Day 225 Day Neighborhood Adventurer Guild

The air quiets down like a strain, turning even the surface street clutter into silence. But his gaze sincerely, his expression seeps in consternation, and he screams delicately as he squeezes it deep out of his whole body.

"Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, seriously, there's something super refreshing, totally microscopic, but I can't even see a microscopic, dusty change. The message board hasn't changed since the morning, or it hasn't changed all the time, so I ask," Come on, spit, "and I make it a nursery rhyme because I feel the universality that makes me even feel like I need to confess, and I can't hide my upset?

Yeah, why are you even forcing me to pull you apart in the morning until you come back and start! And for complaining every time...... the receptionist sister is responding too fast!!

"I don't know what the hell was" wow, "but I saw it in the morning, so you were making sure it wasn't different, why would someone who was supposed to come all the way sneaking up on the guild come back with a flashy gesture when he wasn't even an adventurer to the grand fried and adventurer guild instead of upset! It's so stunning and harsh that this one would like to ask you what time" when "you can sneak in. And no nursery rhymes, don't sing, sneak!!"

A voice that often passes, and a streamlined slippery tongue, a voice that resonates in its flowing hand gesture...... yeah, you're practicing, actually!

"No, no, no, no." "Because nothing," "Whatever. Nothing yet." "How many times yet, just today!" "Today's the day, today's the day, tomorrow's the day. There's no trial, is there?" "" "" Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!) "" "(Poyopoyo) (GUG) (GUO GUO)

A whirlpool of standing ovations with sighs and gushing applause and cheer that leak into the twist of exquisite dialogue? Yeah, what is it?

"" "" Yeah, we ended up doing it!? "" "No, why are we even gathering the adventurers and the city people?" "" The applause… "" "In a way, it's seen as a specialty of the border." "" "" "Ahhh... every day, huh?

The adventurer guild on the border is getting more people every day, the building is extremely busy trying to be extended, and the gathering adventurers are always in a noisy and busy atmosphere. Yet why is everyone gathering around to stop their hands!?

"I'm sorry, adventurers have a lot of people in charge of the exam Jinx." "Is that Jinx... eh, this is it?

Whatever you look at it, it doesn't make any sense, it's a more puzzling exchange than a hilarious clown play, that usual everyday thing with absolutely no fruit whatsoever.

"No one I met yesterday was here today so that my teeth would always be missing, and meeting in the Adventurer Alliance (here) was synonymous with the beginning of Separation. Nobody here knew the same routine."

A look that seeps through remorse, it's a constant memory of death and separation. It stopped because someone brought in a huge amount of mushrooms and sticks from the Devil's Forest, and someone equipped them like rage from the Great Labyrinth. Yes, because the border was forced to fight without satisfactory weapons or drugs, and that was doomed to die one day, no matter how strong or talented.

"Not when the Separation" It "stopped... I wonder what that was because it was already a sight every morning when I learned the miracle of everyday life that the familiar face here would remain familiar to me. After seeing that, it's become the norm to say goodbye."

Death was so obvious that if we broke up, we wouldn't see each other again, that it was a word we couldn't say. Speaking of which, I feel like if I talk about it, I won't see you again, and because that was too obvious.

"That seems to have spread throughout the city in an oral way, and it's a kind of edge treatment... that one. Yes, we can all live and hear that again." "No, I mean, it's not, it's not, it's not different, it's not different!" "How many times do I have to say that people who are nothing but adventurers are sneaky and secluded!" "" "Is that...?" "" Oh, I guess that's it. "

It was a meeting place for those who separated and went to die. To sign up for the guild is to be prepared for death. It was I who blew out that kind of sad readiness and air, and I was the cause and perpetrator of it, and pretty much everything and everything was the killer. Yeah, maybe it fits in a way?

"Is that good luck?" "No, no, because in a world of uncertainty and flow of things, the bulletin board where the latest information should be posted is too uninformed to be reproduced, right?" "So the information belongs to the adventurer. Otherwise you're saying it's sneaky, but you're saying why you talk while spinning instead of flowing!" "No, no, no, because..." "Not because, definitely..." "Yeah, that one, huh?

Well, surely there is nothing more hopeless than death, more remote from tragedy, more neglected and insulated by common sense, and perhaps nothing has grown at all to the point of promising a tomorrow that is no different from today.

"Hey, seriously, super serious, on the contrary. If absolute universality was promised so far, if you spread a rumor that you wouldn't gain weight if you stick it out at all, the listing fee would be gappo and Dear Lord?" "It's kind of awesome. That's going to make money, but that's why no woman can put weight on a bulletin board!" "" "Ah... it was dangerous! You were going to stick it!!" "" Yeah, your wives were upset for a moment too!

Yeah, if it works, stick it up, then form a heavily armed escort, fortify it, protect the bulletin board, maybe there's a one-changer?

"If we surround ourselves with walls and fortify ourselves with armaments, we're out?" "No, wouldn't a deep labyrinth be safer?" "First of all, it's difficult to ask what kind of labyrinth Yaoikun can't attack?" "" "Yeah, you want at least a million hierarchies!" "" Ooh, will you stop the border when you have such a labyrinth? And no one else in that Adventurer's Guild can go to work, right?

But...... it's Jinx and maybe there's One Chan!