The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

"Yes, then this is the crusade reward for the three Horn Rabbits, and the purchase price for the Demon Nucleus and Materials."

Say it. Marine presents the money for details and amounts to the adventurers who have hunted demons.

It is up to each individual to decide whether or not to be satisfied with it.

Nevertheless, make it a crusade reward. Make it a buyout for demonic nuclei and materials, I'm with you in every city adventurer's guild unless there's a special reason.

So no adventurer complains at this point first. It's just...

"Hey? What are you gonna do?

In a slightly frustrating tone, Marine confirms to the man.

She's frustrated because that adventurer pretends to think deliberately and peeks at Marine's limbs with a flicker.

I can often see my gaze concentrated, especially around my chest.

She's a long time from this job. That's why I'm good at insight.

Although I'm used to it when it comes to getting used to it, especially since few adventurers dare to come under the marines from the sketchy heart.

"Hey Temee! Let's make up our minds, we're behind you!

Then the voice of a wild man from behind. And, um? and adventurers looking back at the fight hips. I stare at them, but they change their complexion when I see the tag hanging around my neck.

"Heh, heh, excuse me for being a C2. Oh, this is the reward! Bye!"

With that said, only the reward was cluttered into his nostalgia, and the man followed the rush and the spot.

It is the type that attracts the strong and strong to the typically weak.

That said, the guy was only an adventurer of the C-rank grade 4 or so.

"It would be tough if Marine was dealing with all that at all. Whoa, so I accomplished this request. A merchant escort mission. Totally! It's been tough. A fierce demon attacked me on the road. But this is my..."

It is also a marine that opens up to the man who speaks out the likes of Takeshi Takeshi (I guess from the person).

Though a daunting mouthpiece as if it had been done in the first place on a spectacular grand adventure, the request this man made is an escort assignment on a journey that takes less than half a day from the village to the city.

My client is a pedestrian, and he doesn't have a carriage or anything like that. On foot, he walks across the village and the city to do business.

And such merchants basically avoid such dangerous paths (...).

However, because demons such as goblins are disgraceful, and merchants who are nowhere to go to attack merchants or the like, merchants without their own arms hire about one adventurer to escort them even on the laid roads of relatively less dangerous streets.

This time it also falls under that category, which means that the danger is low unless there is actually so much going on.

"Well, that's why I threw the vicious demon I showed up to protect my client, and the chisel threw..."

"Yes, then this is the amount of Demon Nuke purchased for the reward of the escort and the crusade of the two goblins."

But she couldn't hear such a man's story, and Marine let her finish the job without a scratch.

Even though it was scattered, it sounded like couscous and mockery from adventurers around me on a pretty soggy track record.

Hearing it, the man received his reward and left badly.

"Good day, Mr. Marine."

Through the busiest hours of the evening, Marine entered the break room as the guild finally calmed down.

Then the junior receptionist, who was in for a break a foot earlier than Marine, greets me.

Besides, I'm tired, and I'll give it back, and I'll make a joke about today's work, etc.

"But Mr. Marine is still popular. Especially at this hour, we all feel like we're after Mr. Marine."

"I'm not happy about that. It feels like what the hell did you become an adventurer for? The quality of adventurers has been particularly poor lately."

"Ah, you might find that out. The rank's a little sweet, too, and it looks like Goffo's guy was promoted to B-rank during this time."

Then another official who came in later joined the conversation.

Sometimes she goes into reception, but one way or another administrative work is the main thing. I am therefore familiar with the information of adventurers.

Marine nodded at her statement like that, oh.

"That's definitely a mystery. But you did have a strange increase in crusades these days. That's where I got my promotion exam."

"Sounds like there's something sweet about the exam officer. The number of people in the C-rank has grown too much lately, and adventurers who seem to be able to do their job at all seem to have had an opinion about raising it to the B-rank, which might have affected them."

"Uh-huh, but Goffo, or the adventurers who are with him a lot, often bring only crusade sites."

The junior receptionist speaks in wonder. Indeed, normally, if demons are defeated, demon nuclei and materials are brought in separately from crusade sites.

"Sure, it's changed, but if you have a crusade site, it'll be judged as an achievement."

When Marine clapped her shoulders, she did, and the junior smiled bitterly as well.

"Either way - I wonder if some more boney adventurers could come out."

spill to sigh, and Marine stood up,

"Well, then I'll be almost done with today's work, and will you do your best"

And that's what I'm gonna say and get back to work. The junior also went back to the reception counter to imitate it.

"Ah, Marine!

Then C-rank Adventurer Peach, who is also close to Marine, rushes over, shaking his peachy hair patterned with side-ups.

"Oh Peach, I'm back now. What? Request to collect demon grass again today?

"Well, well, well, well, well."

It was a marine somewhere relieved by the appearance of a sporting peach with a giddy look.

Peach was a magician who came to register for the Alliance about six months ago, and it was at that time that I responded that I started to talk a lot and get along.

Compared to Marine, Marine may even think of Peach as her sister, who is younger and cute looking.

"... and you're as big as ever."

"Huh? What?

"No, we're talking over here."

However, it is a peach with a face that remains somewhat unbearable, but the fruit that is fruitful in deflection, even from the top of the robe, is also mature sole.

Marine is also quite confident in style, but when it comes to breast size, it was a complete defeat.

(Nothing, because I'm not small, I'm just too big a peach!

With that in mind, the process of completing the request for a peach is carried out.

Apparently, several horn rabbits have also been hunting after a request to collect demon grass. I'll add that as a reward.

Magic grass collection is also popular with adventurers dealing with magic systems because magic potions are rewarded separately from the fee requested by a girl named Elmir who runs a pharmacy in the city of Hamma (even though the target is probably much older than Marine because of the elves).

That's what Peach does a lot these days.

Demonic grass is swarmed in the western woods not so far from the city of Hamma, and since there are no such powerful demons, it is not difficult for even less ranked adventurers to do the request.

"Yes, then the commission, the purchase of the Demon Nucleus, and the sum of all of them. And a redemption board."

"Hey! I can't handle anything!?"

Boo-boo and complaining peach, but this is also like twitching each other.

That's how we feel about each other.

"... but Peach. Something tells me there's been an increase in goblins in the West Forest lately. At times like this, you know, women are easy to target, so just be careful. You're a magician and you're a solo."

Tell Peach as Marine warns. Goblins aren't so worried if they're a few, but they're pretty troublesome when they form a detachment party to come.

Especially if the sorcerer is attacked in numbers without a shield, in relation to chanting, he is at once disadvantaged.

Because if magic cannot be exercised, its abilities are no different from those of ordinary people or worse, it is less than that.

Goblin-targeted woman's end of the line is too miserable, and as for Marine, I definitely don't want Peach to have that in his eyes.

"Marine is already worrying. It's okay. About goblins. First of all, I'm going to be a great master in the future!

Marine returns it to Peach, who says it in the face of Doya.

"I don't mind the archdeacon, but have you got more magic to use?

"Ugh, that's going to get more and more!

What are you doing on the marina that narrows your eyes? and peaches that rock peach hair on both sides. How cute that is, but really, it's Marine who hopes and expects Peach to grow.

It's just that peaches are still young, don't they have a lot of limitations on solos? and Marine is starting to feel it. Though Marine also thinks that I wish there was such a presence that someone would bring out the power of Peach.

(But given the quality of adventurers these days...)

Of course, there are guilds with the right strength, but naturally such adventurers are busy with it, and if the ranks are too different, it is also difficult to act together inside.

I hope there are adventurers who are likely to be her inspiration at the same rank as Peach - although some adventurers are definitely more male in the first place.

To be honest, some people look at peaches with a rounded eye of desire, so sometimes it's worrying to put them together with bad adventurers.

"... clean, white, handsome newbie - there's no way there's such a thing..."

"Heh? What's that?

It is a peach that asks Marlene, curiously, who has accidentally appeared in her mouth.

"Oh, yeah, it's nothing, it's over here."

And Marine deceived Peach so much. After that, Peach followed the guild, and Marine was on her way home after all the work that day.

The roads...

(... Phew, not at all -)

Marine sighs unexpectedly. And look back,

"Why don't you come out without hiding?

And who did what?

"Hehe, hehe, what were you aware of? Hehe, I thought Marine liked me, didn't she? So wherever I am, I know, eh..."

It was a man with more hair like a bird's nest who showed up.

He talks in a strange tone and watches as he licks Marine's limbs. He was a disgusting man who seemed to run scared unexpectedly.

But just the characteristic hairstyle. Marine also knows about this guy. He's one of those adventurers who's signed up for the Alliance.

The same goes for Goffo when it comes to perseverance, but I still get a headache when adventurers don't have lots of things to imitate like this to follow me home.

"Come on, Marine, let's stick together. Oh, I will, and I will, and I will."

"I refuse. Aren't you a little short of common sense to come to a place like this?

I say clearly to these guys that Marine has a tough tone and scornful eyes.

Then, as expected, the man went upside down.

"Oh, that's what I think! If this happens, help me, I'll make you understand!

A man pulled out his hips sword. Naturally this is an act that will never be tolerated throughout the city, and you can't complain about being fought back by Marine at this point.

Twice the wind cut sounded in the man's ear, and the screaming stuck all over the city.

Hmm, and snorts, and Marine looks at the man's both knees. The knife thrown was stunningly piercing both knees of the man.

"If I punish you for this, you won't imitate being after the receptionist again. Well, I guess I'll be done as an adventurer by then."

Eventually the man was captured by the guards who rushed him and taken to the stuffing station. Marine also explained the reason on the spot, but the man's sins were well proven by the fact that the man was pulling out his sword and the testimony of witnesses.

But still, Marine came home a little late because she was going to be asked about her hobby in the jar together.

(You don't really do a lot of things for me.)

With stupidity in her heart, Marine returns home again.

Many adventurers are rough these days, and there are really few good quality adventurers.

Marine is also rarely targeted, but the arm of a knife remembered as a protective technique is considerable. Adventurers of C rank have enough arms to pay back.

However, Marine adventurers are still underrated when things like this continue.

It would also be highly influential for Marine to say publicly that she doesn't associate with adventurers and that she doesn't deal with them.

"I'm home."

"Oh, welcome back, hey!

When Marine returned to the room, the boy greeted her with a short cut of blue hair the same color as Marine.

"Blue, I'm sorry I'm late. 'Cause I'm gonna make dinner soon."

Marine started to stand in the kitchen and prepare dinner after changing into loose clothes for the room.

Marine lives with her brother, Blue, in a collective home located on the southwest side of the city.

Never a big room, but the rent is considerably cheaper than the market at Guild Tste. I'm glad I'm a guild receptionist in these places.

"Hey! Hey!

"Hey blue. Stop waving your sword in the room."

As he was cooking, Blue grabbed the wooden sword and started barebacking. Watch and beware of that with a face like that.

"'Cause it's getting dark already, and if you were barebacking outside, the guards would piss you off."

In most cities it is forbidden for children to walk outside alone when the sun begins to fall. To be safe, of course.

"That's why you don't bareback all the way in the room, right?

"'Cause you can't be a first-rate adventurer without working hard!

"Isn't that because? Stop anyway. I'm in the middle of cooking."

Is it a period of rebellion in the blue of complaining? and is an anxious marine.

(And I wonder why boys admire adventurers...)

Even with that in mind, dinner can be served, and I get a blue and a meal lined up on the table.

I smile at the blue that looks delicious and eats molly.

"Hey Blue? Are you really going for the adventurer?

"Seriously! Besides, I'm almost done. That way we can help!

You can only sign up for the Adventurer Guild from the age of fifteen, recognized as an adult in this world. But before doing so, it is also possible to follow the adventurer from the age of fourteen as a help to the adventurer in order to give the child who aspires to be an adventurer an experience of what an adventurer is like.

Even less dangerous tasks are impossible, but it is also possible to determine to some extent whether or not you are suitable for adventurers.

"... I figured you wouldn't recommend your sister much. It's dangerous, and something I don't think will serve Blue."

"Talk about that again? I've already made up my mind! I'll never give up!

In the end, Blue got stuck talking about Marine. It's been this way lately.

The two of them can be said to be quite close if they try to be sisters and brothers, but once they became adventurers, there was a Marine figure who couldn't agree with Blue's dream.

Marine's parents were merchants, although they were already in the other world. Unfortunately, Marine chose the path of guild receptionist because she needed to make some quick money to raise her brother, but for that reason she also wanted Blue to follow the merchant's path.

But it is something that the world does not want. No matter how much Marine persuaded me, my brother's feelings didn't change.

Adventurers are dangerous jobs. Many adventurers do look gorgeous if you look up there, but behind it are few adventurers who lose their lives every day or suffer so many major injuries that they will never be able to move again.

Honestly, I don't think Marine would think Blue could do that in such a dangerous world. Blue has no back, no small, no magical qualities. Plus I don't have that much muscle on me either.

Must be a hard body to muscle around where I've been practicing voluntarily for years but haven't changed my shape.

Moreover, the skill of the sword was never praised. This will be very difficult to do as an adventurer.

I just feel like the more Marine tells this story, the more solid Blue has become.

Anyway, should I not touch this thing anymore now... I reconsidered that.

Finally, I also believe that it may be necessary enough to get my brother to follow me as someone's help when I turn fourteen and let me know that I am not suitable for adventurers.

It's just - when that happens, there's talk about who the hell. I'd prefer an adventurer who would calmly judge me after finding out I was Marine's brother if I could - honestly not in the memory of Marine, an adventurer who did that.

There's a hand in keeping it hidden from the beginning that he's Marine's brother, but Blue might talk about it, and it could lead to troublesome things if he finds out somewhere.

Even so much so that a man like that just came out.

(The world is really boring...)

There are many things that bother Marine about her head, such as about her recent adventurer and her brother's future.

And in the end, the next day came without this kind of thought.

"Marine, I'm going to ask you to do this again today."

Peach came in the morning and brought an example request for demon grass collection.

Seeing a naive peach makes my problems seem ridiculous.

But thanks to her, Marine can feel bright somewhere, too. Peach had such a strange charm.

"Yes, then this is an order. But be careful, right? As I said yesterday, I hear there's more goblins, and if you think it's dangerous, you don't have to turn back."

"I don't like it. It's okay. Marine is worried. Besides, I can handle goblins. 'Cause I'm looking to be the future archdeacon!

That's what I say. A chest stretching peach. Plump. Big. That rocks up and down, and the adventurer's eyes behind him nail it.

After intimidating those sketches with my eyes, I dropped off the peach because it's forbidden to be cautious.

Sure, a few goblins or so in the peach might work it out - but for some reason it was a marine with a strange heartbeat that day.

"Hey, did you hear that? A good number of goblins are starting to show up in the woods."

"Oh, it's troublesome to have more goblins, no matter how much. I'm gonna stop getting close to those woods today."

"But that's crazy. It seems that the goblins in those woods are hunting all the time, but they're getting more..."

There is a group organized around Goffo's party. It does seem odd, as they say, that goblins have been crusaded with their hands for a long time, and yet there are more - but Marine was more concerned about Peach than that.

I don't think there's anything to worry about because some things are oddly lucky - but still, Marine was up in the sky that day, even when she was working somewhere.

Still, I might say that I'm doing my job without mistake.

And - time went by and nearly evening found that Marine's worries were worrying.

Anyway, Peach came back to the guild as usual, and he was even more stunning along the way.

Marine blew out thinking you seemed like an idiot to worry about earlier. Besides, Peach looked mucky - but there was a strange boy standing behind him.

The boy named himself Nagare.