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

"Welcome back, Alphazle. Where the hell were you eating roadgrass today?"

"Bad, bad. The club caught me."

"I see. It's a long story, those people."

Compared to just now, the expression and voice color of the dazzling Japanese woman (Kagahime) have increased by a few percent, increasing the brightness.

What a palpable change in reaction.

Soon after, Ayle is also getting mixed up in the conversation, talking to the alphazzle with the kind of momentum that takes away the person he talks to.

But the alphazle of the day held such a good grip on the reins of the two, and shifted the subject without being pushed away by the momentum of the girls.

"- By the way, didn't you have something for us?

The only gaze in the left eye of the alphazzle captures me without hesitation.

I'm supposed to be a stranger to this alphazzle, but at a time when I'm sitting side by side with Ayle and the dazzling lady and holding the same drink, it's obvious I'm not a totally irrelevant guest.

"Yes, yes! Actually..."

Ayle briefly describes a series of events.

From their point of view, it's not just a situation we got into, it's just that we found a child with amnesia, so we brought him in.

During the course of the explanation, I insignificantly glanced around and observed facades other than the alphazle.

From what I've seen, the other three don't seem to be turning their attention to this one.

It should be said that you are not aware rather than indifferent.

Eil and the dazzling Nippon obsessed with the alphazle because it's probably the usual thing, so there's no point in turning attention, and then my presence has been overlooked.

Evaldi, the dwarf, demands alcohol from the store owner Fraxinus and is refused to serve it from daytime.

The young Gandalf then sat down in a slightly distant seat and glanced at the newspaper (Gazette) with a grumpy face.

Not that anything offended me, but I'm sure this is the normal Gandalf of this era.

Just then, the ingenuity that was playing the music began to murmur about whether it had come to malaise, and Evaldi began to dazzle the ingenuity to his hands with a natural attitude.

"I see, you have amnesia. That's tough."

"Can't you tell by the cause or 'right eye'?

"I don't care if it's caused by magic, but if it's usually caused by injury or illness, you're in good hands. That's what doctors do."

Alphazle said so, shifting the leather black eyelids covering his right eye, revealing the right eye that was covered and hidden.

Surprisingly, it was a normal eye.

I'm not losing my shape as an eyeball like my 'right eye', only the part of my eye has a blue magic glow.

"... there's no sign of any particular magic being used. Maybe it's weird when I say normal... but it doesn't look like someone intentionally took away memories or anything"

"Really? Then perhaps you should have taken him to the doctor (chatter). Are you going to be around the police?"

"I don't think we can solve this for them, but maybe we should talk about it. It would be troublesome if we could hang up on strange suspicions later."

From their exchanges, I guess the police (Kaysatsu) are the institutions responsible for policing and criminal investigations, like the Knights of the Silver Wings.

But they never seem to put their full breadth of trust.

Well, if not, maybe we won't have a bounty hunter or something.

"Anyway, why don't we just belly up first? Because of this, I'm going to take your share. You don't even have a match, do you?

"Oh, thank you, thank you"

Seems to have decided how to handle me for one second, and Alphazle orders the right snacks for Fraxinus.

An employee woman passes behind it and distributes a hot, black drink to a Gandalf table.

If I looked at the counter, I would have done my hand on a mustache that I had accumulated firmly, whilst Evaldi played the music with the skill.

"Phew, that's more of a transmission (starch) problem than a machine malfunction. If there's a glitch in the wave tower, you can't reach me or the nameless."

"Hey Evaldi! Are you still reading by that name?

"Every way you call it would be nicknamed. Same. Same."

Ayle bites at what Evaldi called an alphazur nameless (nameless).

But Evaldi seemed to care less from the bottom of his heart, and the alphazzle of the day also looked at the exchange with a laugh.

I heard the alphazles weren't even sure of their real names, and they were given numerous callings by their surroundings, but the reaction of their peers to them is quite a fresh impression.

- Seeing it this way, the presence of the people in front of him and contemporary him (...) et al. (...) was not readily linked.

Especially since Ayle's change in humanity is considerable, he realizes that he cannot escape the effects of so many years when it comes to elves of long-lived species.

"Whoa, yeah. I didn't hear your name. [M] I... well, there are a lot of ways to be called, but lately..."

At that moment, suddenly the world stood still.

The music flowing from the ingenuity stopped, and the cold air drifting from somewhere disappeared.

Ayle stops moving as he embarks himself on the counter, Evaldi doesn't even move from where he opened the clever back lid, and Gandalf doesn't leave the white cup tilted and slightly motionless.

The beverage that Fraxinus was about to pour into the cup was stitched into the air in a wave splash-like fashion, and the dazzling lady who was about to receive it did not even fall with her legs off the floor in the middle of a small run.

It's like the first time I visited the world of memory (because of this).

"hey... how can you be like this again..."

Lose words to an anomaly without any foretaste.

The situation I had anticipated at the first point, while still having a much more lively sight to date, strikes me with an extra big shock.

But there was only one person in the still world, someone besides me, who remained conscious.

"Long time no see, Luke"

A calm voice color, as if it were someone else, emanates from the mouth of the alphazule in front of you.

The magic that made the eyes glow blue prolongs the entire right eye, swallows the orbit, and the flames of blue magic also overflow from the cracks that ran around the orbit.

A gaze with the same light as the "right eye of wisdom" I know - I still retained my youthful flesh, but the presence that looked at me from the front was beyond doubt nothing more than that incredible old man.