My 【Repair】Skill Became an Almighty Cheat Skill, So I Thought I’d Open Up a Weapon Shop

- I'm sure it's not my mistake to feel like we've been having all these meetings here lately.

Survival of an ancient magical civilization lurking in the third tier of the dungeon "Ark of Elements" - those who abandoned human flesh and dwelt their souls in dolls, Agate Lamb, making it a leaping misrill trafficking organization on earth.

The armies of the Kingdom of Westland and the Demon King Gandalf were to enter into a temporary (when) co-belligerent relationship on the sole ground that they identified Agate Lamb as their enemy.

Operation against Agate Lamb, presented by Gandalf.

It seemed to go from the second tier to the third tier using a path from the fourth tier they did not know and sending the Allied forces of their destiny to the third tier.

In words, it's simple, but to do so, we're going to need a huge amount of under-reading anyway.

Not only do we secure access routes and means of mobility, but the selection and training of personnel responsible for manoeuvres, and even the procurement of budgets and supplies, and what needs to be done is like a mountain.

If I were an adventurer, I would have thrown a round at the highest-ranking people, but I now fall into the latter category one way or another.

As a result, the adventurers who participated in the operation threw a whole lot of trouble at them, and they were chased to meetings and mediation as they did every day.

"… let us now decide that the selection of the members involved in the break-in operation is the subject of this decision in the above terms"

Florence, the Alliance Branch Manager, hangs today's meeting to wrap it up with a hospitable face.

She has also had a busy time as the person responsible, so I guess she can't help but be glad that one of them finally came to fruition.

Of course I feel the same way.

I was given a hard time selecting members for Operation Yang.

You can't possibly not feel accomplished that it's been cleaned up.

"Good luck to Captain Luke, too. Thank you for allowing Sir Ulysses to participate in the operation. I think that ship will be a big help to the operation."

"No, because his participation in the operation was his own hope. I'm sorry that the Director of the Florence Branch has left the selection of adventurers almost at your disposal"

Me and Florence have been friends since we were young adventurers, but we interact in a manner commensurate with each other's titles on the conference floor.

White Wolf Knights Commander and Adventurer Guild Hollow Bottom Branch Manager.

It is a position where we have to take on the heart of each other's operations, whether we want it or not.

"Let's call it dissolution for today. The date of the next meeting is -"

"Hey, tired."

As he cut up the meeting and headed to the dining room, Garnett, who had taken his seat earlier, left his weight behind the back of the chair and waved flickering.

There are traces on the table of finishing the meal all the way, and there is a girl about ten years old in the seat across the street - Lisa, Florence's daughter, sitting in a clear face and behaving.

While Florence and I were at the meeting, I asked Garnett to keep an eye on Lisa.

"Thank you, Mr. Garnett. Was Lisa being a good girl?

"Well. It was a big deal. The White Wolf's are going to eat about as much as rice."

Garnett invites us to the table.

Lisa's expression looked a little softer when her mother, Florence, sat next to her.

"Welcome, Mr. Luke"

Sylvia came to pick up the order with a full smile, as if she had foreseen me and Florence sitting in a chair.

The dining room is like a branch of the Spring Pavilion, and employees of the main building, including Sylvia, often come to help.

"We'll have a daily lunch for two for now. And two Belize cake sets, please. Pass the cake to these two."

"What, okay?

Makes Lisa's eyes shine with surprise.

Cake sets are a popular menu for Spring Young Leaf Pavilion, but just a set of tea and cake will be enough to get you a little lunch.

Sugar comes from the South, tea is a substitute that is not available other than importing from the East, and it is really more expensive than other preferences.

However, even this was a long time ago - it was significantly cheaper than when we were kids.

Anyway, for a girl like Lisa, the cake set is something she wants to eat at any time, but not at any time.

And then another one.

A little older than Lisa, the girl also looked like she was leaping her chest into the sweetness of a long time.

"No, it's been a long time since the Young Leaf Pavilion cake..." said Belize Cake? Not fruitcake? Hey, is that a new menu?

"Yes. I've used a lot of berries harvested in nearby towns. Fresh picked, not dried fruit."

"Strawberry, cranberry. You've been trying everything."

Garnett doesn't even hide her voice playing, poking a cheek wand at the table and laughing.

You're forgetting the assumption that you're faking your gender... what a worry.

Laughing is too bold, and from a third party who doesn't know what's going on, he's only going to look like a rough pretty boy who loves sweets.

Well, even if I told him that in person, he just insists that I don't like anything else sweet.

"... Am I? Is there anything on my face?

"If you insist, brown sauce next to your mouth. Lunch was meat."

"Yabe."

Garnett licks the sauce out of his tongue and throws his gaze in the right direction with an unfamiliar face.

The trick seemed strangely adorable, and I accidentally overflowed with a smile and was stared at by the garnet.