Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic (WEB Version)

"I'm interrupting, Beat"

"Was the Viscount here? Welcome."

Entering the mansion, Viscount Dantes-Weisman was lenient about the Viscount in the living room. The outfit is a sturdy leather jacket with a side traveler style called trousers. Everyone stands in alignment across from it. Looks like you handled it while I was gone.

I also have a reception room for visitors, but living room, not that way, probably means private (private), not official (official) visits. There's no way Cristella could have made that mistake. So I'm not official either, it's a private shattered response.

Hip across from the Viscount's sitting couch. Sister Jasmine is next to the Viscount. Soon Luca will brew and bring me and sister Jasmine's share of tea. Is it fruit-based herbal tea today? The aroma and taste are as sweet as apricot.

"You live at home, not at the Lordship Hall. You're not moving over there?

"Um, it's okay to be big over there, but you're not comfortable feeling like someone else's house. It's easier to go for a walk."

Almost in the center of the city, behind the Adventurer's Guild, is the Lordship Hall where the Earl of Dorton used to live. Suitable for the Count's residence, the garden and mansion are quite large. The Count's transfer has left me empty, but once it's done, it means the Lords' residence, so if it's true, I have to live there, too. But I have a proper home in this city, so I live here without moving. There are hot springs here, too.

Easy to go for a walk because the South Gate is nearby. It's our daily routine every morning to take Woo, Tarosiro and Pea to the Great Forest and the Dark Forest, so it's more convenient this way to get out of the city. Walking around the city with demons doesn't necessarily mean there aren't people scared or attacked.

There have been more new faces, especially lately, and disturbances are likely to occur. I'm done paying back for being attacked, but as a deputy, I can't take an active case. It's a hassle. In the end, it will mean that this is the best place out of town.

"You're staying in Dorton today, aren't you? Because the guest rooms at the Lords' Palace are always available. Anya, I'm sorry, but I need you to arrange this in the Adventurer's Guild."

"Uh, that's it, can I stay here today? I've got a lot to talk about."

"I don't mind that... you're using a better bed over there, right?

"But there's no hot springs over there, is there?

The Viscount laughs niggly. I see, you mean a secret story just about a man.

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From where can I hear the sound of "Capone," which is a bath SE. No, seriously, where are you from? What noise? Nobody touched the bucket, did they? A mystery.

"Ugh! Viscount's back, too big!

"Ha, when you get older, your body hardens. I can't get my hands around my back. It's pretty good to have someone wash it."

"My husband's back, it's Subesbe."

"I'll wash Basil's back later."

"Afraid,. Asking your husband to wash you feels good, so"

In a semi-open hot spring at home with only a roof and a hedge, the Viscount, me and Basil are washing their backs in turn. It's usually a mixed bath, but it's just a guy today. Not until just when you have a customer, huh?

At first we all sat in a bath chair, but the Viscount's back was too big, and I'm standing and washing along the way. Too much magic. What's this broad spine, auga, that's going to make me laugh? I'm not getting old and stiff, but I definitely think it's too muscular to arrive. It's this amount of meat. What kind of abdominal muscle is that? You want me to worship you? I wouldn't even say Golimaccio, either, but I hope you can be as fine a macho as you are!

Because I'm standing, Basil's in the middle of nowhere. Do you reflect your personality or are you gentle and polite with your hands? I'm much tougher than I look, so I'm fine with being more violent.

Carefully wash the Viscount's back and flush the soap bubbles. Um, perfect. In the light of the magic props, the sunburned red skin is as brilliant as it has been oiled. There is no waste hair at all. Is all the nutrition taken by the muscles? I'm worried about balding in the future. Bald Golimaccio is too scary.

If you wash yourself in the front and send the Viscount out to the hot tub, basil is next. There seems to be a problem with my husband flushing his servant's back, but it doesn't matter because we're just kids. I mean, it's my husband's job to wash his crocodile's body.

Is it characteristic of a canine beast man, Basil's back is pretty hairy. Even so, instead of thick, thick body hair, it feels like hair spawning along the spine is sawa sawa. They feel good when I wash you to scratch along the flow of hair. Sometimes, my spine is stretched pearly.

After carefully flushing the basil bubbles, I wash the front of my body and then soak myself in the hot tub. Next to the Viscount. Basil is distracted and sitting back a little further away from us.

The winter cloudy evening sky, visible from between the roof and the walls, is already dark. The two of us look up at that black-grey sky for a while.

"... it's about Jasmine"

"Yeah."

The Viscount spoke out in a serene voice, dissolved in rising hot air.

"There would have been a graduation party in September, wouldn't there?

"Oh, yeah. You sent him away."

"Meet the school courtesy teacher then."

"Yeah."

"Not very much, but I was told I couldn't let my aristocratic daughter-in-law keep me this way"

"Blah!"

When I was surprised and humbled, I slipped and soaked myself in water to my nose. It's like a cont while I'm at it. And of Showa.

"Regardless of the scholastic and athletic relationship, they say courtesy is deadly"

"Uh, I think I know"

It's been a big mess for a long time. It's the kind of nuisance that throws away even when you realize it, like the meticulous concern you put inside the motion. The food was deadly, too. It was a mysterious object mass production device.

Blah, normal aristocratic daughters have no problem if they can only be polite. Academics and sports are second to third. Jasmine sister's reverse.

Well, you've long publicly stated that where you aspire, you're an adventurer like a Viscount. I guess I truncated my manners as a result of my own roundabout choices. When I threw it away, I threw away something that didn't work.

The Viscount's eyes stare at the distant sky. As a parent, I'm happy to be an ant, as a nobleman, I'm sad to be an ant... something like that? She's my only daughter, and it would be a hard spot not to hit hard.

"As a matter of fact, there was talk of friendship coming from several Count and Viscount houses, but I was told to turn it all down because I knew it would be a problem later. In a normal aristocrat, it would be impossible to accept an array. Excuse me, it's nice to meet you."

"Yeah, I'm fine. That's what I've been talking about."

The Viscount is a medal in the war ahead. A lot of places would want to have a connection if you were a militant house. But by the way, houses like that are polite and have a strong trend of female contempt. "A woman only has to protect her house," if sister Jasmine marries her at home, it would only be a seed for rubbing.

"I'm sorry. There's a lot of talk coming to you, too, isn't there? I don't care if my wife is in the side room."

"What? No, not at all? You haven't even come to talk to me, have you?

"Huh? That shouldn't be... No, I see. Is His Majesty moving behind it? Probably the Marquis too."

The king is blocking my conversation? Oh, you mean to keep me from being taken in by the aristocrats? As a king, you want to keep your fringe with the Viscount strong and incorporated into the royalty. Because the Viscount seems to be dealing with a heavy royalist town.

Is the Marquis the home of Christella? This one is neutral. You would have the soul gall to take it into your own faction on the fringe with Cristella. You're turning your hands so they don't give you any extra handouts, right? There seems to be some sort of approach.

Both of them are hard work for me.

"I wish I could leave you alone as a grown lad"

"He who knows what you did in the battle ahead and what you did in Ende knows. Some of them want to take it in. Especially if they're fallen aristocrats."

"A power struggle? That's kind of a pain in the ass. If I could just relax and have an adventure, that would be enough."

"That's the fate of the powerful. We just have to be able to recieve it well."

As always, the Viscount spills looking far away. Is that the way the Viscount came? I have a real feeling about it.

The distorted moon visible from the gap between the clouds felt strangely yellow and glowing.

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The hot springs were very noisy after we left. Because it was a bath for the women. Three women would say it would be fornicating, but being more than triple was a noise that wasn't quite there.

Something seemed to make my anger fly, but when they came up, they all smiled. No, Kikka and Samantha's smile was convulsing. I guess I got some sort of ranking. I don't know anything. You better not know, I'm sure.

And the mysterious bath SE (Capone) was still ringing several times too. No, seriously, what are you talking about? Magic?