"You both need a frank opinion from a woman's point of view! Instead, I'd like to refer to it."

Mary leans closer to Buftus and stares. For once, it looks like we're going to vet it.

"In a nutshell, you're sober."

Mary knew not to show a straight offensive posture without twitching her words.

I hope you don't look too far into Mr. Buftas' mind.

"Right. It might not make a very good impression on women."

Serria doesn't have as many words as Mary either, but she has a tough rating. But I'm an adventurer, and I'm not here for a date, so take a big look at him.

"You can't... I was going to be okay..."

Whew, was he meant to look good...

"People, they seem to look cool about themselves for a few percent of reality. If you think you're so bad about yourself, it's gonna be hard to live. People are unconsciously sweet to themselves."

Mary, don't hunt Mr. Buftus down pale......

As the same man, it's getting painful to me.

"Right. It's hard to say how sophisticated armor is, so you should dress differently when you're on a date."

"No, that helps ~. We also have some clothes in just about every other room, so give it a try!

Senior, I knew you were going to use the two of them and called them... Too much dandelion......

"I get it. That's fine with the frizz."

Mary often cooperates with me for some reason. That seems to be the case this time.

"So shall we all move to that room?"

Serria naturally gives her consent.

All right, I noticed I was trying to get a partition out too.

- The adventurer hasn't told me I'm here.

Hard to get out in a nutshell......

In the end, members other than me left the room.

Well, should I wait a while before I show my face? There's nothing I can do if I go...

I just felt a little lonely, too. Anyway, Celia is my demon.

The door opened and Celia came back.

All of a sudden, I was scared.

"You, I'm sorry to be alone"

The word "you" worked.

"If it doesn't seem like a good idea to do fashion checks on other guys, I'll stop. I was wondering if you could understand that, too."

"No, that's fine. Help me seniors. Even if I think about it myself, I think it's sexy to be jealous of fashion checks..."

And I wasn't sure if I should say this.

You should tell me. Better put it into words.

"Thank you, Celia. I'm really glad Serlia used the demon."

"I'm glad I'm your demon, too."

I was happy with Celia's smile.

I guess I'll have to get married soon. But... there's something about Arienol...

I want this to bother me a little more......

Unlike Mr. Buftas, I just finished my bar mitzvah the other day... Yeah, there's still respite in time. Safe, safe!

And here's a message from Mary.

I was frightened by the word Mary. Will they tell me not to marry another woman or something? There's something about Mary that hasn't even been put on...

"'You can refuse to order someone else because you can't say you're a frivolous or Franz user demon."

"It seems Mary doesn't say that directly."

But I conveyed my feelings.

That's what Mary cared about. Senior Enterya kept going without my confirmation.

Mary is usually free to run, but is she also conscious of using demons? I feel like I'm hiding it, too.

"Well, enough to advise you on your outfit. Help him with as much as you want. This is only part of the business at this hour. If you think I'm gonna help a senior, that's normal."

"I get it. Well, I'm going to help Mr. Enterya."

Celia smiles.

Yes, because of that.

"Celia, I'm going to see what happens to the Adventurer Alliance contact. It might help."

"I got it. I'll tell Mr. Enterya."

Whatever it takes to wait here alone sounds silly.

Looking at the adventurers coming to the desk, I felt it was something that really had a lot of people.

Some of the feathers seemed good, but most of them were coming in dirty clothes or the bandages on the injuries were painful, making my life seem difficult.

Usually, I don't know if I work as a full-time employee, but there are so many adventurers near Wang Du, and those adventurers do some kind of work and live their lives?

There are so many people living in the world that I can't even think about them. Probably some professions like you've never even heard of, and some professions like there's only one in the kingdom.

So, a lot of people who have a special way of life from "ordinary people" secretly have a problem that they can't get married.

I guess there are a few other worries that haven't been on the table much more.

Senior Enterya is trying to solve that, which I think is purely a very fine thing. Anyway, it's a useful job for people.

I want to be a black wizard who can help people anyway.

Because the job of tormenting people and making money would be bad for mental health.

Even if the first month or two is bearable, it should be hard one day.

That's exactly what happened to Senior Enterya.

Sales people get psychologically painful when they can't recommend what they can or would like to sell with their breasts up.

I can't just be rewarded and not get paid, but I'd rather have a rewarding job anyway. A life where you have to feel guilty every time you get money is sure to be unhappy.

In the long run, I guess it's better to think I did something good every time I got money.