My 【Repair】Skill Became an Almighty Cheat Skill, So I Thought I’d Open Up a Weapon Shop
Episode 271: If the three of you come by, how dare you?
That night, we all decided to grab dinner at the Spring Leaf Pavilion.
Together with the thanks for taking the time to help me clean up the holidays, I'm going to pay for dinner tonight in the name of the White Wolf store.
Of course Sylvia was with us, and today she was to enjoy her meal as one of her guests, not as an inn billboard daughter.
Everyone orders their favorite dishes thoughtfully and has some alcohol brought.
There are few variations compared to the taverns co-located in the Alliance House, but it's not a banquet to get drunk, so it's enough to add some luxury to the meal.
That's how we all cheered at ease as we ate, Erica talked to Sakura casually as she kept her weight on the back of the chair and draped her long, fluffy brown hair back.
"By the way, Melissa and Nagi, who work at home a lot, know Sakura."
"Mmm... Nagi and I are on a rotten edge that goes on from home. The length of your relationship with Melissa is no different than yours."
Sakura seemed to be pouring enough at a good pace to be less resistant to alcohol (alcohol), as opposed to Erica, who didn't seem to put much alcohol in it.
They both behave in a vegan, cluttered (rough) manner, unlike when they usually deal with me.
It is proof that the atmosphere at work is loose and relaxing.
Erica largely moved her center of gravity forward and continued to ask questions in a whispering voice, shallow and glaring toward Sakura.
"Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Are those guys dating?
"Come on, what do you say? I don't mean to be spoiled, but I'm not very close. I don't know if you're interested in that sort of thing."
"Hmm, Melissa's is so easy to understand as to look and pull... you don't have that hand feeling in a nagi, do you?
"Nope! I don't even have this look!
Sakura laughed off Erica's speculation with all her might.
Sylvia also sticks her neck in from the side to the chatter of the erotic shanty tangle that suddenly began.
"Speaking of Melissa, you're very wary about Sakura, aren't you? If you're not interested, why don't we just make it clear to you for once?
"Alert? What are you talking about?
"Huh?... Sakura, I didn't realize that"
Sakura reacted with what had to be described as dull, and Sylvia added an explanation in a half-hearted manner.
"Melissa, I suspect Sakura and Nagi are close because of the taste."
"What!? Why on earth would you do that... there are so many amazing places to live..."
"That's right. It's pretty harrowing when you're talking, from the side."
"... no, no, wait, wait... where was that uninterrupted misleading factor..."
It seemed like incredible information about water in his bedear to him, but that's exactly what I noticed, too.
Or so much so that I couldn't help but be surprised, just like Sylvia, that Sakura had no consciousness at all.
It made it harder to talk to Sakura holding her head with her elbow poked at the table, or Erica, a drunken addition and subtraction, switched the spearhead of the chatter to Leila.
"Hmm, does that feel like going well with Mr. Travis?
…… Kaho! Ha...!? What are you talking about!
"If you thought I was deluding you with that, you'd be a little surprised the other way around, me."
Leila looking back here quickly.
I could understand it was a silent pursuit of whether you talked (rose), so I shook my neck sideways, aligned with Garnett.
That was totally just plain to see your reaction and facial changes.
When I met Travis directly in the face, I was as suspicious as I really was going to keep it hidden.
So we have absolutely nothing to do with this.
"... well, what about you like that? There's no sign of that at all."
"Huh? Ah... I am. Well, that's quite..."
A ruthless cross spear of childhood taming (Sylvia) is protruded against Erica, who has been blatantly deluded.
"Hmm, how many years ago was the last time Erica felt good with a boy? Cyril, when you were seven? Or Linus when I was nine..."
"Hey, you!
"Haha. Aren't you Erica at all?"
"Does Sylvia have to be a cunt to talk about someone else?!?
"Don't worry. Because I'm a woman who lives at work."
Erica rushes to the exact fatality.
Sylvia listens to it flatly with a white attitude.
Watching teenage girls cheer from the side this way makes me wonder if the urban women's college pull teacher is in this mood.
No, well, I don't suppose a bunch of kids like you who go to college for women would drink like this, even if it's legal.
"Damn, I'm in love. Don't you ever get tired of talking about swelling?"
Garnett shrugged next to me.
It wouldn't be weird if this guy was in that ring either, but he doesn't seem very interested.
The influence of growing up in the Knights of Man's Belt for a long time after all...... no wait, the opposite would be the topic of heterosexuality in a male belt with all the young people.
By adventurer's standards, chatter lewd was normal, like who these guys preferred or were just cute, or even a stepped in story that couldn't be made to sound very heterosexual.
Then maybe it's just about Garnett's personal preference.
"Adventurers are similar when they get together with guys. Don't you like talking about these hands?"
Ask again with words to the effect that...
"Well. Before I got here, if they weren't at work without their bosses, they'd be thrilled to talk about women. I'm not interested, so I was just pulling it up when we talked about it."
Oh, well. You're right if you ask me.
Garnett, who is only a girl in her personality, is determined to be fun and irrelevant where she hides her gender and mixes it with that kind of topic between young knights.
"Temehe can do it, can't he? I'm bragging about a woman I fell in love with."
"... give me a break"
I laugh niggly as Garnett looks up at me on the side.
The next moment, Alexia was amazingly agile and stuffed from the opposite side of Garnett into my neighbor's seat.
"What, what!? Luke, who has a reputation for being shabby since he was thirty road ahead, finally!?
"Is there a reason? Stay away from me because it's hot and painful. And don't sneak up on me."
One hand pushes back Alexia the sneaky laugh and Noir's head, which was sneaking up from behind.
"What does a good adult over twenty do? If you want to talk about that hand, why don't you get mixed up over there?
"Hey, I just got barometric pressure from a youthful aura. I was wondering if you'd be easier to flirt with anyway... oh, that hurts, that hurts. I'm sorry. It hurts."
I sigh at the fact that I lied again as I put my strength into the hand that grabbed Alexia's face.
If you cut out 'Actually...' on this occasion, it's obvious that even if you were hiding the other person's identity, it would be a huge fuss.
Still, one day - I couldn't help wishing that from my heart.