Ten days have passed since I came to the city of Strahl.

At first I took a three-day break, but then I spend the week doing a good offices job for Gaddles.

"Mmm... Huh, mmm"

I woke up scrubbing my eyes into the morning light as it slipped through the window.

In the work that is mediated as the first floor, it is full because it earns the cost of living for the day. I don't have time to be on vacation.

If you make a request like chores today, you won't even remember the cost of the inn.

"Gaddles is telling me about the inn bill."

Gaddles has shown me the generosity of exempting me from the cost of the inn, also on the aspect of keeping Lyell's daughter.

But that's not a very good suggestion for Michelle or Cloud, who aspires to be an adventurer.

Of course, it's a good story to be able to afford financially, but then it's hard to say that I'm independent.

Pulling open the window curtain, I started dressing from my bedtime clothes.

Shirt and skirt with thick fabric. Wear knee-length socks.

While biting the stretch to death, he gets dressed and wears protective gear. So I faced a problem I couldn't see.

"Mm...?

The belt to secure the bust could not be properly fastened.

He wears a waist sword band first as his face turns pale wondering if he has gained weight for a moment.

This one could be equipped without any problems. Apparently, he didn't get fat.

"Then you grew up again..."

The growing body keeps changing every day. I hear my breasts are one step closer to Maria again.

I know it's supposed to be a delight, but it's a subtle growth for me.

And not being able to equip the breastplate can be troublesome.

"Just adjusting the belt, so it's not that much of a problem."

Our current earning is five pieces of silver a day.

And I pay three silver coins for the inn every day. Including food costs, it's best to make savings on a single piece of silver coin.

And then, after a little extravaganza, it blows up instantly.

Michelle and the cloud, especially with the cost of food, are situations where she lives a cuttlefish every day.

When it comes to going to the weapons store to adjust the armor in this situation, it's pretty harsh on the nostalgia.

"Well, some savings I brought out of Raum. Come on."

Assuming that happens, we've been saving since we were young.

But I can't stay in deficit forever. But the work Gaddles comes to mediate in makes less money with all the stuff in the city.

The day will not be so far away that this will dry up.

"I don't know if I'm gonna get my hands on it."

Just put on your sword belt for now and leave the room.

I woke up a little early today, so neither Michelle nor Cloud seemed to be awake yet.

Our room is situated at the penetration upstairs, with Finia next to me and Michelle's room across the hall.

Michelle's next door is the cloud room.

Down the stairs, going to the hall on the first floor, Gaddles was reading some letters at the counter.

"Morning, Gaddles"

"Ooh!? Nicole."

"What's the matter, are you surprised?

"Yes, no... nothing"

When I tilt my neck and ask, I deny it in a strange hurry.

He noticed the change in this outfit as he nostalgized for the letter.

"Oh my God, you're not armed... it's not like that. But what happened to the armor?

"Hmm, I'm a little out of size. Around the chest or something."

"Buffoo!"

Hearing my reply, Gaddles coughed strangely.

It's a cough like a failed attempt to endure. You even caught a cold?

"Well, you guys are growing up. That would happen."

"So, I'd like to put it out for adjustment, but I figured I'd have the money"

"Hmm, did you think you'd look sweet just because the rush made your job a success for a week?

"I don't think at all. Gaddles, because you're stubborn."

"You know what I mean. I'd like to train for a while now, but is it a good time to get along?"

"Hmm?"

Gaddles took one piece of paperwork out from under the counter as he exhaled one loud.

I'll give it to you before me.

"What's this?

"It's a letter of recommendation for second-degree promotion to the Alliance. We met in this city when we sold some faces, and it's time to raise the ranks."

"Give me your face... oh well"

So I finally realized what Gaddles thought.

The jobs we've had over the past week are mostly like chores.

Beginning with the repair of the roof of the warehouse, it is just a job far from adventure: hauling luggage, cleaning streets, repairing city walls, etc.

Thanks to this, however, it was being favourably received by the people of the city.

Gaddles has apparently assigned that kind of work, giving priority to familiarizing himself with the city first.

We, especially me, are in a very subtle position: Lyell and Maria's daughter.

This can give the evil impression of a bonbong that wears a cushion of parental authority.

So I guess he made it a priority to start with the fine work and get better reception around him, so to speak, and he produced us.

"Thank you for your attention."

"Mm, uhh... ooh"

He thanked me and Gaddles had a subtle look on his face.

Something is different compared to yesterday. That's what I felt, and when I tried to question him, Michelle ran down from upstairs.

"Wow. Nicole, I'm lending you money!

"Hey, what's up?

It's never happened before that Michelle would be heartless about money.

If you look closely, the chest of her clothes is torn. For a moment I thought the cloud had worked lawlessly, but apparently things were different.

In the meantime, I decided to ask what was going on while I was eating.