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

I woke up in a rare and lucid mood to the sunlight coming in over the curtain.

Skip drowsiness by stretching your spine wide. It is rare for me, the long-sleeper, to wake up so neatly.

The vacation is still good. Some chocolate parfait would have been nice, but it would have been nice to walk a little outside and move your body. Always just sitting in the clanmaster's room really makes me lack exercise.

I was tired yesterday and soon I thought of something the minute I got into bed.

Pour water out of the water and sip. So I noticed two eyes staring at this one.

"Huh!?

"Morning, sir, I am..."

"Tino!? Oh, good morning............... what's wrong with those eyes?

I totally forgot. In another bed about a meter away, the junior held his knee and stared at this one.

Citrine's long, relaxed grey pyjamas are fresh. But above all, I am concerned - that the two eyes visible on the knees held still swell and that a dark neighborhood is formed beneath them that is not comparable to yesterday's.

I bothered to persuade the worried Liz and the others to use the bed, but that's a terrible look.

"... couldn't sleep?

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Tino tears into his eyes and looks at me like he's about to complain about something.

No, I'm going to bed. I'll go to bed then. What do you say we do besides sleep in bed? But...... how many days is Tino sleepless now?

Tino scratches his white toes slightly out of the length.

I came to that trick with a pin.

"... did you think that I... would... get my hands on it or something?

When he chooses words and asks, Tino's face is dyed by twitching and Zhu, and his luxurious shoulders begin to tremble in small pieces. Oh, my God, were you on guard?

I made a mess with Liz and Citrine yesterday about the matter, and I was going to relieve my anxiety, but apparently it wasn't enough.

I have a sexual appetite, and sometimes I feel cute about Tino - but it's not uncommon if you don't put your hands on your juniors... more or less, if you're a hunter as much as you sleep in the same place as a man and a woman.

Wouldn't it be a little too delicate? In the first place, there are Citries and Liz in the next room, and as soon as I do something, they should fly away.

When she was slightly distraught, she guessed it, and Tino's cheeks, who was looking at her uppermost, her ears, her neck muscles, her white skin stained more red, and she lay down her face slightly. I think you deserve it, and I don't think Tino trusts me too much.

I've shown the blur many times, but I don't recall showing such a slutty place in a female relationship...

"Whoa, Klee! Look, there was nothing! Klee said, mellow to me, what is it - haha, tee, what that face! Odd!"

"Good morning, Mr. Klee. I didn't make any noise...... I believed it. Let's make it breakfast. Tee seems a little dangerous, so I'll give you some medicine later."

Two people come in that could be the root of all evil.

Liz bangs her fluffy Tino on the back and Citrie strokes her chest down with relief.

Yesterday, Tino would have slept well without vigilance if these masters hadn't said anything to make him strangely conscious... there's nothing I can do when this happens. I wish I could sleep a little in the carriage......

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What happened overnight, the state of the town of Gras has changed since yesterday and has been strangely vibrant.

Hunters covered in mud and blood, as well as knights armed with armor helmets, walk many times. But I can't see anything called nervousness in that look.

Liz, who was walking next door carrying a big load, says with her eyes round. Apparently, this is how he stood up for hearing while he was walking.

"Heh, the extermination of the orc herd, looks like it's over. It's boring."

"Yesterday today - the Knights of this town are fast, aren't they?......... I would have been excited if it was as efficient... I need to make a note of it"

It is normal for a massive demon herd crusade to take days to plan and implement.

Even though the condition of a troublesome fort is gone, it is rare that everything will be resolved yesterday today. I wish you'd settled it before we got here anyway.

Liz glanced at me unexpectedly as I looked around and clung to my arm.

"Klee, he said we'd have a festival in three days to celebrate the crisis leaving! Want to see?

That's... that's a heart-catching suggestion.

I like festivals. I like the auction too. I like to experience it, and I just like to watch it. I like cheerful air.

But extending your stay for exactly three days is... Luke and the others are gone, so I finished eating the chocolate parfait.

The tour was momentary. I've been through a lot of festivals and stuff, and staying for a long time with a fake ID is a problem, and most importantly, there are people in this town who can see who I am, albeit ordinary people.

I said with a contemplative breeze.

"No, I've accomplished my purpose here. Let's hurry."

"Rikai. You can see as many festivals of Ma flag solving as you want with Klee. We just have to fix the flag."

Anxiety material disappears and walks through the vibrant town. I saw a coffee shop that came in yesterday, but before that, unlike yesterday, there was a queue.

Yesterday's quiet and calm township was good, but I find this one many times more appealing when I get back alive like this. Even if you had queued up at the coffee shop you were looking for - waiting is surprisingly fun.

The sweet smell that drifts there - this is a good town. I'll definitely come back one day. Of course, when the flag isn't standing.

Above the gate disappeared the flag that had been hanging until yesterday.

When you are going out of town at the gate, you will be hailed by the entrance for the large number next door.

The soldier who was doing the procedure looked at you with a dazzling eye and explained it to me.

"It's a hero's triumph. He is a useful actor in crusading the Orc herd. They had a high level hunter by chance in the runaway direction of the herd, and they were crusading the majority of the herd when this one captured the herd. Besides, there's only eight of us."

"That's... that's amazing"

"You bet! I bet you are! I hear they had a bunch of crazy orcs gathered together for an unknown reason but various other demons. It's a big deal. It's a hero."

Some hunters were amazing. Because you can beat a bunch of orcs. That's already certain of strength, but more than that - bad luck.

What do you expect such misfortunes to befall you if you eat to accidentally fit in the direction of the demonic flock? It's like me. [M]

Strong pity at the same time as emotion - empathy. The demonic outburst is not my fault, so it doesn't develop into more emotions than empathy.

Citrie clutches her arms and whispers close enough for her lips to touch her.

"As planned, is it?

"Huh? No, well... hmm... I wonder?

What are you talking about planning...... needless to say, this vacation is an unplanned journey.

In the profound words of Citrine, with his inner neck clenched, the crowd that was surrounding the hero for a moment at that time.

Unexpectedly round my eyes and look twice.

It must have been a fierce battle. Heroes were blurry. The armor is full of scratches, and there are traces of blood creeping all over my body that I don't even think are his blood. I heard there were eight of them, but you were injured, there were only five on the spot. I'm so exhausted that I'm going to fall down about those five, and some of them owe me shoulders. But I could see the emotions specific to the one who was clear in his expression.

The figure is the hero himself that ordinary people imagine. But more than that, it surprised me - that those hunters were people I knew.

Sure, from a standpoint, it's not surprising that I know a lot of high-level acquaintances - Arnold, the leader of Fog Thunder Dragon (Fallen Mist), was at the head of a group that was still about to fall.

Even though it was intimidating, its appearance was bloody and worn out, which only makes it look like a brave warrior, but for sure.

Yes, it's Arnold. It's Arnold, who just had trouble in the Imperial City.

... I don't know why you're here, but that's an odd encounter.

Ringing my fingers like Liz convinced me of something.

"Uh, that's the thing. If you think it's unusual not to fight, be reasonable..."

"............... let's just go. It would be a hassle if I could get my eyes on you. I'd like to warm up my old relationship, but it looks like a tough one."

"Yes!"

Hilarious, but waiting to complete the process. At that time, I felt Arnold's cloudy eyes and eyes surrounding the crowd.

Arnold's tired expression turned into a frightening one for a moment, his mouth trembling with fright. I turned away in panic. [M]

Did you find out? Didn't you find out?... I knew you'd find out? I'm too scared to check the back.

Fortunately, the process is just over and I'll knock over the gate. They seem tired, and they won't have time for us.

Relieved, that's when Liz, who was walking next door, made a light turn.

Flying a throwing kiss behind my back, with a bright voice towards the gate, screaming.

"Yes! Battle, tired! I can't believe you're alive. Well, you've done your best! Well, it's just a bunch of orcs, but you did a good job for the countrymen, didn't you? I'm sorry, but we're busy, so we don't have time for this. Holy shit!

"!? Here, Liz. Don't stir it up... Citrie, let's get out of here."

Put it down for a few seconds and the roaring voice of the beast echoes through the gate. I rushed out to the carriage waiting outside town.