- Then we took a private bath after an extraordinarily long bath.

Garnett, left hot and humid, is walking next to me in a relaxed foothold, perhaps with a snarling, carefree grin on his cheek, which he uplifted with rising body temperatures.

"Hey, you've had a blast. I don't think I can tell Sylvia and the others."

"I'm unconscious... I didn't know you'd forget me that far..."

Contrary to the pleasant Garnett, I was struck by self-loathing that could never be said of anyone else.

It's not like I didn't like what happened earlier. I didn't say no. Neither did (...) this (...) and (...) after (...) the exchange in the washroom.

It's just that I was stunned by myself for not being able to contain the emotions that sprang up.

"I've had an invaluable experience. I don't think I've ever seen a man's body in a mattomo before."

"Never tell another guy...?

"That's why I can't say. Explain it to me."

"I hope so. I mean, you, your face is so loose, it's like when a (...) l (...) ma (...)"

- You're just a beautiful girl, the expression was also on my mind as a candidate, but that's just what I kept as an obsolescence.

"Are you serious? Yabe, no."

Garnett rubbed his loose cheeks with his own hands and began to try to make an invincible look as usual.

By the way, me and Garnett haven't looked at each other at all during this series of interactions.

I just checked my side by side to see what my face was like.

Because they felt strange about each other because of what happened earlier, and they couldn't look them in the eye.

As far as Garnett was concerned, I just stumbled upon my eyes when I left the bathroom and turned my face bright red.

In my case, is it because of the awkwardness and guilt that self-control raised the sound, and in Garnett's case, is it still due to year-to-year shame?

That's why the older me had to hold on.

Because you're not young enough to have hair on the boy to leave everything to momentum.

"... hehe"

Efforts are vain and Garnet's cheeks loosen up once again.

Looks like you should go straight home today.

If I walked around in this state, I might get an unexpected misunderstanding.

With an indescribable sense of air, I left the area where the bath was located and went back to the entrance and around the dining room, where I just bowled in with the person I was looking for during the day.

"Oh, isn't this Garnet to Lord Luke?"

"Sakura!? What, that's a coincidence..."

"Isn't that an odd encounter, Sakura? Where have you been and what have you been doing?

"I just got back from a request. Sylvia told me that Lord Luke and the others were returning, so I thought I'd say hello tomorrow."

When I got back to Green Hollow, I hadn't been able to say hello to Sakura alone yet, so it's true I've been looking for you.

But I can't believe we're going to be face-to-face at this time.

"When I heard about it, I thought you were on the ground getting a request. What kind of work was that?

"Oh, sure, as far as I can answer that. Confidentiality and everything."

"I don't mind. I just didn't bother to report it to anyone else, because it wasn't a particularly demanding request."

Demands received by adventurers are often subject to confidentiality, but to that extent, they are on a case-by-case basis.

In the most extreme cases, the facts requested may themselves be useless.

I can't apply for anonymous or conditional non-public requests except for the Royal Palace or the Knights, but I can keep it a secret which adventurer got the request.

However, it should also be stated in advance as a condition of request, and most often as a reward multiplier.

Because the adventurer's position is to reveal that he 'once made such a request' because it leads to an appeal to his own strength and ability to accomplish the request.

The obligation of confidentiality in a slightly more general case is an arrangement whereby it is okay to reveal from whom any request has been received, but not to divulge any information seen or heard during the execution of the request.

This is a standard (standard) condition for guilds as well, so there is no particular reward price increase.

There are other conditions involved in confidentiality, such as having to keep the very facts of acceptance secret during performance, but when you're done, you can reveal them indefinitely, or you can present information to each other if you're an adventurer.

Because it is truly case-by-case, it cannot be said that this is generally the case.

"Actually, an old man teaching martial arts to kids in town fell ill, so he asked me to act on his behalf until he recovered"

And the request that Sakura is receiving seems to have been a loose condition around it.

"The old man teaches western swordsmanship, and my moves are completely discretionary oriental swordsmanship, so it's a job to the extent of keeping an eye on the kids' voluntary workouts to ensure their safety."

"Heh, some people like that. Are you famous?

"No, you said you were just teaching a few kids at the garden end of your home and that you were just a hobby in old age too"

Sakura said the old man fell ill last night and immediately sent out a request to the Alliance House to recruit deputies for him the next morning - that is, the flow that Sakura received the request this morning.

That's when I immediately went to the crime scene and started working, so no one I knew knew knew knew knew where Sakura was.

"But just so you know, Sylvia seemed to know about your old man. When I explained this earlier, I was surprised that it was important for him to get sick."

"He's got a big face."

This spring the Young Leaf Pavilion is the best inn in town and opens the dining room besides guests.

Because she's such a billboard girl, Sylvia is known for her face by a lot of people in town, and Sylvia, on the contrary, knows many residents.

"Because of this, why don't you teach Eastern swordsmanship, too?

"I have not yet reached the realm of teaching. Besides, my surgical theory assumes the combined use of [shrinkage] in half. Teaching others is very, very..."

Sakura shook her head beside her in embarrassment with a troubled face.

And as if trying to change the subject forcefully, you've turned your face to my ear and cast a question in a completely different direction.

"... by the way, isn't something wrong with Garnett?

"Uh... maybe, but I guess there was something to be glad about. I don't know much about it, but really..."