The guild doorbell rang when I was tired of the crunchy jarring and vegetable-eating pouch chewing noises and the occasional screams I could hear in the Adventurer's Guild of the King's Capital Regalia.
Adventurers all over the Alliance, as if it were some sort of ritual, put pressure in that direction.
Well, this is normal, but that's not a lot of Bailanaea.
Maybe this is also because there are so many beautiful and cute kids like Nuts, Lina, and Chunhua.
The person who rang the doorbell approached me with a big crotch with a cool face, not knowing that.
This face............... you've done well, apparently.
"Congratulations, Betty. Do you feel that way?
"Heh heh, I knew you'd understand? But it wasn't that easy, was it?
"Heh, who was the examiner?
"Azley's good at it."
Explore Betty's intentions as she winked and showed her with her pussy. Dear Sir?
"Could it be Mr. Gaston?
"Sooo. It's already been tough! Oh, but it's been a long time since I've seen Fuyu."
"You were even at Fuyu! Other than that?
"Heh? That's all? Oh, excuse me. Give us a ale, too!
Betty said with a decent face.
Right or right. Am I the only three brave men? I'm not convinced of anything.
However, I am concerned about Betty's review. Should I swallow my grievances with rice?
"So, what kind of review was that?
"Well, Master Gaston knew about me, so he said, 'I don't have much to do... but let me show you how much I've grown,' and he went out of the West Gate to where the big monster Diaminotaur is. So I stood around as well as I could..."
And when I said that, the waitress delivered ale to us.
Even so, Betty's guy, he's a good imitator of Gaston, huh?
"First of all, cheers. Cheers!
"It's crispy jarring - Ugh!
"... why is Porch crying while eating vegetables?
"Oh, well, it's like a punishment game"
"Then what?"
"Ah!"
"" Kanpah!!
Ringing Katsung and Yale jocks, I consumed alcohol that I don't usually drink.
The hot feeling through your throat is unfamiliar after five thousand years.
But useful as a very good tool in these seats.
Celebration seats..................? I can't help it, would you like me to order some milk and meat from Porch?
"- So you fought Diaminotaurs, who usually defeat them by magic. That hardness is against the rule of rank A."
"Sure. Betty wouldn't have let the blade through, would she?
"You're already right. Five hundred shots, one spike of concentration, and finally the damage? I thought you were going to be Neuroses."
"Ha ha."
Five hundred shots... If you aim for tissue in the body that looks slight from Vajra's body, it's easy to get through the damage, but, well, it's dangerous because that's all you have to dive into the nostalgia, and I can't recommend it, but if you have Betty's speed, you can't...?
I'll let you know when I settle down later.
"So, that's all the scrutiny was?
"No way. Fight Master Gaston directly in front of that Diaminotaur wreck."
"Oh, is that true?
Betty shrugged her shoulder and said yes to my reaction.
Wow, what a hit between Gaston and Betty. Hey, you wanted to see me, too.
"So, what happened to the battle?
When I heard that, there were some listening adventurers behind Betty at some point. Oh, did you make your voice a little too loud?
But anyone will want to know what it is. Poaches bite on meat though.
Betty drank up, daring to turn Yale's jock upside down. I'll drink as usual.
Of course, I don't usually drink it because of the Pochizzery store, but the tag seems to come off in these seats.
The adventurers behind me ordered Yale's replacement as a "treat". Is that the price of the story you're about to hear?
"Well... why don't you ask the person?
A slightly reddish Betty pointed to the door of the Adventurer's Guild as she sipped a ale.
Sooner than we look at the door, we hear voices coming from the Alliance counter.
"Ga, Master Gaston!?
Ahead of his eyes, he did see Gaston poking his wand there.
Shit. Were you too obsessed with the story?
Porch's body became frightened within the guild that gushed. Porch covered his eyes with his front leg to the name "Gaston" he could hear around him. Oh, the fat of the meat is around my eyes...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Behind Gaston walking with a trick and a wand, I saw a girl walking with a tokotoko.... Who is that beauty? Clear white skin and strong puncturing eyesight have not lost their presence in Gaston.
At that time, Porch's nose snapped and he stood up with his covered front leg off. Oh, there's fat on the floor... let's wipe this now.
"Mm, this smell is Mr. Fuyu! Long time no see -!
What? What?
No, indeed... the warmth and tenderness that dwell in a sharp eye. Hmm, I can't even say the exterior is a grown fuyu.
but, no, not really. What's so different about a woman's two years? Even Lina figured it out on the boulder.
Betty would stick to my cheek, which I was surprised by so much change.
"Oh, Azli? What's the matter, keep your eyes round?
I also feel like following Betty's cheek that stings, but I could certainly have kept my eyes round right now.
Fuyu, walking carefully behind Gaston with his eyes down, noticed this gaze of mine, shivering and hiding behind it with Gaston as his shield.
And just sneak out your face,
"Oh, it's been a while..."
"Long time no see..."
I used reverence on the younger girl like a return.
That surprised her. A little reddened, Fuyu brought a chair from the other seat and let it sit in Gaston.
Me, Betty, Gaston, and Fuyu sat at the little round table.
It's an unusual space, but Fuyu is apparently going to be dealing with Pochi. My gaze is already pointing at me. When I noticed my gaze like that, Fuyu turned red again. Am I embarrassed?
Let's not see much.
I'll have to say hello to this favorite guy for now.
"Dear Gaston (,,,,), I didn't think this would come"
It wouldn't be a good idea to call me Mr. Gaston in public. You should say this here.
"What, until Fuyu did what he had to do?"
............... what?
"What, Fuyu?
"Master Gaston, that's a promise I won't tell you."
With a little anger, Fuyu's cheeks became red again, reinforcing his tone.
"Mm, he was. He was. No, I heard you were in the guild after the battle with Betty. I thought I'd see it on my face."
Fuyu leaned back to reddening her snowy skin and concealing it.
No, no, we can't look too far. Don't look too far.
I took my eyes off Fuyu as I picked up Gaston's words.
"Yes, that's it."
"Hmm?"
"I was just talking to Betty about that fight. I hope you'll let me know."
"Well, it's not enough to talk about."
What are you doing here, Grandpa?
I see Betty in these words. "You have no choice," Betty muttered sighingly, shrugging her shoulders in the way she did.
"It might be appropriate because there's alcohol in it, but I'll talk to you. Master Gaston, may I?
"……… tea"
I ordered a cup of tea, laughing in my heart at Gaston's beverage prompting me to agree.
Okay, is that a fight between the two of you? This is exciting.