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

Breathe and let your eyes shine unexpectedly at the sight that spreads in front of you.

Tino has rarely left the Empire City before. I was in training, and most of the requests I had received so far were from the Imperial Capital.

So it was the first time that a treasure hunter like this had entered an inn that wasn't meant to be a stay (hunters spend more money on gear than inns in the first place), and it was the first time that he had entered such a large hot spring.

I've had a lot of things and a lot of burdens since I left Imperial Capital, but seeing this sight now I'm glad I followed you on vacation.

I was even distracted by the spacious strippers lit by the warm colored lights, and asked my neighboring Citrie sister terribly what she had always cared about.

"Um... Sister Citrie... the... money..."

"Oh, Tee doesn't have to worry about it. Don't be shy, we're making a lot more money than Tee... on the contrary, if you're shy of us here, that's what you're underestimating us for, right?

"Oh, thank you, thank you"

Citrine's words were casual, but included absolute confidence that she would not be allowed to say yes or no.

Sure, you're right. Tino is also medium-sized as a hunter, but it's not surprising that the earnings of Mourning Ghost, a party that is also famous in the Imperial Capital, are more than a hundred times different. It would be disrespectful if you did not hesitate.

Your sister popped up looking for a hot spring dragon, so there's only Citrie and Tino in the stripper.

In a way, there is something more terrifying than your sister, Citrine. Tino had shriveled only a little, but the neighboring Citrine has no particular feeling, and speaks a gentle word to Tino as she unravels when she softens her belt.

"Tee will be tired of everything, and heal your tiredness thoroughly. I don't know when or what's gonna happen."

"Yes, sir"

Unbanding while worrying about Citrie here.

I have undressed in front of your sister several times, but this was the first time I had ever exposed my skin to your sister, Citrine. While feeling somewhat embarrassed, Citrine took off her yukata without hesitation in front of Tino, who stripped with a watty hand.

To that appearance, Tino unexpectedly opened her eyes and breathed.

Citrie, sister - beautiful.

I've seen Liz naked. Your sister had a luxurious personality due to all the mess, and she even took off her underwear when bathing in the gorge.

Your sister's flesh was stunning, too. Overall, the tight body had little wasted meat on it, and the naked body burned in the day had the beauty of wild animal plating.

But, Citrine, your sister is not naked. I didn't know it because it's always wrapped in thick robes, but it's much better in style than Tino expected.

The skin, barely burnt in the day, was white and spotless as snow, and its limbs were tough but feminine rounded, especially in the chest, which was the only one that had triumphed over your sister, greater than Tino.

Because bandits and alchemists have different abilities that require training and need to be trained, it's natural to change your body size, but that was a shock to Tino, who only had a fine sense of superiority about the size of his chest against your sister.

"What's up, Tee?"

"Yes, no................... You were the type to lose weight."

"………………… Kusu"

Make sure Citrie keeps her voice down and laughs.

Tino was in the mood to go in if there was a hole in so much embarrassment in his gaze that he was being seen through everything.

Lock the locker while hiding the skin as much as possible with a towel. That's when he noticed the neighboring citrie's behavior and Tino blinked.

"... that... what..."

Citrie had a band for potion stock wrapped around her arms. The sealed glass bottle secured to the band is swayed with liquids of various colors, unlike those used by Tino in his exploration.

When you're done with your right arm, put it in your left arm next. Citrie smiled calmly at Tino, who rounded her eyes to a careful preparation she didn't think she was going to bathe in.

"Even your sister," The Origin to Heaven (Highest Roots) "is always equipped, right? Hunter, I have to go with my taste in the battlefield."

"Uh... in a hot spring, what happens?

"Something may or may not happen. That's what it's all about."

"I see..."

Tino was forced to convince herself of an unclear answer.

I've never seen a hunter prepare so far, but there's no way I'm mistaken in what your sister Citri says, far smarter than I am. I guess that's what a prominent party is all about.

Besides, unlike Tino, Citrie is an alchemist - a job that can't even fight properly without being prepped. Maybe I can't help getting ready.

When Citrine was well prepared, she said with a swinging smile.

"Please wait. Come on, let's go, huh? Tee and I... we just wanted to take our time."

§

Follow the citrie, knocking at the terrible door. A cozy heat enveloped Tino, containing steam.

Like the Inn itself, the Baths were stunning things Tino had never seen before.

The floor is made of smooth stone and just comfortable walking barefoot. The walls feature discreet but elaborate sculptures, and the large hot tub that holds many people is filled with transparent hot water.

There were no people in the bathroom except Tino and Citrie, who had just come in, and only the sound of hot water flowing echoed into the high ceiling space, with a strange sense of openness.

Citrie, I have your sister's words, so I'll narrow my eyes and check the open bath, but there doesn't seem to be anyone outside or inside.

Hygiene during the journey is a troublesome issue for hunters. For the most part, I can only wipe my body with a towel wet with water during my journey, or water bath there if there is a spring or something like that.

Hunters don't get that dirty with the power of Mana Materials, but still, it's not like I can't wait to stress.

The sight that spreads in front of Tino, who was only a little restless after crossing the mountain, was heaven.

What a... luxury. This is the temper, you have to be careful not to get used to it...

I head to the washroom admonishing myself. There was only a luxury inn, and the washroom was lined with many kinds of soaps that smelled good. Perhaps it's usually like a noble courtier or a big merchant's son would use it.

I sit in a chair and check the lifting smell one by one with just a little excitement. What Tino always uses is something that will eliminate the smell of his body whenever possible. As a bandit, it's natural behavior, but I think it's a good idea to use soap that smells good once in a while.

I sat back in my chair and tried to foam one of my carefully chosen soaps, when a voice came from behind me.

The thin arm is then stretched out and poked in front of Tino's eyes. A finger like a white fish was picking a glass bottle with a light purple potion.

"Tee? Actually, this soap is better than just soap - it's Mr. Klee's favorite smell."

"... Huh?

Turn back, to unexpected words. Citrie narrowed her eyes and looked down at Tino.

Shitley, it's obvious that you have a crush on your sister. Maybe it's not like love, but there's definitely a strong bond between them.

Is it possible that such a Citrine sister would reach out to Tino, who is just a disciple, for no reason?

"How's that? I always go out of my way to formulate it. If you don't want it - I don't mind..."

It was the devil's temptation. I don't know why you formulated such a thing, Citrine, but your sister is a strong habit, but she doesn't lie about buying grudges just because she's smart. The potion has a strong effect on clan members.

No, in the first place, if you're always formulating it, don't you always use it?

Dye your cheeks and shrink. If you say if you're there or not - I want it. I want to use it.

I'd rather be praised than praised by anyone. I'm not aware of Tino, but I have something in front of me that might attract my attention.

But I couldn't get the word out. Turn silently downward to the scorching agony. Citrie, your sister laughed at the garlic and sat behind Tino.

Even though the enemy didn't take his back, he feels chilly for some reason and shook his body by accident. Citrie said slowly in a bright voice.

"Right... you're tired, aren't you? I'll... wash Tee. Tee just needs to think and lose her strength... don't worry, she's good at massages. Just think about me..."

Not good. This is not good. The alarm was ringing in my head. Citrie, your sister's fingertips touch her shoulders and she screams tiny, not knowing how ticklish it is.

My heart is beating hard. You have to run. But I couldn't move my legs. Fulfill it in the first place, what happens when you run away?

It was an unprecedented crisis. I - I made the wrong choice. Citrie's sister's mouth in the mirror opposite her was laughing, but her eyes were as cold as a doctor performing the procedure.

I should have said no. If you didn't need soap or anything (which your sister probably made for herself), you should have said no instantly with a look like you didn't know what she said.

Citrie, who is good at tangling hands. Your sister's manipulation is scarier than your sister's violence.

I try to get up, but my shoulders are restrained and I can't move. Citrie, your sister removes the sealed glass bottle lid with only her right hand. Thick, light purple liquid shakes.

That was plenty of paint on the palm of Citrine's hand, and as soon as its fingertips tried to touch Tino's back, which trembled, I heard a scream from nowhere.

'Moist, good, good, good, good! It's a dragon! There was a dragon. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Dra...... gon?

Absolutely deadly. For Tino, who was at the extreme of tension, it was a word of salvation.

I had no idea what that meant, but Citrie's hand stopped perfectly, and the grin disappeared from its expression, sighing small.

When I washed my hands off quickly, I told Tino I was relieved.

"Come on, what are you doing? It's a man's bath over there - but he called me, so I need to go help him - because it should be close to an open-air bath."

"Huh? Yes. Yeah?"

There's no way there's a dragon or anything. Even the lowest level, it is a mighty demon that can be slaughtered as easily as man.

In common sense, it's a demon that's supposed to make a fuss just by getting close to the city.

Confused, but better than staying right now, I get up.

Run out after your sister, Citrie, who had already rushed out.

When you take an open-air bath, you look up at a tall wall that looks sturdy with the kind of eyes that Citrie observes.

That's when Tino realized something terrible.

"Citrie, sister! We're naked!

"So what? Is Tee irresistible if she's naked at the time of the raid?

"It's..."

Absolutely right.

In front of Tino, which solidifies to unexpected honesty, Citrie slammed it into a thoughtful wall as she pulled one of the potions out of the band.

§ § §

I don't know what that means. Exactly being attacked by a dragon in a hot spring falls within the tenth ranking of my hunter's life, which I can't figure out.

Besides, this place is crowded. What the hell is going on with the security of this inn like a dragon breaking into an open-air bath?

Expect only a few things that would make me look unsatisfactory, but the water-colored dragon rose out of the open-air bath, pointing firmly at me. Are you even intimidating me, opening wide the wings grown on its back?

Try this, it's a dragon, even if it's small. Opening the wings can be quite intimidating. In retrospect now, there's no way there's an inn or anything that owns a dragon. You should have noticed before you tried to take an open-air bath. They were hit by the charm of the hot springs.

As the dragon walked up from the open bath on two feet, he blew me up and stepped in the broken glass, breaking into the inner bath.

Are you going to take baths and meals at the same time...... what a luxurious dragon. If the innkeeper asks me what I think, I'll decide to advise that the glass in the bathroom should be made of toughened glass. If I could just go home alive.

When he scolds his fluttering body and rises, he twitches and distance himself from the dragon. I still have a Safe Ring, but there's nothing I can do if someone doesn't repel me. "The Dog Chain" stands before me courageously, but unfortunately he was devoid of any aggression.

We should just run inside the inn. That's what reason says, but if I run out, this hungry dragon will come after me. The inn is ruined, and I'm a hunter for once. I also want to avoid damage to the general public. Sometimes you can't get away with it anyway.

Citrie called. I'm sure you'll come.

I turned my hand flat against the water-colored dragon that packed the distance. [M] Calm your breath, it'll take you a while to buy time.

"Calm down, look. Don't you get it? The treasure I'm equipped with!... I'm sure it won't taste good if I eat it..."

What a pitiful negotiation. Even in my hunter's life, I should be within the tenth place in the pitiful persuasion rankings.

A watercolor dragon opens my jaw all the time to me, completely losing my sense of reality. In his mouth, his fangs as sharp as knives were sloppily aligned. They have all the dragonal traits for you that were soaked in the hot springs with pleasure. You're kidding.

Check the surrounding conditions. It's a hot spring, so naturally, I can't find anything like a weapon. Well, even with weapons, I can't handle much, but the only thing that exists there is a hot spring that I haven't enjoyed much yet.

I had no choice but to enter the hot spring. [M]

Tilt his neck as if the dragon had seen anything strange. I raised my voice and laughed at the human trick somewhere.

It was totally shitty. They enter the hot springs so that the dragons slowly hunt down their prey. 'Chain of Dogs' wraps around its wings, but not at all intentional.

Hunters. Hunters mixed with dragons. About me. I'll be absolutely proud of you when I get back to the clan house.

The moment someone like that heard me think laughing with my nose, the light blinked out unexpectedly.

At that moment, my vision stains with white. The glass, which was still marginally left, is completely blown away by impact, and the sound shakes the brain.

The shock turns the hot spring into a wave, descending from your head.

Wipe your face with your arms and open your eyes. The dragon trembles and looks back.

An open-air bath with no shadows to see. Stepping over a completely collapsed wall, Citri and Tino come in with towels wrapped around their bodies.

I smiled back at Citrie, who always smiled when I found this one.

I don't like this anymore... what a vacation.