Strange Grief Wants to Retire ~ The Weakest Hunter’s Hero Dream

There was now an ugly curse flying over Tino's mundane house.

There is nothing Tino, the lord of the house, can do, watching as he shrinks in the corner.

A hunter is basically something that the more you attack a treasure house, the stronger it becomes physically. Even though it improves your basic abilities, it's very difficult to beat a hunter in character because it's something you'll gain up to experience.

Tino is also proud to be about middle-sized as a hunter, but the two sisters were just different.

"Don't tempt our tees on your own! Liz is keeping the tee from Klee! Klee said you could use it if you wanted, she kept it!

Liz, the master, raised her blues and shouted in a tall voice.

The energy that rises from that body is enormous enough for a top hunter.

"That's because your sister wasted it! At first, I was going to get it - if I had kept it, Tee would have been able to fly even in the sky by now, and become an unprecedented super hunter who could beam it out of her eyes!

In contrast, the other sister answers with a slightly lower voice.

Compared to the former, he maintains calm, but the power that flashes from him is no less pale than that of his master.

If the owner of the same level of talent has had the same party and the same experience, the absorption of Mana Materials will be to the same extent. Jobs are very different, but from Tino's point of view they are both similar.

Your two sisters were objects of fear at the same time as they were respected counterparts.

Usually Tino dives in the treasure hall with a life-threatening solo, but if we put these two forward, we can only wait for things to subside with tremors.

"By and large, Tee is better a rich, easy empowering master than a weird wiggling master, too, right?

"Ah!? There's no point in the power given to you. Basically, Sito doesn't just add up, he pulls!

"Choose the target! Tee wouldn't have to take away her free will, she's easy to walk with since she's tiny, right? Best!?

"Here, kids! Don't fight all of a sudden, the lady's scared!

The two of us stripping each other of our will, Mr. Martis, who until then had his face pulled and watched, cracks and enters.

But there's no sign that the momentum between the two of them will wane.

"That treasure set was found by me and Tee! Don't talk too much!

"It's not your sister, it's what Tee found! Tee's telling me you're giving it up to me, so I'm supposed to have the rights!?

I didn't say... Citrie, sister.

I try to argue, but they turn their gaze on me in good time, and I can't say anything.

The ownership of the bracelet-shaped treasure "Dancing Light Shadow (Mirage Form)" was completely out of Tino's will.

I'm happy with knives and dresses, but as a Tino, I'd just like to deliver them myself. But it would be useless to say that I want it back now.

"Mostly, you always come in divided by a good place! You thief cat! Stay in the lab!

"It's bad because your sister always bothers you! I don't know how hard I'm struggling with it."

"Huh!? That's because Luke's with me, and I didn't generally ask him to turn it off!

"In Mr. Luke's case, there's no problem because they won't be able to talk! It's just your sister!

Finally, Liz starts throwing the crate that fell on the floor at Citrie.

Tossed without any mercy, it prevented Citrie from exercising the seriously wonderful reflex nerve in the alchemist and shielding the basin that was on the table.

A bounced chest destroys the cupboard and pierces the wall. The windows broke and a terrific noise sounded.

Tino squeezed his last courage and raised his fine voice.

"Please don't, sister! I'm the one who gets mad at you from the neighborhood!

Take a teacup of kinetic energy with both hands in the pot. Instantly determine only the crack from the flying furniture and place it in the receiving corner. I was desperate.

I'm so glad this isn't dinnertime. Regardless of pots and cups, you could get hurt if a fork or knife flies in.

At the very least, Martis is the only one who knocks things off that fly.

Martis was in a sisterhood fight that instantly heated up. While things fly, they don't stop cursing at each other.

"Well, whoever gave it to you, it's the same..."

"Oh, take a moment... I'll give it to you or something -"

Tino's words had no longer reached the two ears.

It's better because I'm still just throwing stuff around it, but when I leave it alone, I start throwing knives and potions and Tino's house is half-destructed. And you're going to spend a lot of time in a dilapidated house until Tino fixes the house by saving less.

I am very unable to go in between and arbitrate. Neither Master nor Sister Citrine will stop Tino from walking in.

Only a member of the same party, or someone whose friendship with a master, such as Eva, is deeply commonsense sensible, can stop this. And such people rarely come to Tino's house.

Confused, but desperately knocking off stray bullets and thinking about what to do to minimize the damage most, that's when I heard the door of the front door being knocked on Tino's ear.

§ § §

"Yes! I missed you. Uh-oh!

What is wrong with this? I rounded my eyes in one hand in a box of cakes.

The moment I saw my face, I looked down at Tino, who had raised an unsightly, tense voice and hugged me. I don't know what it is.

Sure, it's a little hardboiled and distracting. I was going to show it to you, but I didn't think you'd be so enthusiastically welcomed.

Tino's house, which I haven't seen in a long time, was a terrible misery.

An empty chest of lids scattered messily on the floor, cupboards in broken windowsills. It's kind of like a beautiful ruin.

Were you taking it in?

In the middle of the living room stood a familiar smart sister.

Look at this one, he's got an indescribable grin.

Liz waves her right hand holding the knife for some reason, hiding a bottle of potion that Citrie burns bright red behind her back, swelling her cheeks.

"Ah............... Klee, hey"

"Look, your sister says selfishly, so Mr. Klee is here -. Hello, Mr. Klee"

"Come on, kid, it's late! Come on, man!

It's not weird that Citrie and Liz are at Tino's house, but for some reason they're even here today with Mr. Martis.

Plus, for some reason, he turned a bright red face and stared at me. Why are you in such a state when you just brought the cake...

I put my hand on Tino's head, which was just in place, and tilted my neck as I combed my hair.

I have no idea what's going on...

"I can't... I'm in the right seat"

§

"It's not, Mr. Klee. There is a misunderstanding..."

"You know, briefly, Sito and Tee tried to take my hand. Hey, I'm not bad, am I?

As Citrine and Liz sit in front of each other on the carpet side by side, they come to excuse themselves.

I sat down in my chair and sighed deeply. Tino, finally calmed down next door, is turning his eyes to me like he respected me for some reason.

"I'm not. I don't think so."

I don't know the situation well, but that's not how I do apologies.

The red dot is good from my apology master. [M]

Citrie and Liz take my bailout and shut up in tears. If you line up like this, you can clearly see that the two are sisters.

Citrie and Liz have been fighting all the time for a long time. It's a familiar sight as far as I'm concerned, from arguing to combining, but it's not something I would have enjoyed from around because after gaining power, I start fighting with the same feeling.

"Duh, how could Klee... No, we weren't really fighting either..."

"Yes, yes. It's like a prep movement! I'm used to tees, and I don't need Klee coming out of anything..."

The two of them had a burdensome way of apologizing. Unlike me, I guess they rarely get a chance to apologize, which seems very hard to do.

I'm just here to deliver the cake.

Mr. Martis tells me as if he was stunned by two grown-ups like the cat he borrowed.

"... as always, the kid is the weak spot..."

"It doesn't mean I've been dating Dada for long."

"No, that's not the problem."

I guess Liz got her hands on it first this time anyway. I'll get my hands on it right away...

But she's never just a thug either. If you ask me properly, I'll grow up. There are just too many things I wouldn't ask...

"Exactly, I did...... thank you so, so much. I can stop your sisters from fighting."

Tino puts tears in his eyes and says closer to him when he says worship rather than respect.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

"Tee... remember later"

"I just thought about the interests of both sides..."

Liz grips her fist all the time and stares at Tino, turning her upward as Citrine begs even in mercy. Apparently not willing to reflect.

I'm not telling you to stop fighting sisters about anything. I say we're close enough to fight...

But it's also kind of funny to scold people for not knowing what caused the fight.

When I was in a completely other HR mood, Citrine rubbed off cleverly, feeling something about my silence. When I come to my feet, I hug my legs and raise my voice up.

Citrie has a good style compared to Liz and Tino. To be specific, my breasts are huge.

I get a soft feeling when I'm hugged like that and I'm very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Klee. I didn't mean to bother you. If only we had a little more time, we would have settled peacefully!

Me, you're weak enough to get a heartbeat... no, what about a man who's strong enough for that?

But look at that sight, I can't settle it peacefully or anything with just a little time. What magic were you going to use?

"Klee, even I didn't mean to bother Klee, did I? I just wish Tee and Sito had a little patience..."

Liz stands up to compete with it and comes to her knees with momentum. If it's just the mood, it's the king.

I didn't think about it, I nodded like the best, I rang my fingers.

"Yeah, yeah... I can't believe you two are cleaning"

Citrie and Liz stood up all together. It was proof left that I could do anything without knowing what the situation was.

"! I love cleaning! Good luck!"

"Sito, I need you to arrange the glass. I'll clean it up...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Sister, with the toughest glass yet - yes, no, it's nothing"

Citrie rushes out, and Liz picks up the dishes that fell on the floor and starts cleaning up the fallen shelves. This is not my first time, so I'm used to it.

I'll be back in the room in a while.

The only new thing I found out today was that Liz and Citrine didn't apologize at all.... I think it's very good to put it on your chest.

A slightly revived Tino finally asked me, distant eyes. [M]

"Speaking of which, I did. What business are you on today?

"Oh. I brought you a new cake. Thank you."

Liz and Citrie are always annoying...

That's when I tried to go on, I noticed Tino was zeroing tears as he was extremely impressed.

"Gu... ah... thank you, thank you, I did. I'll follow you."

"Ugh, yeah. Well. That's so over... Look, don't cry..."

... Tino exaggerates his reactions today.

I just brought one cake...... maybe I should be a little nicer from time to time.

Tino sips his nose and opens the box of cakes as he rubs his squeaky eyes. I rounded my eyes for a moment when I saw the two slices of cake inside, but I nodded as I was immediately convinced.

"That's right, I did. Another slice is for Mr. Martis, isn't it?

Mine, though? The other cut is mine, though? I didn't know Mr. Martis was here.

"Knock it off... if you have time to worry about that, why don't you just come and help your daughter?"

I don't give a shit. I'm not gonna give it to you, and if you don't want it, okay?

Stiffed to unexpected words, Tino, a junior who could, gave me an immediate follow-up.

"I will. Ha, he's a man in law. Without saying so - the cake is excellent."

"... chip. You can't take it if they say so.... suppose I take it home and do it to my granddaughter"

"... yeah yeah, right"

What the hell am I doing here?