew he wasn't with him. He followed the man because he was wearing simple, yet armored. One of the most recognizable ones is the soldiers patroling the city to secure the security of Draknir.

"What?" And I and my daughter tilted my head. Or, if the man running at the top is being taken along with a patrol on a rope, I understand, but why is that man pulling the patrol?

On the other hand, this time, Real looked as if he had polished maggots, just like the man I mentioned earlier. She seems to have grasped the situation early. And that's what we know right away.

"Oh, they are! They're! They suddenly hit us! Look, your friends are falling down there!"

…………………………….

"Yeah, this was too unexpected."

We all put our hands on our head to reduce the headache. The woman turned her face pale, perhaps as if she had swallowed the situation.

There were about three unlucky events at this time.

One. We had a headache in the unexpected development and the response was delayed. two. The soldiers who rushed to this place were well-known for their sense of justice in the patrol squad, and for not hearing too many people. three. What they often used to maintain security was the magic of water attributes.

"I'm impressed with violence in the daytime! I'm terrible of being surprised. I'm terrible to stick to the rope!" "Rather, let's use the guy who is running in front of him." "I'm not allowed to bring you to the back alley!" "I'm a woman, but are you neglected?" "No questions and answers!" Wow!

The wording of the line seems to be a representative of a historical drama. I was almost out of place, but I finally came back to me and Real because of the magic that Patrol began to build.

However, it was already too late to take action. The patrol fired a magic ceremony, creating a large torrent of water. It seems to be a specialized technique to calm the mob, and it is a magic that pushes the target away with just a stream of water without any sharpness or strange change. I immediately made an ice wall in front of the woman and protected it from the torrent of water, but it did not reach us. A major factor was that the patrol magic ceremony was hardly killing.

I and Real were exposed to plenty of water and soaked.

However, I lost the pressure of the water and fell fancy, but Real was caught up in a torrent from the front, but I was able to endure with almost no loss of position. Sometimes you don't doubt whether this guy is human.

In the end, the lies of the unreachable man were immediately discovered by the testimony of the woman. This time it was time to arrest the current criminal for making false testimony. The patrols came and expressed a deep apology and offered some reparation, but we refused to dislike the escalation. No harm was done to the women, and we were just inundated with no injuries.

Still, the patrols fell down, but Real reluctantly pulled out a dagger from his pocket and showed it to them.

At first glance, the elaborate decoration of the sword, more precisely the emblem carved on the handle, turned the complexion white past the blue. From there, Real whispered whispering, `` I'll ask you for this ad-hoc secrecy, '' and the patrols would leave their salutes with their backs broken, and this time they would drag the roped man around. I left the alley.

By the way, the two fainted men who were friends still fell down. Maybe you're fainted and much less sinful than the man who was taken.

"But what should I do?"

I picked up the clothes that were heavy and wet. Real sees himself in trouble as well. Now the day is high and warm, and thanks to the protection of the spirits, I feel almost no cold. However, the sensation that the wet clothes are sticking to the skin is unpleasant.

"I don't want to walk around the city as it is. I'm going to have to change clothes." "Well. Then, will it be dissolved as it is?"

My change of clothes is in the inn, but of course there shouldn't be a real change of clothes there. There is no choice but to return to their homes on this occasion. Apparently, I'm planning on drinking tea after this. It's a bit disappointing, but we can't go to the coffee shop with wet rats.

"Oh, that!"

The woman screamed again before she was about to sigh.

"If you don't have any plans after this, will you come to my house? Thank you for this time!"

Such a woman even offered to look at her face.