Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

"Well, I went around drinking with a good meal... instead of introducing myself, the Exposure Competition (Dissasradu)"

"What, are you doing here?

"Well, the chairman of Rossetti's Chamber of Commerce knows about the Exposure Games (Dissasladu). Then you don't have to explain."

Drino narrows her blue eyes and laughs like a prank somewhere.

"Drino, between knights, we do it instead of introducing ourselves, but how about against women?

"No, I want to keep it here. So take the liberty of exposing the tournament (Dissasladu). I thought Wolfe was the first one!

It was like a suicide bomber.

Dahlia finally takes her sipping glass out of her mouth.

"The greeting of the first meeting follows the mould, the pasted smile, returning the letter from the woman without even touching it, the confession snaps along the way, leaving it crying or not. I wondered how scurvy he was... and this is what it was all about"

"Dorino, what do you mean 'this'? And this is the third time I've heard this."

Wolfe added with a bitter smile. Apparently, this topic was already among friends.

"I thought I'd improve your understanding. And there's not a lot of stuff I can tell the chairman of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce. You know my basic story, don't you?

"Stop it, Dorino. That's not what women talk about."

"So what do you say about Wolfe's stubborn woman of all time? Up to the top three or so in impact order. Number three, in order of shame."

"Stop it, it'll make the booze worse!

A loud Wolfe dropped the radish of the salad she was about to eat.

The floral radish returned to the plate, a catastrophe in which the mayonnaise splashed across his hands and sleeves.

I'd rather see if the mayonnaise on my sleeve drops than the content of the story.

"Wolf, you know, stain it out?

"Fine. I'm just gonna wash my hands..."

He left the room early with a shiny face.

"President Rossetti, I came to apologize, but thank you for feeding me good food. I'm not gonna make it up to you, but is there anything you want to ask me about Wolfe that worries you?

"No, I'll ask the person if there is one."

I know how Dorino cares, but I'd rather hear it from him than from someone else.

Rumor has it that facts screw around, I know it well in Wolfe, and I'm just experiencing it myself.

"Oh well. So while you're gone, Wolfe's Exposure Games (Dissasladu)"

"I don't know if he's not here..."

"Well, I don't want to hear anything that makes Wolfe uncomfortable."

Darya says no to Dorino, who starts talking by his side.

But as he dried the glass of wine in one breath, he continued his words.

"I'll tell you a famous story about the royal castle because it could be said by others. Last year, there were rumors that Wolfe had brought a woman into the barracks, but that was because there was just a fierce man trying to sneak into Wolfe's room in the middle of the night through a window. Note that his room is on the third floor."

"... you have a temper"

A man heads to a woman's room and confesses from the outdoors - I've read those things in the story, but this is the first time I've heard they executed them.

I'm sure she was an actionable woman.

But what is the third floor? Did you go along the veranda from the emergency stairs, or did you even prepare a long hashigo?

"I'm glad Wolfe's away, and I'm glad the woman didn't fall out of the window railing. The damage was that the tree used to climb was cut from the roots, and I in the next room just opened the window and slipped out my back."

"... I sympathize"

Opening a third floor window at night and seeing a stranger climbing up is, in a sense, horror.

If it is in the same eye with the tower, I am confident that I will throw a demonic stone to combat the demons on top of the scream.

"... it's also disturbing that while I don't have any friends, the Exposure Competition (Dysathradu)"

"In the end, you're gonna do it too!

Drino stuck around, but there's no change in Randolph's expression.

With his hands on his desk, he turned to Dahlia.

"There are rumors out there that juniors named Wolf and Kirk are intimate. Senior Astorga was covered. You may hear this one in time."

"Uh. Kirk's always next to Wolf these days. Seniors thought that was Kirk because he was with them when they were binoculars (bicorns)..."

Drino is crushing with bumps, but I'm not sure what that means.

"I'm sorry, the squad story mixed up. Kirk is a junior in the squad and a good fellowship guy. Respect Wolfe, he's following me around. Wolfe's trained to take care of things, too."

"Isn't it a good thing we're close?"

Wolf stands out no matter how.

Even a few things are rumored to be unstoppable.

"President of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce, I assure you that Wolfe prefers women. No, I assure you, I can't handle it..."

"You know, there's no prejudice between men and women. Because it's good to have someone close to you, and it's not something I care about."

This kingdom, as a small percentage, has no hedges for men and women, neither love nor marriage.

Besides, I'm not in a good position to care who Wolfe has a romantic relationship with.

The conversation stops.

If you noticed, Randolph was staring at himself with those red tea eyes.

"I see. Is this what you call" the room for a real wife "in this country?"

"What?"

"Randolph, shut up for a second. I'll have Wolfe explain it to me in your language."

Dorino turned to Dahlia while holding her forehead with his hand.

"Rossetti, Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, bad. Randolph is close to neighboring countries with words and senses. I think there's something wrong with understanding the word."

The room for a full wife is not married. It has nothing to do with me in the first place.

I don't even know the language of my neighbor, so I couldn't predict what kind of language Randolph wanted to convey.

"Never mind. Um, rather, it's better to be called by the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce... are you restless?"

"Well, I'm a Dorino, no sampling. Can I call you Mr. Darya?

"Oh, yes."

He disappeared with the president of the Chamber of Commerce until Rossetti called him, but I feel even more so now.

Drino is also a close friend of Wolf's. Now that we have solved the misunderstandings, we want it to be a relationship if we can.

"Thank you. So, it gets steamy, but I'm really sorry about today. Well... from what I can tell, Wolfe now looked like a dog with connections. I just finally found out about the warm bunk and the bait."

"A dog, Wolfe..."

"No, not in a bad way. I used to be like a lone wolf. I don't talk about myself at all, and even if I get hurt on an expedition, it's bad enough to hide it through. It took me three years to talk to us like this. So I worried too much about the stranger. I'm sorry."

Memories make just a little noise to the word three years.

I have a relationship as a friend, but I don't spend as much time with them as I do with the two in front of me.

We've been supporting each other for a long time, both in the work of the Demon Crusade Squad and as friends.

The existence of a pompous being called myself wouldn't be strange to be worried about.

"Please don't apologize anymore. Because I really don't care."

"Thanks. Oh, yeah, that skirt, could you stain it out?

"Uh... I dyed it"

"Dyed? Yourself?"

"Yeah, because there was a dark green dye. It's a good color."

When I got back to the tower, I couldn't take the ink off my skirt, and I remembered Drino's words on top of it and worried.

So I just dyed it between dishes to wield the depression.

It has become a good green with depth, and is now somewhere shady and dry.

"Was that some ink stain on the chair or something?

"Um... when I bumped into the maid, she wiped my skirt off, like it was a dirty cloth"

"Apologize as the Demon Crusade Force. If you can figure out who the dirty maid is, I want you to tell me. Talk to the captain and deal with it here. Of course I'll make amends. Well, there could be wolf entanglement..."

"Thank you. But I don't remember that person's face clearly, so fine."

In fact, I only remember about tea-based hair and made-up clothes. That alone would make identification difficult.

"All you have to do is put all the maids through their faces. If a few usable knights of 'Intimidation' were present, they would be on the look (Kao). If you disrespect the incoming and outgoing chairman of commerce, you'll get a pay cut or you'll be fired."

Randolph says quietly.

I shook my neck sideways, a little nervous about a cold voice like never before.

"Thank you for your concern. But sometimes it just really happened by accident, and I'll be careful from now on."

When Darya finished saying it, Wolfe just came back.