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

It was there and down the back road. For a while, Citrie showed me, and what was ahead of me when I got there was a cozy whole house.

It's not new, it's not obsolete. There are no plaques for houses that have no highlights, and if you take your eyes off them a little, you're going to forget about them. The perimeter is surrounded by walls and small metal gates are perfectly closed.

Retrieve a bunch of keys with dozens of keys that resemble Shitley's jabbering from the bag. I said, putting one of them in the key hole at the gate without hesitation.

"I'm sure one day I'll find it useful for Mr. Klee, so I'm ready."

"... Sito, don't you have any pride in earning points for lying to me?

"Shut up, sister. It's useless, so shut up!

Make a small noise with the kacha, the key turns.

Citrine laughed at me waiting for an explanation as she put her hand on the gate.

"It's a base for times of need. There is no one but me who knows the existence of this place. If Mr. Klee were to hide his identity, there wouldn't be a better place than here."

"Base or villa? Citrie bought it?

"Yes, because I don't know what's going to happen these days"

What the hell is the situation envisaged by Citrie......

Unexpectedly round your eyes to the citrie going on the diagonal of your imagination. It's a fine house, albeit insistent. It doesn't seem like it's borrowed, and it would cost a lot of money.

Even I have enough time to think about where I should change my base after Liz and the others retire, but the Citries are prepared on a different scale.

"The inn will really leave a footprint..."

What the hell is Citrie going to escape from? Doubts arise, but it doesn't matter if you're watching Citrine smile without shadows.

Well, it's just something you don't have to do bad to get chased.

"If you wish… we can also prepare a new registry"

"... No, I don't think I need it for now"

"Really..."

It gives me a slightly unfortunate look, but I'm not even going to change my registration to just skip it.

By and large, is that really legal?

Liz pointed her lips and pulled the sleeve of my clothes to see what she was unhappy with.

"Hey, Klee, aren't you going into violence getting ready for a safe house? Isn't that too much for Sito?

"... I'm not going in. It hasn't bothered anyone."

"Uh. Am I bothering you? Won't you go into training?

"I'm not going in."

Calm down, I don't have much money...

You don't even know how many days a vacation lasts, so you should save where you can save.

There was no one to enter for a long time, or it smelled unique to the abandoned house from Citrie's lair.

I can hear the rain from the outside.

Living room on the front door. In the kitchen, two bedrooms with two beds and a bathroom. I didn't have much of a sense of life, but the minimum furniture seems to be available.

It's not a luxury, but if you want to live there, you can usually live there. I could see one scale of Citrie's perfectionism around preparing so much stuff for a safe house I don't know if I'd use it.

The bag is lowered and the citrie says smile as she removes the hood.

"We also always have food. It's a preserved food, so I can't guarantee the flavour..."

... That's good.

It's not what I assumed, but there's also this kind of vacation. It's not bad to stay in a luxurious inn, but it's exciting to stay in a small house like this.

It's something you can't experience if you bring other clan members. If there's no danger, this kind of unusual isn't bad either. Above all, there is romance in the word safe houses (or even villas in reality). Compared to last night in the carriage, it's the difference between cloud mud.

Liz is knocking on the wall for fun too.... knock on the wall?

"Sito, it looks like it's just a house, but are you okay with the wall or something?

"Sister, you're banned by Mr. Klee like that, aren't you? For once, we have reinforcements, so I think we can withstand as many weapons as we can get with just a hunter..."

"Ah!... Oh, I'm sorry, Klee. I didn't mean to... it's just my usual habit..."

Liz rushes to bow her head, but it doesn't matter.

I just don't want them to bother me. That's fine as long as you're at peace.

"I think we have more or less everything we need"

"Do it. You made it without telling me anything, but..."

Is it bandit sex or is Liz singing a nose song while searching for a home?

Sweet for Citrine's words, take off your jacket and sit back on the couch in the living room. It was only a day's journey, and I didn't do anything, but for some reason I felt comfortable and tired all over my body.

When I made a big stretch, Citrie boiled the water and made me some tea.

............... If I were God, it would be time for heaven to punish me.

"That's right, there are... gaps everywhere,"

"... yeah yeah, right"

It releases words that Tino, who stood by the couch, doesn't know if he respects them or ridicules them. That's when Liz whistled small as she was forcing the bookshelf to move.

Behind the bookshelf, Liz gently pushes. Without making a single sound, one side of the wall slid down.

It was countless weapons that lined the new walls that appeared sloppily.

Knife on a long sword, wand. Guns and bowguns. Exactly no big things like spears or war axes, but it's like a trade fair for weapons. Well-polished blades reflect the light of warm lighting.

... an arms dealer?

"Sister, take it personally. Weird place, don't touch me!

"... heh. What's this? Sleeping pills for paralysis poison? And... ecstasy? What were you gonna use it for?

"Stop! I have steps, too! I was gonna explain it to Mr. Klee later.

Apparently it wasn't just a villa. Walls on the floor, citrie screams whenever liz touches everywhere.

The room seemed gimmick-filled for Liz as well, seemingly only a normal home. If you roll the carpet, there is a lid that leads to the underground warehouse, and the bottles that appear to be only condiments lined up in the cupboard contain potions. With this far to go, inspiration comes first before surprise.

Is this what hunters are all like......

"! Look, Klee! Sito's guy, he's got all this jerky underwear ready for the safe house! Hey, why do you have this stuff for Safe House? Is this what you need? What are you going to use it for? Are you gonna put on a color trick?

"! Stop! It's none of your business!

I don't mind stopping it, Liz, who was fishing for the tans, grips the black cloth cut and cheers. Plus the screams that rip Citrine's silk overlap. I pretended not to notice, as usual. [M]

I don't know how Tino makes his eyes black and white, but this level of joke has been around for a long time. Liz is happy to respond, so it's the samurai's pity that doesn't respond................... Epic underwear.

"…………… is Tino somewhere you want to go?

Ask the junior standing nearby so he doesn't turn his consciousness towards you. Tino shook his shoulder for a moment and said in a way that he couldn't hide the confusion.

"Uh... Um... uh... yes, the easiest part would be..."

"? Easy, what? I'm not going anywhere hard, though?

You got a lot going on? You want to go for ice cream? Why are you asking me where it is and how easy it is for me to get the word back?

As he tilted his inner neck, Tino muttered in such a small voice that he could not hear without concentrating.

"…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………"

"... I've told you many times, I'm not going anywhere dangerous"

What the hell do Liz, Citrine and Tino think of me as?

I assured you clearly, for some reason, Tino's expression is about to collapse. The pungent white throat goes up and down small, knotting the little lips as hard as if they were tears.

"Huh... Ugh..."

I heard a small groan. I'm not familiar with heterosexual subtleties, but I still know what Tino is thinking right now. It doesn't seem to be trusted at all.

Until then if I say my previous bumps have turned, but this is not a good idea.

Take a big deep breath and recommend a face-to-face couch. Tino fluttered, lowering his hips in front of him and placing his hands on his knees.

"Tino, I've told you many times, I'm not taking you anywhere dangerous this time. When [White Wolf's Nest]... there was just a little bit of a mistake."

"... just a little...?

"... sorry, that's awesome, that's awesome. That was totally unexpected."

Raise the white flag unable to stand the moist jito eyes. Have you no longer known the majesty of the Master?

It's sincerity that counts. The future.

"This time, there is no danger to my life. I don't even take part in the fight. … at least we are."

It became an inclusive way of saying it. I'm in a bad time, so it's hard not to say I'm not in a hundred percent fight.

"Yes..."

Tino calls me. But the tears accumulated in its eyes had not diminished at all.

What the hell have I done to this junior? I don't know how many, but I swear I never tried to make Tino look terrible.

"Even if something happens, I'll be thorough with the bystanders. I'm not always malicious and putting Tino in a terrible way. Yes..."

- If anything happens, I'll protect Tino.

My vision was wrapped in white at that time when I gave out words that were not even in such a pattern, desperate enough.

Almost at the same time a tremendous thunderbolt rocks the house.

"Huh!?

Stand up unexpectedly. What, thunder now? Pretty close!?

I didn't even fall into a safe house, but the shock makes my head squirm.

I said something cool because of it - when I calmed down and thought back to my words, I was embarrassed. Maybe I'm glad the thunder fell.

"Huh? Why is Sito in the bedroom with Klee!? It's weird to think in common sense, isn't it?!

"This house is my house, and Tee is your sister's apprentice!? Or what? Sister, will you give me the Tee thing!?

"I'll give it to you! I'll give you a tee, Klee is mine! So you're not complaining!? Don't ever come near Klee again!

How can a fight go on so flat when it sounds so loud... in the first place, I just need to split it by gender because I have two rooms. Even when I was following the party, when I was in Nojuku, the room was divided by gender when I took the inn.

Maybe it's time to arbitrate. It's more or less around to be damaged at times like this.

When I try to speak up, I notice how Tino is changing.

I still had tears in my eyeballs, but I wasn't frightened until earlier by that look. I look up at this one with a frightened look on my face.

There's still a lot going on out there, but there's no sign you care. You just got trained to be shot by lightning and you're not traumatized over there......

With that in mind, Zhu gave it to his white cheek.

"…………………"

"... No way, were you listening?

Tino snorts.

I can't believe you can hear me in that loud volume... is the hunter a monster?

It's not like I'm in trouble to be asked, but embarrassing is embarrassing.

Thinking calmly, Tino has seen my pity many times before. From Tino's point of view, it could be a shameful story to be protected by me like that.

"Well, we're just talking about mindset. Tino may not need any help, but that's what I'm going to do. I'm sorry if I offended you, forget it."

"No - thank you, thank you, I did. And... sorry"

Tino lowers her head small and wipes her tears with her sleeves. When I looked up again, there were no tears left in those eyes. I was still a little congested, but from that glance, I can feel the definite strength of being a solo hunter.

Tino gets up, grips his fist hard and says.

"I'm... I'm fine. Master...... Whatever comes, you will never, ever lose. I'm still immature and inexperienced and powerless...... I'll let you get over it! Look at that!

I don't know what it is, but he got excited.

To the junior who suddenly began the proclamation, Liz and Citrie stopped and turned their gaze, but Tino did not wander one. This Tino is going to depend on you.

Good, good. - You're saying nothing's coming, right? Were you listening to people?

What, all my words, were in vain? How can I get you to believe me?

I'm not in a position to complain, but I can't believe that much either. [M]

And then I dropped my shoulder to bad luck. Just then, the sound of an alarm rang out of nowhere as if to mock my earlier proclamation.

...... I want to retire now.