Kujonin

What's going on with Isle's laundry?

I heard Naoki on his way to the Oslo Adventurer's Guild.

No, I do it once every seven days.

Is that so?

What? Does it smell?

I heard as I smelled my bikini armor.

"That's not true." I always wondered if being a bikini armor would stiffen my shoulders. "

"I take it off when I go to bed."

Hmmm.

It was a casual conversation, but I was caught.

Speaking of which, I haven't paid much attention to my clothes since I became the instructor of the Adventurer's Guild in Couvenia. No, I don't think I bought it except when my clothes were torn in the first place. It was as easy to move as possible, and I had the feeling that it would be good if I could wear it. In the past, when we had an adventurer's party, a veteran warrior taught us that “wearing a bikini armor makes any man wary.” Then I never lost to a man in bikini armor. Until I met Naoki.

My Bikini Armor has countless minor scratches. I wonder if this red bikini armor should be changed.

Then a gust of wind blew, and he turned the skirt of the city daughter who was walking in front of him.

Skirts don't make enemies understand the movement of their knees.

"A skirt. Maybe not bad."

When I went to the Oslo Adventurer's Guild, Naoki was asked to exterminate the Bagrochi. I couldn't help but look at the extermination of such monsters, so I decided to look for a different request on the bulletin board.

The request to crush Finnake came to a halt.

"Finecoak. You can also make a skirt out of leather."

I have decided to accept the request of Finnake's crusade. The officials of the Adventurer's Guild were careful to be very careful, as there were already victims such as fishermen and woodpeckers.

The trees are shaking on the ground of the humus.

There were many people and monsters in the northeast forest. Parent and child of a mushroom hunter. A novice adventurer who hunts for little monsters. Forabits running from the bowl to the bowl. Shobsuri sleeps in a tree cave.

I asked a man like the pharmacist who was picking herbs where the swamp was.

"Don't say bad things, you better not go." If the bandits come out, they'll come out of the fineco. "

"We're going to crush Finnake." Tell me where the swamp is. "

Are you that strong?

I showed you the Adventurer of rank B.

"Oh, is it real? Oh, no, I'm sorry. If it's a swamp, it's up ahead. If you go straight north, you'll bump into me."

A man who looked like a pharmacist told me in a panic.

Thank you

I headed north through the woods.

As the swamp came into sight, the sound of a struggle was heard.

Bandits and militants fought on the shores of the swamp. The martial artist is in a skirt, lightly grabbing the incoming bandits and slamming them against the muddy ground.

The bandits screamed and attacked, but they couldn't keep up with the movements of the female militants. Although I had never seen the martial arts of a female martial artist, I could predict that the knee was the starting point of the attack. The bandits don't even know what they're doing because the militant lady hides her knee in her skirt.

Interesting martial arts.

The moment I crushed it, I felt like I had been spotted by a female militant. It looks like they've noticed our signatures.

The muddy bandits rose in remorse. Female martial arts are interesting, but there's no point in making an enemy incapable of fighting.

The bandits stood up again and again and attacked the female militant, but they never hit the end.

Thirty minutes until the six bandits can't get up.

It's not reasonable.

There is no guarantee that the situation will remain the same for thirty minutes. Even though I'm hiding in the shadows of the Tsubaki, I need to quickly disable my enemies. Even though some monsters responded to the screams, they were fine.

“How long are you going to hide!”

A female militant shouted at us.

"Hey, you use funny martial arts." I am an adventurer. I'm not an enemy. "

I stepped out of my chair while raising my hands.

"You're not going to take my request away, are you?"

"I won't. I won't use it for such a mischievous fish." He's the one who's behind you. "

he said, pointing to Finnake, who was grunting from the swamp.

A fine finake with a face as tall as the back of a martial artist.

I heard bandits and female militants screaming and came to see it.

It was a good time for me, but the female militant looked back and hardened without being able to speak out.

Finecoak opened his big mouth and ate one of the bandits moaning on the ground.

”Haha!”

The female militant raised her voice to her heart's content.

Are you stupid? Even if I raised my voice, Finnake would just shoot at me.

As expected, Finnake turned to the female militant. The slow motion of Finnake is even like a champion. It's like I'm a predator and I don't have to be anxious.

The female martial artist stood as he did when he was a bandit.

Finneke shook his head lightly. The female militant was lightly struck by a tree trunk and stunned.

While Finnake was at the mercy of the martial artist, I gathered my distance and flew over Finnake. I turned my sword upside down and pierced it into my upper jaw between Finnake's nose. I weighed myself, pierced my chin, and stuck my sword tip into the ground. Finneke couldn't raise his voice, and even though he tried to pull out his sword by hitting his body, I wouldn't allow it. Twist the sword and pierce it deeper.

Finneke's torso bumped into the trees near the swamp, making a loud noise. Whether I was distracted by the sound, or whether I was anxious to get out if I didn't keep my strength on the sword, I didn't notice the sign at all.

When I realized that there was a shadow other than my own on Finnake's head, it was plump. When I hit the trunk of the tree and looked back at what had happened, a bigger finake opened its mouth and threatened me than a finake with a sword in his head.

"I was alarmed."

It certainly wasn't written in the request that it was a crusade by a single Finecke.

Large Finnake has pushed us down and locked us in full swing.

There's no escape. No swords, no weapons.

I hid myself in light magic.

Large Finnake gradually attacked the surrounding ground. The fallen bandits blew up. I pulled my sword out as I approached the sword's pierced finake, hiding it.

Blood blew up and dyed my body red.

The big finake found me and shook his head. I jump back to the side in reflex. Finneke's head grabbed my arm and was swung down to where I had been for a few moments.

I pierce Finnake's eyes with my sword as muddy soil splashes.

Zushu

Finnake gets stuck. I looked around as I took a breath on my shoulder.

The blown-up militant lady was caught in the branches of the tree. The skirt is swaying in the wind.

There was no threat of attack.

It doesn't matter what you wear to the monster opponent.

I notice that one of my arms is broken.

It's a request that doesn't fit the price at all.

He sighed and returned to the town of Oslo.