Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

Port town be io.

Like Luxeria and Liswadia, it is a port town belonging to the Claria region, a city that flourished in fishing and luck.

Due to trading with the rest of the world in the shipping industry, there is also a wide variety of shapes of city buildings, and the appearance of western-style brick buildings and Japanese-style wooden houses standing side by side is somewhere reminiscent of Earth's Japan.

I think it's heretical in different worlds.

"Even so... I don't see a cat ear or fox ear sister"

Since we arrived in Be Io, but we don't meet women with cat ears or fox ears. No, I don't even meet a bastard.

And I don't know what to say instead, but the dog ear stands out.

With a dog girl with a sauce ear, a wolf-like tung, and a woman with a standing dog ear?

"Obviously, you're a dog ear system person."

No, you like dog ears too, don't you? I like it... but I was expecting cat ears and fox ears. As far as I'm concerned, it feels a little bit like shoulder blush.

"And yet my gaze never leaves the woman on the road. It's a boulder, Mr. Yashiro."

"Well."

I don't dare ask what the boulder is. I don't want to hear it.

Now, the three of us headed to Mr. Vaudan's house, enduring the monstrous mood, as we listened to the people of the city.

Not only did I hear about Mr. Vaudan's house, but also about the kidnapped Centaurs.

As a result, we found out where Mr. Vaudan's house was.

However,

"Without sightings, I'm pretty sure I carried a lot of them in a wagon or something..."

I walked quite extensively and listened, but the sightings of Centaur were not good enough to say at all.

"Worst case scenario, you have to think about the possibility that 'the competition is over' already"

"... cum"

When Bernadette squeals so, Couchet grips his fist with regret.

"... it's too early to give up. Mr. Vaudan, let's go to the house and ask. You know more about the city than most people do."

Bernadette nodded at my words, and Couchet nodded reluctantly, even as he taunted me.

I don't like humans thoroughly.... Oh, it's not like you don't like me!?

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You're an absolute relative, Mr. Vaudan.

When I arrived at Mr. Vaudan's house, it was the first voice in my heart.

In a nutshell, it's a "mansion," but what's unusual is that there's a big western hall just beyond the iron fence.

The building in front is probably like an "office". Men in black suits and dreadful men in kimonos wander around.

And

"... you look amazing"

"Oh."

He seems to be wary as much as he wants, and the gaze of the 'clerks' was directed at us earlier.

That's not a sight to explore either.

"Did you take my life?"

But it's such a glimpse of hostility.

If it's sharp, Coochet wins, but the clerks are far better off.

"There's no such thing as killing Mr. Vordan just by asking him, right?

"Well, it's not a boulder."

It won't be such a fuss if you come here and leave your neck behind.... maybe.

"... oh, man, bravery! I'm gonna hit it and smash it!

"Ooh! That Mr. Yashiro is very manly!... What is it? This palm thrust out at me. I'm moving something exciting, but what kind of gesture is this?

"Have the courage to take a step forward on me. Specifically, if you let me rub it, I'll do my best."

"Choose between a flat hand on your cheek or a bullet on your head"

No, it's too risky for one of the two habits. I'll go flat without hesitation.

Well, I didn't like the pain, so I couldn't help but reach down.

Even so, "Have the courage to take a step forward on me". My own words, but not quite good? Especially when it feels like it's going to be picked up with a quote book or something.

"Then I'm coming."

"This was my last word with Yashiro…"

"Don't put in a narration like I'm dying!

When I slapped Bernadette in the chest, I walked toward Mr. Vaudan's house with a couchet pointing my gaze at me as if to see a pig in a pig farm, and Bernadette yelling at me when I was slapped and teared.

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In conclusion, I never met with Mr. Vaudan. Because I got paid in front of the door in an office that stood as if it were a lockup.

Uncle at the reception (a tough-faced werewolf with an eyelid in his right eye) said that Mr. Vaudan was busy and he shouldn't be allowed to meet with a guy with even more incompetent qualities.

He didn't believe me when I told him I had come to deliver the bell, showing him the bell I had received from the Dean of the College in Liswadia, and eventually my uncles forced me out of the other room.

... I don't know about killing or anything, but I'm scared of you. I honestly thought it was Tibir.

"But now you're shaking it out. I've had more trouble than I shake it out in the circumstances..."

We tried to reconfirm the status quo and take a break at the city's guild and tavern. Bernadette sighs with one hand of milk poured side by side on the jock in that tavern.

I can't find the thread anyway. He asked Mr. Vaudan to help him or something.

"It was my mistake to rely on humans, etc."

Couchet looks at me as I line up the two chairs and subtly rare what I call a centaur seating scene, saying I sit with the belly of a horse in my lower body in a chair.

"You can't call it sane to trump people's good intentions like that. Well, Mr. Yashiro's got a mix of colors."

Bernadette bites into Couchet's words.... I'm happy to follow you once again, but I figured you'd stay suspicious, huh? Damn, why are you treating me like this, I am!

"... hmm"

You thought it was a little bad for the boulder, and Couchet turned that way,

"... sorry"

And he groaned.

... Yabe, I accidentally nibbled. Hey, I'm probably thinking about "s" around wanting to scratch when they react like this.

"What's wrong? It's disgusting, isn't it?

"Can't you say it a little softer?!?

It's novel to be rummaged while being seen with strange eyes! Don't tell me you got a little freaked out.

"Even so, it's stuck. I think if I could just meet Mr. Vaudan once, I'd figure it out."

If I could just hand over the college director's bell directly, I'd figure it out later... I'm surprised they'll pay me in advance.

"Is there only a front breakthrough?"

Bernadette worried as she twisted her neck. Come on, brother, I disagree with the noisy idea.

... No, is this the only hand you have anymore?

And all of a sudden, when we're worried,

Boron. Boron.

And I heard an unusual noise.

"Let me talk to you. If you don't mind, why don't you let me come up with a plan for that?

"Oh?"

I looked back because I heard a voice from behind, and there stood a long man with feathers woven in a luxurious looking cape of black of the same colour as that hat on a broad black hat with a polar-colored feather ornament.

Earlier sounds would have come out of the acorn the man held.

And when I saw the man, I stood up unexpectedly.

"Jean!?

"Long time no see, my friend, Yashiro. It's good to see you again in this land."

The long-sleeved man, Jean-Jacques Eustace, bounced his broad hat up with his fingers, showing his sweet mask and blue eyes.