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

"Very... delicious..."

Tino says with a happy, swinging smile. The chocolate parfait was a better dish than I had heard in my previous reputation.

A glass vessel about thirty centimetres high is served with ice cream, chocolate and sawdust cookies, decorated with raw cream and sauce. The top was covered with chocolate in the shape of a crown, where there was the king's piercing.

Only the chocolate region, sure in quality but above all in great quantity. I'm sure Liz and Citrie would have flaunted their faces if they had seen it.

But above all, what makes the flavor extraordinary was the information that the oak went somewhere, that Tino had eavesdropped from the hunter outside.

No matter how sweet you have to worry about, you can't eat it deliciously.

I don't know why, but I feel lucky that trouble is leaving those in trouble. It was proof left that if we could stop the childhood tamers, we wouldn't have to fit the trouble. Let's do it... me!

Tino smiled, and I smiled, and everything is going well.

I was in the mood to make a small leap, but I stopped smiling quietly because I wasn't hardboiled. Gero, I don't want to throw up!

But... this is a little too much.

Looking down at my parfait. I'm a hidden sweetheart, but unlike other hunters, I'm not about a big meal. I moved the spoon at this pace, but there was still about half the parfait left in the beautiful glass vessel.

Tino, on the other hand, was supposed to have ordered the same thing. He finished eating and stood still. Hunters eat fast and eat a lot. Where the hell is that skinny body with tons of parfaits?

I'm sorry to leave you...... you want Tino to eat? No, but, hey... I don't care if it's a thoughtful citrie or Liz, I'd leave it to my juniors to handle the leftovers the guy ate.

Hunters traveling through a harsh world are tolerant of all things that ordinary people shun. So Tino may not mind either, but he's hard boiled. The impression that he might break...... is it too late?

Tino's pitch-black eyes look up at this one. It should be a mess, but my eyes still respected me purely. [M]

Hmmm...... if you don't want to eat, you can order extra.

As a result of the grid, I unplug the sticky cookie that was stung in the parfait to try it out and give it to Tino. I didn't say anything, and that's about it. Well.

Tino's eyes opened wide and he just glanced around.

Um... the... eh? ………… Yes, I'll have it "

Tino got lost, turning his face bright red and scowling at the cookies.

My white skin stains red to my ears and looks really embarrassed. I felt like I was feeding on a fresh expression that I couldn't see in my peers.

I might be a little embarrassed if I did take the opposite position. [M]

"Delicious?"

"... Yes. It's so sweet."

Chewing low, Tino answers in a small voice. You really like sweets.

... I need you to protect me when I have to earn points for this vacation.

When I was in a calm mood for a very rare date with Tino, a magnificent man came out of the back of the store wearing a large white hat and a white apron wrapped around a very wide body.

I guess it's because I'm always used to seeing strong hunters that I feel love seems good. As he walked over here without hesitation, he alternated between Tino and me with a slightly alert look on his face, diving into his voice and saying:

"... all of a sudden, excuse me. I'm sorry if I'm wrong... could you possibly - in that" Thousands of Changes "?

How do you find out if you even used a fake ID? I confirm the face without giving it a look, but I don't recall a suggestion.

I didn't react, but that wasn't a good idea, and the man nodded loudly as he was convinced to smile.

"Again......! I've been waiting for you! I'm the manager of this store."

Excited tone.

He is asked to shake his hand and shakes his hand as it is flushed. Apparently, he also does the creation of the parfait, which smelled like chocolate from his hand.

Whatever Hunter is, this is the first time the average person has found out who he is just because he was eating sweet. Besides, let's put this heat in a hunter opponent with a strong coarse impression. Tino also has his eyes round.

"In this industry - you are very famous. Probably the best of hunters. Legendary treasure hunters tour every coffee shop and western confectionery store at home and abroad! The store the man visited says it will be long and prosperous and happiness will come...! Two names were named because of how they changed orders until they dominated the menu -" Thousands of Changes "!

"! That's right, I did..."

I accidentally look twice at the manager's face at the information I hear for the first time.

Why would you find out if you were supposed to be around hiding who you are... it's a story you can't even solve being treated like a lucky fairy. You're not hardboiled at all.

... I can't believe you have such a reputation... I can't go out in the open anymore. I feel like going in if I have a hole. That's just it or nothing. What are the two names that can be given because they dominate the menu...

"On that brunette black eye, your daughter is proof of that. I was looking forward to seeing when you would come to my store, but I didn't know this was such a difficult time..."

"............ no problem. As for the herd of oaks already, I hit my hand. Don't worry. … chocolate parfait, it was delicious,"

"Wait. I didn't do anything!?

I break in between Tino and the manager, who for some reason is taking the liberty of talking to me.

I don't mind giving up a hundred steps to please my visit, but it's not a good idea to be pleased with something I didn't even do. Responsibility arises.

"It's other hunters who actually fight orcs, not me. Don't forget the area. It's also a coincidence that a bunch of orcs left the fort... maybe by chance. Tino? I didn't do anything."

"It's a coincidence because I say it's a coincidence. Sorry, Store Manager, forget what I said earlier."

"Hey, I see... I get it. If that's the case..."

The manager nodded with a translator's face to Tino, who turned his foreword and for some reason stood confidently up.

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"Welcome back! I've been waiting! Your sister told me to tail you, but I stopped!

"Huh!? Citto said so too! Klee, welcome back! What is it, a souvenir!?

You got busy all at once.

Hold Liz, who jumped at me as soon as I opened the front door, and give Citrie the box she got as a souvenir from the manager.

The contents seem to be a chocolate assortment from the town name of Gras. If you can even get a souvenir, maybe you should also spoil the chocolate spiritual seat and accept it.

Tino, who was walking next door with a grin until earlier, was pulling in a smile and making a soaking face.

Me and Liz have known each other a long time, but Tino and Liz have been dating for years. Seems like you know a lot about how to hang out.

Liz takes her arm and says as she rubs the rind and cheeks on.

"I'm so bored, I'm so confused about attacking the fort. Looks like there's a lot of damage in there, and there's a lot of build-up, isn't there?

"Oh, the fort looks empty already,"

"Huh!? What do you mean?"

After I left the coffee shop, I checked the town with Tino just in case.

If the manager was fooled by strange information and had a terrible eye, he would be too sleepy.

In conclusion, the information Tino heard from the passing hunters that the Orcs abandoned the fort seemed true.

It seems that the herd of oaks leaving the fort never strikes the gras, crossing the plains as if they were going to storm.

The cause is unknown, but from the town of Gras, he seemed fortunate. If a herd of oaks were to be raging in the streets, it would be a problem to be solved as soon as possible on a national scale.

Both the money and people are in the wrong digits. Attacking forts with forests nearby is cumbersome, but a plain can use extensive attack magic. The number of hunters gathering will also increase.

If there is only one concern, it seems that the condition of the oak is changing.

He didn't even hate to hurt himself, so he said there were a number of orc bodies rolling around in the marks that the orcs had passed. It is unnatural for a wise subhuman demon to lose me that far. And we, the Mourning Ghost, have been tormented by those irregulars.

Will you be all right? I was a little worried, but I could only worry.

I pounded my hand as if Citrie noticed something as I was listening to her as she nicked, but turned to Tino without saying anything.

Point to the bottle of potion that was on the living room table.

"Yes, Tee. 'Cause I've formulated Sleep Potion so I can sleep well."

Are you ready to sleep well Sleep Potion...... The drugs handled by Citrie, the hunter, are mainly aimed at demons and phantoms. It is specially potently formulated to be effective against them, which are inherently resistant to drugs, and are too dangerous a substitute for human consumption.

Of course, I don't think I'd serve such a potion to juniors, but there's an easier solution than that.

"Oh, I'm fine. Not the couch, but the bed next to me, I'll have it used."

"... Yes?

The citrie stiffens as she grins and Tino rounds her eyes.

The cause of insomnia seems anxious, and she gave me a good smile on today's date. I'm sure if I were next door (with Tino's eyes), I'd be able to relax and sleep.