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

I knew an open-air bath would be great no matter how many times I went in. Let's definitely live near the hot springs when we retire.

Bathing completely removes drowsiness and returns to the room in an upbeat mood.

I was worried I might have kept him waiting, but Tino hadn't come back yet. The time was already significantly over enough, but it doesn't matter because it makes no sense and it's not the time I put it out.

When I was greatly absent, I was free, so I took the Evolving Face (Over Grid) out of my bag.

I was screwed. Reach for it with both hands and put it on my desk. When my empty eyes looked at me, they lowered their eyes slightly.

The reaction, I think, is very rude. What the hell did the old man put on such a feature?

"What can I do for you? As I have said many times, it is impossible for me to improve your abilities. I can't do anything I can't. It is not my fault, I am able to increase my strength if I am the general one. Sorry about you."

It is a terrible word. It's an unusable treasure.

"No, I don't know... I'm free, and when I'm confused, I get sleepy, so I thought I'd talk to Tino until he gets back."

"Ki, you, what do you think of me as this" Evolving Face "?

My mouth opens - complaining. Those who have been scolded by the mask of treasure will be about me.

But I'm not afraid to be pissed off by the treasure. I have no hands or feet, and it has been proven that this treasure can do nothing to me.

To me that doesn't break my smile, the face of the meat is like a warrior (cheek?) tremble.

"By and large, you're really my pace. What is a plain chat in the middle of such an enemy land?"

"You don't feel anything!? I'm approaching, these massive signs......!

"Uh..."

That again. I sighed deeply.

Well, needless to say, I'm not feeling any signs or anything. I've never felt it. In the first place, what level are the signs?

No, that's very close. You know what I mean? If you come within two meters or something, you know what I mean.

But if you stay a few meters away, you won't notice, and I'm not a bandit, like Liz.

I've seen and know the various treasure hunters so far that the 'feel the signs' event exists, but I don't know how I feel about it. Nobody tells me. Tell me, everyone just gives me a troubled look. Maybe it's natural for them to do it.

I was convinced that I had no choice because I was not talented, but when I could feel even a mask of meat like this, I was discouraged. Give me that ability.

I smiled halfway, and I vanished. [M]

"Well, it's a vacation this time -"

"!?... there are three hundred of us? Coming from the sky, too."

Such an idiot. Three hundred people doesn't quite make it that size even in the merchant corps.

Is it a malfunction? In the first place, it's weird to come from the sky. You may not know because you're an old tool, but modern humans usually don't fly in the sky.

Momentum opened well as he took the mask and flipped the back table to make sure it wasn't broken somewhere.

It was the naked tino that cut my breath and rushed in. Technically, I wasn't naked, I wore underwear both up and down, but I don't care about that.

That's right. I lose my word, too. I'm not made of people so much that my junior suddenly rushes in naked and greets me with a smile.

The contrast between black underwear is dazzling on white skin. But his face is pale, his right hand holding his flank.

So I noticed that there was blood all over Tino's abdomen, where his palm was placed. A red and black liquid is flowing over the white skin and a red line is formed across the right leg.

"I will!!

The look on Tino's face when he saw me distorts. When I was about to get up, Tino was jumping in here. The momentum is too great to be supported and pushed down.

The soft feel is riding from the top. I don't know what's going on. I buried my face all over my chest and Tino shook himself.

"Good...... good, yah! You were safe - yes, no, believe me, I was there. So, but they're wearing paper bags from their heads - in case something happens... good, really, really good,"

I have no idea what you're talking about. Anyway, I peeled off and grabbed the luxurious shoulder that only the string of black bras caught, gently releasing Tino's body.

That's right. I'm here, too. Yeah, I'm not saying I am.

"............... for now, shall we heal the wounds first? Lie down there."

"Ah... yes..."

I don't want to be as resilient as Anthem, but I have the treasure for recovery - "Merciful Devotion (Healing Hope)".

You can't even hope to heal site defects, but the treasures you can use to recover are valuable items that are in demand and hard to sell. It is a precious item that I bought by tapping on all my property at the time when I first became a hunter and which I have relied on several times since I got it to save my people.

Tino's wounds fortunately didn't seem that deep. Did they cut you with a knife or something, or maybe even my treasure trove can heal you?

"Merciful Devotion (Healing Hope)" - Removes the silver cross hung from his neck and rests on Tino's abdomen - activates against the wound. The cross emits a pale light, and the wounds become blocked within a look.

But what the hell happened? What I asked Tino for was to get me some tea. I don't know how to come home with a wound to my stomach.

Lying down, Tino's eyes looking up at this one were anxious as if they were abandoned puppies.

This is - it's not a good idea if you ask in a cursory way. Even I know Tino's character. I just want to ask you what happened, why did you get a wound to your belly? If that's what you're gonna hear, I'm not gonna wait for you to cry.

Wait for the light of the cross to go out and touch the bloody abdomen to see if the wound has healed.

Wiping the blood off with a flat hand, he tickled or Tino raised his glossy voice and stood on his right knee. Unexpectedly turn a moving gaze away from your lower body in a remarkable outfit.

"Nhh......!

"Uh, I'm sorry. It's okay, it's healing. How's it going?

"Mmm... ma, thank you, I'm fine. Still, the poison remains... the resistance is because your sister is poisoned and wearing it. Better yet………………"

My voice disappears at that point. I was exhilarated while Tino's face looked at me. He remembered his outfit.

Get up warm and use your hands well to hide your chest and lower body. But Tino's arms are so thin that he can barely hide his skin. I gave it an atmosphere that I didn't care about because of...

Fortunately, I'm used to that at Liz, so I'm fine. [M] It's a lie if you don't mind, but I'm a gentleman. It's hard boiled.

I turn my face bright red and give a spare yukata to Tino, who is stiff with tears. Tino thanked him with a small trembling voice, and when he received it, the door opened again.

"Mr. Klee, I'm back now. This one was fine.....................?

It was Citrie who came in. He looks at me with the usual smile, and the next thing he knows, he confirms Tino, who was sleeving through his yukata, and his expression freezes with a smile.

The gaze was toward the trace of blood flowing from his belly and onto his femur. With a pulled smile, I say with a squeezing trembling voice.

"....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Tee, you stabbed the nail so hard... I can't believe you put your hands on Mr. Klee... I won't allow it. I believed you..."

Hands - misunderstanding, Sister Citrine! I didn't do anything!

Do I look like such a person to Citrine? Together, misunderstandings are also misunderstandings and major misunderstandings. I just put in a follow up because Tino is pathetic.

I'm a man. Even lust is normal, but it hasn't fallen far enough to get my hands on a hurtful girl.

I don't know what it is, but something unusual seems to have happened. What we need at times like this is calm. I know him well because he was in a terrible spot from time to time when he was still at the party and working.

"Calm down, Citrie. Don't worry, I didn't really do anything. I'm not interested in Tino."

"Yes! Yes -!? …………………………………………………………………"

Tino's words disappear into butt blush. I look up at this one with a crying look on my face for some reason.

Contrary to that, Citrie smiles relieved and enters the room.

"Right...... I believed you. Mr. Klee, you rarely even reach out to me..."

"... eh!?

"Sometimes you say something terrible about Citrine."

I want you to stop saying things like I'm putting my hands on Citrine. [M] What would Tino do if he hated me?

I stroked Tino's head, which was stiffened with a yukata weave, and made a serious face.

"You have more to talk about than that, don't you?

"Yes. Right...................................................................................................................................................................................................."

"... help me, give me... a thousand changes"

Next to next...... you have a lot of visitors today.

The door opens again, as if we had anticipated Citrine's words.

Coming in with a pressing face was The Fog Thunder Dragon, which should have reconciled.

Fading, spasmodic Arnold and a deputy leader lending a shoulder to it. He also has a strong look about the other members as if they were in the middle of an enemy land. He doesn't even hear from me, and when he walks in, he sits in the room.

I'm dying to hear what the hell happened.

Regardless of Citrine and Tino, isn't it strange that The Misty Thunder Dragon is coming to me?

But if this happens, all I can do is listen.

Take a big, deep breath to be ready and ask Tino.

"Tino, what about sweetness and tea?

"!? Shh, sorry. On the way, they attacked me..."

"Uh... well, no. If I had something sweet, I'd work my head off a little bit more - no tea, no sweets, but let's talk."

No, wait, wait, wait.

"... aren't you feeling well, Mr. Arnold? Why don't you go home and get some sleep?

In response to my concern, Arnold, sleeping on a tatami, lifted his fist weakly and slapped him on the tatami.