Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

Playing and relaxing with the Bells showed that my mind was more tired than I thought. It's definitely easier compared to the relationships in modern society that you care about, but still the weirdo counterpart is tiresome, isn't it?

"Huh. If you leave it to me, I'll make you a splendid thief who can sneak into the royal treasure trove."

... more freaks. Something's already hungry, so let's not get involved.

"Mr. Lee. Let's just say we didn't have this conversation."

I thought the weirdo opponent would be tired, but when I come to the Adventurer Guild training ground to see my new teacher, I want that teacher to give me a break about the weirdo or something. I feel the healing effect of yesterday's bells will be sharpened.

"Why!

I spoke to Mr. Lee, and a freak's eating me up. Honestly, it's a hassle and I want to go home. But when I ignore it and go home, the smell pumps even more troublesome. Don't get involved if you don't say it's clear in this case.

"Er, right. I'm not going to rob my disciples, and I don't want to leave my disciples with someone wearing a black tuxedo in an Adventurer's Guild and hiding their eyes in a mask."

Even the pretty girl warriors related to the moon had similar characters, but not because the freak in front of them is obviously your grandfather, right?

And then, even though I see wrinkles due to aging on my face with gray-haired long hair, the style is good and it looks kind of cool, which makes me angry that I'm losing as a man to freaks.

"This is a traditional outfit, and it's not weird."

"... tradition?

"Yes, it is. A legendary thief who showed up about 200 years ago. Appearing suddenly, he stole a treasure smartly from an evil nobleman and spared no effort to share it with the people suffering from poverty. And the people who fascinated him, suspiciously attracted to him, inherited his greatness as a story to modern times."

"Tell the story... doesn't that mean cosplay"

You must be old enough to say grandpa, it hurts too much. And, Marco, the man's cosplay is already full, so don't say it's bossy and cool or anything.

"Rude! The bandits fascinated by him wear these clothes with respect. I don't have any trouble having them with my kid's disguise!

Even if it is translated, does the word "cosplay" convey? And I'm confident you're saying, but Respect means you're seriously cosplaying. I'm more afraid of that.

"Hmm? Bandits? Is there more than one person in that mood?

"Naturally!

"No, you can't be serious. This one's not a special classification, and there's not that many!

Mr. Lee rushed into the conversation, but it means there's a few of them, right? Because of the small number, I don't like the fact that we seem to be united.

"Lee, don't say the right thing. Many gentlemen are enrolled in the guild Masked and Tuxedo Gentlemen. He's the ultimate gentleman in the perfect use of red roses, such as the Alliance Master."

... Uh, I don't know, I'm convinced. The object that exists in front of me is the victim of ninety-eight or nine evil Japanese jokes. In addition to tuxedos and masks, I can't turn a blind eye to them if they even appear red roses.

Probably thought the person who did it was a different world, and it would be okay to take a bad ride or something. That would be the story that will be told for 200 years, or black history itself. And I want to tell you that if you're going to be a thief, it's Lu Oon III.

"Mr. Lee. I'm talking about the first place, why did you bring such a thick person?

Honestly, it's annoying.

"Uhm... this guy is an old party member, but knowing that Noon took his apprentice, he started crying that he wanted his apprentice too. It's too loud, and my arms are all I have. So... of?

I have no idea, so don't look at this one with your eyes saying you do. Grandpa's boss or something.

"In the first place, why bring a thief when you're supposed to add a physics teacher?

"... I've spoken to Gina and the others, but a party just for a woman and a child spiritualist is too unbalanced. You look like a thief, but your arms are nothing but bandits, and you can teach adventurers what they need to know about their enemies. In the first place, it would be bad for the Lord to throw Gina and the others into the labyrinth with little to no need for adventurers. I didn't want to expose myself to shame if I could."

I want you to wrap your words in more oblate because the freak is shocked by Mr. Lee's words.

But... did you bring this freak to make up for Marco's lack of knowledge? You were worried because you didn't know that Fuku and the others could count on you, or that you were safe because you were wearing a Great Spirit escort.

Well, normally you'd worry if there were a kid in the labyrinth who wasn't able to handle traps or anything around there.

"You were worried about Gina and the others' safety. Thank you. But don't worry, Gina and the others are safe."

"... I don't know about Non, but does he mean he's protected by the power of a spiritualist?

"That's what I mean"

It's enough to be overprotective, because it's a class escort who can step through the labyrinth.

"Hmm. Did I worry too much? Porte, that's why you have to go home."

Mr. Lee cut off the freak lightly. And it turns out the freak's name. Mr. Porte, that's kind of a cute name.

"I don't like it. And you've been saying it for a long time, as I call it Dark Moon when I'm dressed like this"

Mr. Porte seems to call himself Dark Moon when he was a thief. It hurts, but I've got a naming tendency on my hands, and now I'm full of wanting to get grounded in Moon. Blue Moon...... I want to believe it's not a painful name.

"I don't like that."

Oh, Mr. Lee and Mr. Darkmoon started a fight. I've been wounded in the spirit, and now, let's go home. Gina, Sarah and Kikka, who are pokans on the side, and Socco walk away from this place prompting Marco to watch with admirable eyes.

Silfi and the Bells observing Mr. Darkmoon in an intriguing manner... can't get around, so let's keep our distance before we summon them.

"Wait."

"Well."

... I almost got out of the training field, but they grabbed me by the shoulder from behind. I didn't seem to get away with it. And why is Bell on Mr. Darkmoon's side?

"... please do us a favor"

"You don't have to behave so much. We're gonna get along like family."

"Kazaku," "Cucu," "Grandpa?" "Coo." "Come on! ……

Don't decide on your own. And don't miss the Bells, please. Sometimes kids like weird people, but stop this guy.

"Um, are you going to say no?

"Don't say that to me. There seems to be some kind of protection, but for adventurers, party members who learn the skills of bandits are a must."

Um, you're a funny dresser, but you're the one who says something straight. With the Great Spirit escort, most things will be fine, and Uri has a good chance of detecting it when it comes to the trap.

But there's a problem with being overprotective all the time with the Great Spirit escort, and it's a problem to burden only young uri. Even if you don't remember it professionally, it would be a lot different just because Gina and the others have some knowledge.

The question is… does this person need to learn the skills of a bandit? If you just want to learn the skills of a bandit, you just want to hire someone dressed decently.

You just feel so strongly that you won't let me get away from the hand that grabs my shoulder. This guy could be a victim of someone from my hometown, too, so it's awkward to keep him down. No, I like him in person and he's doing it, and it just doesn't matter that I have the possibility of my hometown.

"In the meantime, it's important, so you think carefully before you draw conclusions. Now if you'll excuse me."

You can tell Mr. Lee later that I thought about it carefully but I couldn't. He said he'd consider it positively.

"Well, wait. Strangely enough, I rarely reunite with someone who said the same thing. I want you to conclude that you're depositing your apprentice with me here."

Apparently, the time buyer was used many times by others. I wish you'd at least fooled me until my time. Is that it? Did I hear you wrong? Feels like it was decided to come to a conclusion?

"… discipleship is the most important part of their opinions, so I'll ask you a few questions."

Cruel, but let's get the kids to say no.

"Gina. What do you think?

"Hmm, first of all, you don't understand why you're a tuxedo. It's easier to move with leather armor or something."

Gina's a girl too, isn't she? It's bassari regardless of romance or anything. Mr. Darkmoon is putting his hand on the heart area and is about to suffer.

"... what about Sarah?

"I've read that story before so I can understand it, but it's a bit of a..."

Oops. My sweet Sarah seems sorry. Mr. Darkmoon's breathing sounds are getting louder. I'm a dangerous gentleman who gets excited about a young lady when I look at her, but maybe her heart is about to stop?

"That's the thing, so let's not talk about this one"

If any more shocking words continue, my heart is really going to stop, so let's cut to the chase around here.

"No, there are still boys and girls left. My hopes are still intact..."

You have a gentleman kind of like the protagonist of a bloody comic book. It seems painful not because we fought, but rather because innocent women and girls just hurt us in words.

"Do you still want to go on?

"Whatever."

Um, Marco seems a little dangerous, so I was hoping to get this over with.

"What do you think of Marco?

"Me? I thought I was a little funny."

"Shah!"

Mr. Darkmoon is doing his best to gut pose. Phew, it'll be hard to escape when this happens. Let's do something to minimize the damage. It is pathetic that the future of the disciple should be colored in black history.