The Skill Collector

"Hey, how come your aunt doesn't care what she looks like? Your hair's a mess, and your clothes are worn out, okay? Could it be that you're dumping a woman?

A girl's voice reached her ear as she went down to the first floor of the inn to have breakfast.

Unfamiliar voice. You have a lovely voice, but the content of the story is terrible.

You seem to be talking to someone, but you're not talking to someone I know.

I'll see what they look like before I cut down the stairs.

One is a hairstyle girl cut straight off at shoulder length. His eyes opened wide and his mouth kept spitting without closing.

"Auntie, why are you dumping a woman? You're not into romance or marriage? Or do you want to have the right person even though you don't try, or do you have that impossible dream? Do you see reality?

... It's a terrible question attack. No, it's questioning.

You're a cute girl if you keep your mouth shut, but don't even get all those words about hunting people down.

It was a facial acquaintance who was being asked such a question close to cursing.

I'm pinching my desk, sitting in a chair, shaking my shoulder-- cuyoli.

I can only see the back of my head leaning over from this one, but it conveys being cornered.

Originally, it was normal for her not to talk to anyone for a few months if she didn't have contact with anyone but me, but there's no way she could handle a girl with a master mouth. Suppose we get a help boat out here?

As I walk to Cuyoli early, I notice discomfort. They say they have quite a few guests at breakfast time, but they're all too quiet.

The girl's voice isn't that loud, so she shouldn't normally be swallowed up by the hustle and bustle of the inn to reach my ears.

When I look at the seats around me, the seats are mostly filled and there are guests... Looking carefully, it turned out why the inn was quiet.

who have no hands on the breakfast carried, and whose cloudy eyes are pointed at the ceiling.

"Ha ha ha," he with an empty grin, leaking his powerless voice.

I could understand why no one would try to help Kuyori. - Looks like after you've already been harmed.

"Luckily it's not thin, and it doesn't smell poor..."

"It's okay. I can still play a young role. I can also act as a teenage heroine..."

Sumire and Cheiri, the innkeepers, sit on the floor, shoulder to shoulder and bump and whine. Did they say something pretty terrible?

"This curse is helpful, helpful"

The writer who is commercializing the text also seems to have been misstated, running the pen with his vain eyes to write something down.

The butler and twin maid, who refrain behind it, looked faceless, but all three had clenched fists that were pulling shivers.

Lipre doesn't even move with Pickle while he's stuck at his desk. "Back to Death" doesn't seem to activate with heart damage either.

There seems to be no demon king and no irritation, but all other guests staying in the inn are extinguished...?

A level statement that you can't complain about being beaten up if you're a rough temper. Even so, no one seemed to yell or complain of violence. I guess you decided you couldn't grow up with a girl opponent.

- As a result, it seems terrible.

"Auntie, how many are you? I'm already married... there's no way, is there? It's usually a better outfit if you have a husband or someone you're interested in."

"That's it, please"

Stand beside the cuyoli and reach right in front of the girl.

I erased the signs and snuck away, so suddenly it must have looked like I showed up. The girl mumbles in surprise.

"Mr. Cuyoli, are you okay?"

"Collect it. Ah."

He grabbed the hem of my clothes and scratched me with tears.

This is unusual. Recently, rejoicing and sorrow had been reviving a little, but it might be the first time in decades to see tear-eyed cuyoli.

Don't freshen up your craving for asylum.

Tell the semi-crying cuyoli to leave this place and ask him to give up his seat.

Cuyoli walks away with his back turned and blush. I didn't know you would inflict that much pain on immortality.

"Ma'am, what can I do for you?

"I haven't even named you yet, and I haven't explained it to you, so why did you think it was for your uncle? I wonder if she's over-conscious because of her girlie hobby. Wow, that's tight."

You really have a bad mouth. This girl.

If it's this way of talking to everyone, there will be a lot of trouble.

"No. I don't have that kind of hobby."

Smiling as usual, I give it back.

My reaction was unexpected, the girl's eyebrow roots pop.

Such a girl's outfit is made of good quality material. Seems like solid and luxurious clothing with stitches. You look like a rich or powerful daughter.

But if you're a parent with status, I don't think you'd let a girl with such a problem wander around by herself.

Expanding the range to explore the signs, I feel four strong signs in front of the inn.

It's breakfast writing time, but it seems to be blocking traffic in front of the door if you don't think a new guest is coming in.

Is it reasonable to consider it an escort? If so, why don't you come inside?

Regular people in this inn are calm and discerning. There is no such thing as putting a hand on a child, but suppose they knew that beforehand......

"Maybe you're a friend of Sleep Princess?

"What, how do you know! Disgusting. Pull. Wow."

Honestly, you have a bad mouth.

Nevertheless, I'm not angry because I know why.

As a result of the 'appraisal', 'poisonous tongue' is floating over her head in red letters. That's also at a pretty high level.

Girls can't help but spit out poison because of their skills.

Besides, it even combines "rap" and "psychology". Girl with excellent ability to spot the opponent's weaknesses and shortcomings and attack them thoroughly there.

"It's a simple deduction."

When I say so, the face of the writer who was leaning down in the diagonal front seat jumps. You don't have to react there.

"Are you a good old detective? I don't know if it's okay to stick around, even though it's not until my mid-teens that I can't tell the difference between reality and the story and I'm allowed to make painful statements. Tell me, what's his name, reasoning, puff?"

Stir. Stir.

I don't feel irritated because I know the cause, but... should I raise the level of 'state abnormality tolerance' at once?

"No. That's all the words are masterful, and rarely are there people who can't win with their mouths. Escorts dealing with such emergencies are more people outside the store, aren't they? The fact that I didn't accompany you to the store meant that I knew what temper this innkeeper had. Being someone who is familiar with such information and is likely to be connected to someone like you... I could only think of a sleeping princess."

The Sleep Princess would be interesting to introduce me to, so let's not make any assumptions.

Apparently he is centered, lowering the corner of his mouth and making a dissatisfied face.

"As I was asking the Sleeping Princess, I don't like it because I can't see the bottom and it's not incendiary"

A girl is sighing and staring at me half-eyed.

Speaking of which, the Sleep Princess seems to like the name, and she says to call it that around.

"Ha. It's often said."

"Mmm. The reaction is not interesting. You see skills anyway, don't you? I heard there was a man who couldn't do anything about this, but it's about your uncle."

"Yes, you can manage that."

"Poisonous Tongue" is not an only skill or rare skill, so it is possible to buy it. There are some precedents that I actually bought out a few times.

The most common person with a 'poisonous tongue' was someone with a bad ex-boyfriend mouth and a curved personality who remembered at some point.

The next most common option is a pattern in which either the couple learns their skills during their marriage and their partner asks them to buy them, or the person concerned comes to the consultation.

The trouble with 'poisonous tongues' is that they are divided between those who originally have a bad mouth and personality and those whose serious concerns are hidden.

Skills tend to develop when there is dissatisfaction with the other person. It also pushes and kills emotions, and 'poisonous tongues' appear when patience overlaps the limit.

"This annoying skill is the only source of trouble. Buy it now. 'Cause I'll pay you an amount that will satisfy my poor uncle."

For a moment I saw a shade in her expression as she exhaled in relief.

"Are you sure you want to buy it out?

"What are you talking about? Are you the owner of a peculiar sexuality that wants to be exposed to more ramblings?

He shrugs his shoulders and makes a bare gesture that he doesn't know what my statement means, but the inner agitation was read in "Psychology".

Is she still the latter? - "Poisonous Tongue" kills emotions and is born when you overlap your patience.

In this case, the original personality cannot say what I would very much like to say. A lot of people like that.

"Aren't some of you helped by that skill?

"In case you do, you don't have to tell someone else's uncle in red."

"That's true. I just want to buy it out, but I also need to get this ready to buy out my skills. Can I have another visit the day after tomorrow?

The girl who put her arms together and left her body behind is staring me in the eye.

It looks strong, but it is a vanity to cover up and hide from being seen through a frightened mind.

"Okay. I'll be back the day after tomorrow, so be prepared!

When the girl left angry with her shoulder, the shopkeeper breathed back.

He's waking up his body and exhaling heavily.

"Uh, I had business the day after tomorrow"

"I'm going on an adventure the day after tomorrow, too."

"Pull into the room..."

Everyone talks about their plans for the day after tomorrow without letting anyone hear them and returns to their room early.

It's going to be quiet the day after tomorrow.

"Well, I was wondering if you could tell me about the girl like that."

"After all, you were spotted. That I went through with it.... Huh."

It is the Sleeping Princess who looks like a beautiful girl of thin fortune who yawned greatly.

The blood color seems to be better and healthier than before, but the effect of staying asleep seems to be a constant lack of sleep.

The day after the poisonous tongue girl arrived, she visited Sleep Princess's mansion, also an informer, and she was put through to her bedroom lightly to this day.

"I could have bought it normally, because there seemed to be something going on"

"Mmm, right. She was in the position of a certain aristocratic commonly known concubine. The father rarely shows his face and the mother hits his daughter with the frustration. As a result, she pushed her emotions to death and grew up with a poor girl who was so good at seeing their complexion that she couldn't say what she wanted to say."

Was it within my expectations to even speak of the situation?

Meanings and reasons exist for acquired skills.

"Psychology" is the result of studying hard to get to know the minds of my parents at all.

"Poisonous Tongue" was expressed to expose his mind when the mind he pushed to death exceeded its limits.

Even 'rap' is so. The real girlfriend must have been a... other loving chatty-loving girl.

"What is the situation with her now?

"My mother, who was doing something close to abuse, was frightened by my daughter's ramblings and stopped getting her hands on it, but... it seems she's starting to distance herself. Neither of my parents is leaning on her now, and it seems like a maid who knows her well for a long time is just serving her."

Have you been able to overstate what you want to say and escape violence, but have you become more lonely?

After grasping the current situation, I'm not sure if I can buy out my skills or leave them alone.

If the girl loses her 'poisonous tongue', it is likely that her mother's abuse will start again.

Nevertheless, if you continue to leave it like this, you won't get a chance to reconcile with your parents, and you won't even be able to make friends.

But it's also true that 'Poisonous Tongue' is throwing out the mental pressure, the pus of her heart, that builds up in her.

"That's a more troublesome project than I thought. It's quicker to hear what we really want to do than for me to think here."

"That's right. I'd like to do something for you, too, but it's a lot of trouble, so let's push it to the collector... Because I trust the collector will do something about it."

I'm smiling gently, but I'm not deluding you.

I feel like you've been throwing everything at me lately when there's trouble. I also use it, but I'm not convinced.

"First of all, how do you get your heart out of us..."

"If you're a collector, that's what I'm calling her. Come in."

Be prepared. I was feeling signs in front of the door, but was it hers?

The girl who came in with the bedroom door open doesn't utter a word. I'm staring at you with my mouth shut.

Apparently, conversations have been heard so far.

"I ask you to go straight in, what do you want to do?

The girl grips both of her bushes tightly and opens her mouth once she breathes heavily.

"I don't like going back in time. But I don't even like being alone like this. I don't want to hurt anyone anymore."

It's not the poisonous tongued girl who hurts others with words in front of her, but the lonely, age-appropriate girl who runs out and weeps.

The best thing to do in this case is...

"Okay. I'll buy 'Poison Tongue'. But I'll leave you only one level."

"Leaving levels?

He leans his neck with a decent look, keeping his eyes bright red.

"Yeah. Level one doesn't have much of an impact, because it's just a little bit of a bad mouth. Then you'll look lovely."

It's easy to say what you think, so you don't accumulate too much discontent.

"I'm not glad the old man told me that. But, well, I'll say thank you! You're glad the beautiful girl told you."

The girl's face, who said that and laughed embarrassingly, was certainly fascinating.

When I buy out the girl's 'poisonous tongue', the statement that came to level one is very adorable, and I can be sure many people would like that one.

Let's just go and see how things go and when we get to the next level, we'll buy up that share.

"Ho, I really appreciate it, hey! But don't get on with it, right? It's not like I liked you."

And I threw it away, and I left the bedroom.

If you speak to that extent, you'd rather prefer someone else.

"This solves everything, doesn't it? Good, good."

The Sleep Princess who pushed everything against me is saying something.

Perhaps we should discuss this once around here because I feel it has been used to be good for her from day to day.

"But what do you do with the 'poisonous tongue' you bought out? I don't think there's any use for it."

"No, I have a use for any skill. It's possible, for example, to activate it like this and blame it on a nightmare level... right?