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

Cut up the feast at the scheduled time and withdraw the Kawahara back to its original state.

When we returned to the royal castle by carriage, the orange at dusk was about to disappear from the sky.

When I got off the carriage and went to the Demon Crusade Squad building, I got a brief health check.

Some injuries and illnesses are unnoticed after the expedition, so they are bound to take place.

Darya was in charge of the female clergy, so it was over soon.

For this reason he waited for Marcella and Jonas, sipping tea in the room.

"Darya, do you have plans for today?

It was Wolf who came in at the same time as Knock.

He was then cautioned by Randolph, who then came in, 'Wait till you hear back'.

"Nothing in particular. All you have to do is go home."

Knock sounded as I was answering, and Marcella and Jonas also came to the room.

"Dr. Dalya, I'm sorry, can I borrow Marcella? I received a hardened armored crab with ice to Master Gouad, so I would like you to help me carry it. It's a little heavy."

On his way home, he remembers and convinces himself that he had a number of ice on his carriage about half a person's body. That one would not even be able to lift it in those without physical strengthening.

But 'Dr. Dahliya' is even called to Jonas.

Since then, the crew kept telling me, and I gave it up undeniably. Whether you can get used to it is a different story.

"Marcella, can you please?

"Yes, of course."

"I also get some smaller ones. Instead of having it carried, give it to Marcella when she returns."

"Thank you. My wife will be pleased."

Marcella replied gladly.

Irma likes crabs. I'm sure you'll be delighted.

"Dear Wolfe, may I entrust you with the sending of Dr. Dalya?

"Yes, Dr. Jonas"

It seems it was Wolfe's role to send himself to the green tower today.

When Jonas greeted him, he pulled Marcella out.

"Darya, we're going to have a launch with hopeful people, but don't you want to go? Of course, if you're tired, I'll send you home right away"

"I'm fine, but you've all been drinking today, haven't you?

Most of the crew drank quite a bit. Will I still drink extra from here?

No one was deeply drunk, so maybe it's not enough yet.

By the way, Dalya was crab today more than booze.

Tomorrow morning, I'm so worried about smelling crabs from my body.

"You can think of it as a light dinner rather than a drinking party. And the apple pie in the store I plan to go to tastes pretty good with a rustic flavor"

To Randolph's ingenious invitation, Darya can flaunt her face.

Thus, he decided to go with him to the cafeteria and tavern in the Central District.

Traveling with about forty crew members was an ancient three-story shop.

When we all go up to the third floor, we sit separately at each table as if the place were set.

It's kind of fresh to see the crew in their personal clothes under the warm light of the demon guide lamp.

"Let's say I refrain from drinking today. Dinner with fruit and carbonated water. Ask anyone who wants a drink."

"Shall we toast first?"

Unfortunately, Grato says he still has one job at the Royal Castle.

Same table as Darya's, Griselda across the street took the head of the toast.

"Celebrate the success of your expedition training, cheers!

"Safe for all, cheers!

Each drinks with fruit and carbonated water.

To the words that followed, the back of his chest held him to a crease, and Dahlia mouthed fruit water.

"Wow!"

Drino, who was honking the glass aloud with the crew, slipped his fingers on the wet outside.

I pressed it back into my lap and never dropped the glass, but the fruit water jumped on my face.

"Ugh, it's in my eyes! Somebody lend me a handkerchief."

"Drino, it's in your chest pocket."

"This is the Handkerchief of First Love, so just keep it in your chest pocket. I don't use it, I can't use it."

"Then carry another one with you"

Randolph takes a handkerchief out of his pocket and hands it to him, even though it is light.

Dorino, thanking him, was wiping around his eyes.

"Oh, is Spring finally here, too?"

"Senior Dorino, is" Handkerchief in First Love "from her?

"... from Fabiola, lover of the night and darkness hall."

To Dorino, who answered quietly, the place stopped.

"That's a mass-produced product of" Handkerchief of First Love "..."

"... pathetic..."

A uniformly sympathetic sleigh turned to Drino.

Darya can't see the flow of the story and tilts her neck.

When I saw Wolfe next door afterwards, I was frowning at her thoughts.

When he realizes his gaze, he cuts out the bulk looking bad.

"... people in Hanayashi sometimes give their customers the handkerchief of their first love as a service."

"First love is like a pale dream, isn't it? Male customers are often given around" embroidered handkerchiefs "and female customers" stationery and cheap hair decorations with their own colors ". In the Hanayashi neighborhood, it means' please come back again '."

The knight at the next table taught me pale.

Apparently, the Xiao Dark Hall is the name of the Flower Street store.

But it's the first time I've heard that a gift to someone is different for a man or a woman.

"Sometimes women have stationery."

"When I was in elementary school, it was fashionable (or not) to exchange pens and brush boxes with the person I was dating. Wasn't that when you were Dr. Darya?

I shake my neck sideways to the green-haired young man who asks me with a smile.

"I don't think I did. The ribbons that tie the hair were replaced between the girls."

"Is that Mr. Lucia or something?

"Yeah, I took that ribbon, I went to Irma's, and the three of us braided it."

"Are you ready..."

They imagined themselves with Wolfe wearing ribbons. I laughed fun.

"Drino, it's time for you to look for someone to wear a stoned bracelet?

"I appreciate your words, but right now, I'm happy enough"

Dorino's chest pocket that I gave back to my senior, just a little out of there, a white silk handkerchief.

Slight but visible embroidery is fine, beautiful gold thread.

"... maybe it's something you gave me right"

Then I spilled a small whine.

Perhaps only those at the same table could be heard.

Griselda turned her eyes to herself like she saw a child.

"I know that's what Dr. Dalya would like to think -" Just you, "I'll just say ten worlds"

I know what you're trying to say, so I can't say it back.

"Drino, try not to get into the depths. That's all I'm saying as an elder."

"Yes, I'll remember"

There was no loosening in the blue eyes, which I uttered without objection.

"Speaking of which, Wolframe would have gotten a pile of embroidered handkerchiefs?

"Hey, don't. Dr. Dahlia will be here."

"No, because I never received it"

Wolfe said he would give all the gifts to the house and return whatever the sender could tell.

Unfortunately for the giver, that's the only way to avoid getting into trouble.

"Wolframe, can I make a joke a little bit of an imposition?

"I don't like it when I get there because I've never received it."

"Seriously, not a single one. By and large, you wouldn't get a handkerchief from someone whose face and name don't match, would you? If I knew who sent it, I'd have it sealed and sent home."

"I didn't know you wouldn't take a handkerchief either - Volfredo's surprisingly stiff."

The voice of the surprised senior knight sounds, and his surrounding gaze turns to Wolf.

He looked uncomfortable and saw himself.

It was tough, and Wolfe exhaled shallow as she nodded with her thoughts.

"Still, even without the embroidered handkerchief, you know, there was a lot going on back in college, right? Decorative strings instead of bracelets, Thailand, etc."

I rarely wear engagement bracelets in college.

Even with each other, it's enough to attach yarn-knitted decorative strings to each other.

And then I hear you sometimes put a letter in the name of your socialist behind Thailand.

Wolf would have given a lot of decorative strings and such to a shoebox.

Of course, Darya never gave it to anyone.

"Come on, Wolf, be honest with me about how much you got"

"Normal decorative strings were often in shoeboxes, but I never received them properly or attached them."

"Hmm? Is there a normal decorative string called an 'unusual decorative string'?

"A stone decorative string was also handed a demonic leather bracelet or something. I gave it back on the spot."

"You're a boulder. What is stone on a decorative string? The value is going to be tight."

"The girls must have been dreaming of an engagement bracelet..."

I understood late on Kirk's smug voice.

A stone is dangerous on a decorative string. Wouldn't it be a waste if the strings were broken and dropped - Darya would be ashamed of herself for thinking so.

"Like this, wasn't there a gift for you to remember, not a number or a price?

"... in memory, to remain..."

The crushed voice was oddly rough - I had a very bad feeling about Wolfe, who had been in a coma for a long time.

"Decorative strings and mufflers with braided hair, decorative strings made of hair itself, Thai painted with blood behind my name..."

"Wow... don't forget that in a different way"

"And then there's the glass pendant with hair and nails... oh, I've been trying to attach decorative strings with sleep effects, and I've been nearly wrapped around a muffler of paralyzed imparted demon thread"

"Scared! How much do you risk your life!

"Earliest, harassment or crime, that would be!

A voice resembling a scream rises from the surroundings.

Even if the demon suddenly comes out, you can't raise your voice like this.

"... I'm shaking"

Indeed, it is a most heartbreaking gift.

I imagined the situation in real life and pretended that Dahlia too.

"Wolframe thought I could put what I got into a pawnshop for a luxury trip... that was tough"

"You, that's what you were doing to the woman..."

"I just want to say that it's hard to be a man, but it's really dangerous to get there..."

A magnificent knight spoke out in his voice as he cut into complete sympathy.

"Wolfe, maybe that's what it's been like since you joined the team?

"... less frequently"

"Hey, say that sooner! Talk to me in the squad if there's not much left to do. Don't hold him alone."

"Right. Don't hesitate to talk to us, as we'll handle it as best we can."

Mouthfully said, Wolfe returns her thanks with a slightly troubled face.

"Thank you, let me do that - it's just a bit of a noticeable face, so I think you'll be forgotten if you get a little older"

Wolfe answers with a hopeful observation, but very unlikely to Darya.

But now that we have fairy crystal glasses, he says there's no obstacle to everyday life. Let's change the specifications when we need them and make more additions.

"I don't know, I couldn't even think of the shards when Wolfe was jealous..."

"No, I've had a lot of laughs for a while now... no, I've had a lot of sympathy"

My crew is whispering.

It seems to have improved my understanding of Wolfe, most importantly, but it's starting to get weird.

I want you to seek follow-up or stop looking at yourself next door.

"Did Dr. Dalya embroider a white handkerchief in college?

Darya answered the abrupt but just right switching question.

"Yes, I did embroidery before I went to college"

"That's fast! Did you give" Handkerchief of First Love "to a childhood friend or something?

It hurts more than no evil.

Bad for Kirk, who shines his eyes as if it's a love story, but answer honestly.

"No, it's my father..."

I was ready to be laughed at, but no one laughed.

Instead, I heard some sighs that seemed to be out there. I can't wait.

Then I stared at the glass at hand.

"Dr. Dalya, did you say that the embroidered handkerchief wanted your father?

"No, it's from me. My father said he never got it, so he asked me if I wanted it. I don't think my father could tell me he didn't want it for his little daughter. It's before I went to college."

"I don't think so. Your father would have loved to have received it, wouldn't he?

"Yes, quite."

"I'm sure he was very pleased."

Griselda, who followed me, was sneering.

Speaking of which, I hear Griselda also has a daughter. Maybe he has also gotten it from his daughter.

If my father was happy at all then, I'd be happy with that.

"The embroidered handkerchief my daughter gives me... Even if I have four people, I won't get them..."

"Senior Alfio......"

"No, I'm giving each to my fiancée, so there's nothing wrong with it..." Handkerchief of my first love "or... you never got one... who did my wife give it to..."

Without Alfio diluting with water, pour the otherwise and the distilled liquor into the glass.

I want you to wait, didn't you refrain from drinking today?

But I can't stop it because I pretend we can't all hear it when it comes to questions that no one can answer.

"Don't let the booze smudge your eyes today..."

"I wish I had a daughter too..."

"You were three brothers at your place. Well, even if you have two daughters, when you're old enough, you can only return 'yes' or 'no' if you talk to them..."

"Well, when you go to your daughter-in-law, you won't be able to hear that 'yes' or 'no'..."

The middle-aged knights at the next table are talking to the blubber.

I wonder what makes alcohol stink in my eyes while I'm not drinking. And now, there's a slightly higher amount of booze I've started ordering from the clerk.

"Whatever you say, seniors are good, aren't they married! I don't even have plans to get married."

"I can't have a lover before that. What do you want me to say?

"Spring doesn't come by itself."

At the opposite table, there are young knights who do not look at each other.

When one brought a case of black ale, he began to open the lid to keep standing.

I want you to wait. It turns back, but didn't you refrain from drinking today?

Randolph recommended a plate of roasted chestnuts when he was unable to say anything about how this had happened to the surrounding situation.

With the grilled chestnut in his hand, Dorino looks at himself still as he peels the skin off his unrounded back.

"I remember! Mr. Darya, would you 'sew your back' on Wolfe's undershirt? He's the only one with red armor (scarlet armor) who doesn't have 'back stitches'."

"Gubu."

Neighbor Wolfe flashed.

He was suddenly surprised by the word undershirt.

"'Back Seam', is it?

"Oh. When the kingdom of Ordine was born, there was a lot of fighting with demons and stuff. When I sent the men to the battle, they said they were sewing undershirts or on the back of shirts so they could come back safely. It's like an amulet replacement, and I'm told that having 'back stitches' increases your chances of coming home safely."

"I've never known..."

"It's an old custom. Now even knights don't often go outside in battle."

Apparently, it's been going on for a long time, a battle safety prayer.

Indeed, in Ordine, family and close relatives sometimes embroider their belongings. I read in the book that in nobility it is also handkerchief and accessories.

I wasn't sure what that meant.

"Lately, it's been fashionable as a wish in the squad, and everyone wears red armor (scarlet armor) except Wolfe."

"Wolf can't get home, and he doesn't have any sisters."

"There's no one else I can ask for with this face, because it even has an och that I can't ask someone to do it poorly. I was wondering if you could sew it for Mr. Darya."

"No, that's..."

Wolf coughed shallow again as he tried to stop his friends from speaking.

"Um, can I ask what your 'back sew' looks like?

"It's my wife. I'm having my undershirt sewn with my family crest."

The first person to answer me was Griselda.

"I'm Fabiola's name, and I got four stitches!

"... it's the shop sewer's job."

"Don't tell him..."

Sometimes they say a woman puts her name in it.

It won't be sure about who actually sewed it.

"I have a stitched family name. It was my mother and sister who sewed it. When I came here, they brought me about two dozen."

"Two dozen......"

Back seams seem to be free, including family crests and family names, the names of those who sew and wear them, and one-point marks.

The sewer also goes on to say that he had his family, fiancée, lover, relative, etc. sewn on him.

One more person, '... maid,' raised his voice low, but disappeared with the sound of being slapped on the back several times.

"You don't have a hard decision on 'back sewing', do you? Then I think I can sew it."

"Darya, you don't have to. 'Cause you're busy, and it takes a lot of work... and it's just a bunch of bullshit...'

Neighbor Wolfe has said it in a voice similar to a whisper.

But if the safety rate is going to increase, it can't be too rough not to do it.

"Wolf, I'd like to sew it for you, if you don't mind. Could you lend me a set of undershirts? I'll sew it all up."

"... eh"

A rounded gold stared at himself and blinked only once.

"... thank you, Darya. Take the trouble, please."

I am anxious that Wolf, with his head bowed deep, might have a huge number of undershirts. At that time, let's give it in order from what we sew.

"All right, Wolf! Now you're sure to live long enough!

"Good for you, Senior Wolf!

Drino and the others, who beat Wolfe's shoulder vigorously, went somewhere as they were.

Following that, a large hand was placed on his shoulders.

"Wolfe, you should drink it safely today. If you can't move, I'll send Miss Dahlia myself."

"... Randolph, I don't care if it's honey wine, let's have a drink comparison..."

In the end, they switched on the drinking.

Drino came back with a case of booze. Kirk, who continues, holds the glass together.

Glasses and liquor bottles to be lined up at the table, additional groups of dishes to be ordered.

And I'm kind of relieved by the feeling of the portable hot air heater that starts in a busy fashion, their own private stories - the more relaxed crew members than they were in Kawahara.

Darya also received the amber liquor with a smile.

Two elderly knights were holding silver cups as they watched "Teacher" with the Buzzing Corps.

The contents are not liquor, but warm chicken soup.

"I thought I'd celebrate Wolfe by 'sewing my back' on all my undershirts, but I'm sure the teacher didn't notice."

The knight leaning against the wall narrowed his eyes and snorted his ears next to him.

"Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like your face is' I don't want anyone else to sew it '"

'Back Seam' began to become popular in the squad because of the expedition stove.

The name of Rossetti, carved behind the stove.

It reminded a woman in the early days of the kingdom of an embroidered masterpiece on the back of her shirt when she sent a man to war.

Now and ever, I hope that my loved ones will return safely from the battle, that prayer remains the same.

Those who do that 'back sewing' are intimate - other than family and intimate relatives with whom they go out, naturally, there will be many fiancées and lovers.

The embroidery on the back also means' I want to support your back fighting '.

Wanting to sew all the undershirts can also mean 'wanting to single you out' - Darya probably doesn't have that intention, no, for sure.

The red-haired teacher, with the grilled chestnut in his hand, eagerly listens to the deputy captain's description of the empty bat (Skybat).

"Don't be a little sympathetic. But that's our team's red armor (Scarlet Armor)," Black Reaper "..."

Distracted from Dalya, Wolfe receives alcohol from her friends and drinks it all at once, returning it immediately.

In the operation, it settles calmly. Brave and resolute in battle. There is no disturbance even in booze seats, monkeys when in the Great Sea Serpent (Sea Serpent).

Such a man is now coloring his cheeks with a juvenile look (kao).

Its beautiful red, neither stained with demonic blood nor breathless in battle.

"Yeah, that's the Wolf who finally took off his armor."