Survive different worlds with the all-purpose skill 'Condiment Creation'! [Web version]

The day after I slept alone, for some reason, Mr. Marr woke me up.

I didn't sleep very well yesterday due to frog shock, so I'd like to get some more sleep.

Mr. Marr holds my hand and pulls me out to lead.

I'm not too thrilled, but I love Mr. Marr, too.

The position of a healthy bok looks boyish, which makes her less girly.

That's good again, because Mr. Marr, the lily attribute, is not interested in men.

You may not have romantic feelings unless you use a weapon called Woman to Show Occasionally.

It was the Adventurer's Guild that came holding hands like friends.

Don't hesitate to go upstairs and knock on the Alliance Master's room and go inside.

"Gilmouth! I'll be on vacation for a while from today.

Because I want to take Tatsuya to the desert country.

I want to be responsible for sending the Friesian hero who defeated the frog. "

I have no idea what's going on.

If you're willing to say this out loud, Mr. Lienbell must definitely be involved.

"... Oh, you mean you need to go to the desert to dispose of the frogs?

I'm supposed to be working as a receptionist. I can't give you permission to accompany me, but I'll give you permission in the form of a special trip.

Instead, give him a good guide. "

Gilmouth, who rarely and enthusiastically writes the paperwork, just sees Mr. Marr's face chilling and runs the pen.

You're still early in the morning, but you seem busy.

"I'm going to, because Senior Bell asked me to."

Right, I couldn't think of anything else.

I was more surprised that clam clearance was granted.

"Gilmouth, can I ask you one thing?

Why did you allow me to accompany Mr. Marr when we were just going to the desert country to dispose of the frog?

Even if I purposefully allow it as a special trip, it doesn't seem to benefit the guild. "

Gilmouth, who put a pen in my words, gave me a great sigh.

"You don't realize the seriousness of what you've done.

This is the first time a frog has been defeated in the Fennel Kingdom, and the damage caused by the raid is immense.

The city's functions are destroyed, including mass separation of adventurers and soldiers, deterioration of security due to stress, and the proliferation of demons around it.

Nothing changes soon after a frog passes, and no stopped adventurer or soldier will ever come back "

If it is true that soldiers and adventurers will take the initiative to tour the frog dance, more people will stop.

People living in the city went into the house to hide, so they shouldn't be opening stores.

The meal is even a preserved meal, every day I just get scared of frogs without having to do it at home.

Even after the frog leaves, the frog's influence remains enormous.

Stressed and frustrated citizens and soldiers whose hearts were shattered.

There can't be any security, and adventurers shouldn't have the energy to go to the request.

Demons continue to grow around the city and at worst stampede happens......?

"Without the utmost consideration for you now, your peers and soldiers will not forgive you.

I'll also arrange a carriage and escort here.

Honestly... I wasn't ready for this one either, so I personally appreciate it. "

As Gilmouth thumbed out to express his joy, the paperwork he was writing flew over here.

The content is "Continuing News, Miraculous Frog Crusade News," it says.

You were in a hurry to contact the nearby Adventurers Guild to avoid coming to the city when the frogs arrived.

I crusaded you, so now you're in a hurry to contact me?

Passing the paper to Gilmouth, there were many similar pieces of paper on the desk.

I don't have a copier, so I guess I have to write many copies of the same thing.

... If you're going to write so much, you're going to send it in addition to the Adventurer Guild in the neighborhood.

It's going to spread more fame than you think, and let's gratefully accept the favor and leave it to Gilmouth.

- An hour later -

I bought bread and vegetables all over the market to get ready for the trip.

It was my first purchase since Tin was gone, so I got a little nervous.

At the end of the buyout, Gilmouth was told in advance, "The meeting place is the East Gate," so we head to the East Gate.

When we arrived, Mr. Marr and four adventurers were already waiting for us.

Naturally, an Adventurer Alliance carriage is available.

Though there is a receptionist, Mr. Marr, he should normally take a general carriage.

Even though it's not a request, it would be a rare case to be allowed to use a carriage for the guild.

You've just defeated a giant Zacocoa Frog, and you've been a VIP treat for a long time.

"It's late," Mr. Marr said angrily, gently introducing himself only, getting into the carriage and leaving the city.

Escort adventurers are also the top C-ranked adventurers for Freesia.

In this city, where there are many novice adventurers, it is no exaggeration to speak of maximum privilege.

It's painful for four men, but I'm relieved that Mr. Marr is here.

There will be two of us in the carriage on the move with Mr. Marr, and a pleasant journey will follow.

By the way, the escort adventurer calls me 'brother'.

If you think you're a relative in the Beast Nation, now you're calling your brother to the Adventurer.

I don't feel bad, but we're all taller than me, the kid, so it only makes me uncomfortable.

As the carriage slowly progresses, there are times when it rocks loud and guttering.

Looks like the ground is in bad shape due to heavy rainfall over the day.

I can't do beautiful pavement work. I can't help it because it's a different world, but I want you to stop because it sounds like your ass.

I've been sitting on my lap before, and I've never cared about my butt.

I don't think it's going to get any worse because it's well equipped.

Exactly. Mr. Marr won't let me sit on his lap.

I look at Mr. Fumimar's face and immediately deflect my gaze outside.

I wasn't thrilled to hold hands this morning, but just sitting across the street makes me strangely conscious.

I feel like something is going to happen when I'm alone in a small space.

Marr, a bogus and energetic lily attribute, is also pushing me to expand... not bad. Rather, like.

"For once, I'm going to show you because I'm doing Senior Bell a favor.

Because I didn't come here because I wanted to spend time with Tatsuya. "

Do you have an Esper attribute?

Suddenly they read my mind, and I can't hide my upset.

The way I see it with my jito eyes also makes me feel despised.

A sense of despair comes about, realizing that it does not develop into a romantic relationship as soon as possible.

Though I knew it, when they put it into words, they stick it in my chest.

I have pale expectations at all times, because there are hot men out there.

"I know.

How much longer does it take from Freesia than that?

"At the end of a bridge three days east of the city, there's a city called Guanaco.

Switching from there to a camel car and going south for four days, it's Desert Rose, the capital of Desert Country.

We're going to get to the capital because we're going to get rid of a lot of frogs. "

"It'll take you quite a while just to get there.

If you need a transfer, I'm glad Mr. Marr came.

Traveling alone makes me nervous. "

Changing trains on land I don't even know about in Japan is tricky.

Even if I know the name of the station I'm heading to, I don't know which train to catch.

Not to mention the other world, so it would be easier if someone I know could show me around.

If I get it wrong, I need to get back in the carriage for days.

"Tatsuya's guild rating is high, but she's still a kid, after all.

I don't think it's unusual to be able to defeat a frog outside the desert people. "

"Sure, it was a creepy giant frog, but you're weak, aren't you?

I'm not sure why I'm not going to take him down... "

"That's right, I didn't think everyone would be scared that far either.

According to one theory, trauma is imprinted in the brain by continuing to hear massive frog gekogeko sounds and adult crying voices in their childhood.

I wonder if you've heard that Dwarves and Empires hate frogs.

I don't know what it's like to be scared of frogs, either, because I take them down without question. "

I wonder if it has been planted as a psychological problem since I was a little girl and actually turns into fear when I see it.

It would be difficult to improve because it was an unnatural way to be scared.

Mr. Fiona, who had eaten rice cooking, was scared, too.

I didn't know frog trauma wouldn't go away with unique skills......

"Speaking of which, Mr. Marr hasn't been working for a year as a receptionist, has he?

Was this the first time you saw a frog in Freesia?

"Yeah, I am.

I didn't think Senior Bell would count on me, so I was wondering if you could have had a few more frogs.

It's heartbreaking to see a grieving Senior Bell, but I don't get that chance.

Reliable Bell seniors are fine, but so are sweet Bell seniors... "

You went into paranoid mode, Mr. Marr was illuminating with his hands on his cheeks.

I guess you're remembering yesterday.

My breath is getting rough.

Naturally, I'm excited to see Mr. Marr like that.

It makes me want you to point the paedophile at me from Mr. Leanbell.

He's going to lead me with a cheerful smile in front of me, and he's going to have fun with me.

He desperately comforted me when I was dying at the oak, and he talks a lot to me every morning and he takes care of me a lot.

A lot of places are childish at the same age as the tin, but I think he's a really good kid.

Mr. Marr, who talks fast about bumps and Mr. Lienbell, is no longer willing to hide them.

His face is so bright red that he says, "Senior Bell's hair cums when he touches it" or something.

It's so easy to understand, I can't help wondering why Mr. Leanbell hasn't noticed.

"Since when does Mr. Marr like Mr. Lienbell?

………

Mr. Marr, who was lit up, suddenly solidifies.

I didn't think you'd find out.

I'd like to ask you the other way around why you didn't think you'd find out now.

Mr. Marr ceases to move without blinking, and only silence passes.

I wonder what she's thinking right now.

Are you trying to delude me, admit it and make it easier, or are you deciding not to hear me?

Mr. Marr, who doesn't make it microscopic no matter how much the carriage rocks, never moved until two hours after the carriage went into a break.