Tondemo Skill de Isekai Hourou Meshi

The children, who had finished their lunch, swept out of the dining room.

The kids walking out of the dining room called out to me, "Thank you, uncle" and "Uncle, it was delicious."

It was plain heartbreaking that you didn't say “brother” as one person...

A peek into the pot after the children left was indicative, or the pork beans disappeared clean and refreshing and there was not even a grain of beans left in the pot.

There is no portion of the dean's grandfather left.

When I told him that as I retrieved the pan, Grandpa said, "That's fine because those guys ate full."

Even my grandfather is usually just imo and hard bread, just like the kids.

I gave my grandfather the pork beans that I had left in the item box by splitting them into plates for myself.

"Are you sure?

"Either way, I have to cook dinner when I get home. That's not enough."

Saying that and looking at the Fells, Grandpa is convinced that he's "oh, sure" too.

I also took out some copepan that I had made at the orphanage in Lawsendar and gave it to my grandfather.

My grandfather carries guts and pork beans into his mouth with an appetite that doesn't suit his age.

"Oh, this is delicious. I can see they were involved in fighting for the next one."

"Thank you. But I don't make a lot of things because I'm limited to what I can make quickly with the ingredients on hand."

"It's a fancy meal for us to cook meat with vegetables and even beans. I can't believe I eat meat a few times a year."

"I can eat meat a few times a year..."

Ugh, we say every day or every meat is plentiful.

The kids are so pitiful, I even feel kind of guilty.

I have a lot of meat from the meat dungeon, so I'm going to hem it up a bit here.

"Um, I went to the meat dungeon a while ago, so I'll split up a little bit of meat then."

"What, is that true?!

Grandpa rides himself out and asks me that.

Grandpa is too excited.

Your blood pressure's going up.

"Please calm down. First, eat your meal."

"Oh, wow."

Grandpa rushes in on the rice with gutsy gutsy shamsha and momentum that doesn't make him feel old.

"Okay, we're done eating. So, here's the rest of the conversation…"

"Early. Then let me retrieve the dishes."

"No, more than that."

"I know. It's meat from the meat dungeon, right? There's dungeon pork and dungeon beef, so you can divide them both."

"Whoa, thank God for that."

"What should we do with the quantity? Too many to rot."

There's no such thing as a magic item here as a fridge like the one I got before this...

Unless you're also a child with an item box.

"Normally. But it's gonna be okay, 'cause I got a wife."

"Huh? Do you have a kid with an item box?

"I have to be there. Relatives are happy to pick up an item box. I don't know if those kids are coming to the orphanage."

Indeed.

I'm talking about not having trouble holding an item box.

"Then what's your wife's hand?

"Well, follow me"

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And what came was the Dean's Office again.

"Just wait here for a second"

That's what Grandpa told me to wait a few minutes.

"You can come in now."

They called me in and I went into the room.

Fell and Dora are coming with us.

Sui or Dora sleeping in the bag are still servants, don't feel cramped in the room just because there's a giant Fell.

Fell himself seems kind of cramped and small and round.

'Fell, Dora, you're narrow here. Why don't you wait outside?

Yes, when I tell him in my reading...

"Say no!"

'I refuse categorically, too!

"Eh, it's narrow, isn't it?

'It's narrow, but better than outside. It's a dustpan to deal with children. "

'That's right. If we go outside, those demons will come together again. "

Fell and Dora both look sinister as they say so.

'All right, all right. That might be narrow, but wait a minute.'

When I tell her that, Fell and Dora both say, "Okay," and then they sit like I'm not involved.

"Sorry about the big one"

"Fuhaha, you seem to be enjoying being twisted around by him, etc. Fenrir can't beat the momentum."

"Ha ha, sounds like it. 'Cause everyone was so energetic."

"Well, it's like that's the only way to handle it. That's fine. That's my wife's hand."

With that said, Grandpa showed me a little old fabric bag that looked familiar.

"Is this..., possibly a magic bag?

"Oh. I knew you'd understand. I got it when I was an adventurer. I thought you wouldn't have to worry, but for once. I'm keeping this a secret from everyone. That's why you can't even know where the stash is."

I see.

So you're saying they waited a little while in front of the room?

I'd have a magic bag, too, and I don't know what to do with it, but it's usually a substitute for building a fortune if you sell it.

I don't even know what it's like to be cautious.

According to Grandpa's story, this magic bag was acquired by Grandpa in a certain dungeon during his adventurous years.

They say the size was about medium and the time lapse was suppressed to about a tenth of the normal.

"I was helped a lot by this as an adventurer, but it's still a lot of help here."

Grandpa pounds his magic bag gently as he says so.

You can call it the staple food in the orphanage here, imo. Hard black bread.

They say they keep their expenses down and count by buying them in bulk, but there are limits to how much imo and black bread will last.

That's where this magic bag comes into play.

So I manage to keep my cheap bulk purchased imo and black bread in a magic bag every day.

"That's why I'll get as much meat as I can. I can still afford half of it."

Yes, Grandpa says so, so I put out a meat chunk of Poipoi, Dungeon Pork and Dungeon Beef.

"Oh, hey, already, come on!

"Huh? Is that enough?

"No, no, it'll be too much. Ah. I got a lot in this magic bag too, how much I've been hunting for..."

How many are there hierarchies our trio has hunted down, hahahaha.

"I still have a lot of it, is that really all you need?

"That's all I got."

Am I?

I just gave you ten meat chunks of around 20 kilos of dungeon pigs and dungeon cows at a time.

In the meat dungeon, Fell, Dora and Sui hunted for the momentum to hunt it all down, because it's still only a few and there's more.

"You don't have to hesitate."

"No, I'm not reluctant, I'm worried about magic bags when I'm more than that."

"And if you were an adventurer with a magic bag, why are you doing this, Mr. Dean of the orphanage?

In my case, I got it entirely thanks to the Fells, but Grandpa wouldn't be.

Whether you found it yourself or bought it, it would be an impossible substitute to get it unless you're a pretty armed adventurer and you're not even making money.

Grandpa said he was a former A-rank adventurer, but he was supposedly quite skilled.

"No, well..."

I look at Grandpa, who looks a little troubled, and I think ahhh.

I overheard it in the story, but you asked too many private questions.

"I'm sorry to hear you stepped in. Never mind."

"No, it's nothing. It was almost thirty years ago."

He told me it was a common story and told me how his grandfather became director of this orphanage.

My grandfather told me about 30 years ago.

Unusual for adventurers. Grandpa, who had a belt early, had a son who turned ten with his daughter-in-law.

However, Grandpa, who was busy running adventurers, often vacated the house.

He also gained experience and became an A-rank, and by the time he was on the ride as an adventurer, his grandfather was particularly busy moving.

He said that if we go at this rate, S-rank is not a dream, either, and it was a day of adventure with the guys who were partying.

"When I left the house free for about three months after being asked by my buddies, my son was dead... She died of an epidemic disease..."

My daughter-in-law said I was blamed for it.

Grandpa also tells me it's natural.

"I myself wondered why I wasn't there because I couldn't count it over and over again... If I had, I could have collected the money and received the cure magic of the church. If I were here, I'd have managed to get the extra potion by hand. If I had, he wouldn't have been alive."

But that would be the story.

Your son is dead.

The reason for this is that my daughter-in-law and I were separated without doing well.

My buddy invited me back with him as an adventurer, but Grandpa said he wasn't very much, but he didn't feel that way.

A young day-old grandfather who lost his son and had days of lethargy drowning in booze.

He said it was the church of the goddess of water that was nearby that healed it.

"Until then, I wasn't a follower of the goddess of water. I happened to be in a nearby church. That happened to be the church of the goddess of water. But the priest there is a good man. He just listened to me without denying or affirming my story."

He said that inspired him to get back on his feet.

From then on, he also became eager to go to church.

And when the director of the church-run orphanage was to retire at an old age, he took over the director in his own name.

"My son is dead, but I have a child who lives in a predicament. I wish I could help those children at all. At the very least, it's self-satisfying."

I didn't know Grandpa had such a past......

It would be sinful, but it would be self-satisfying, but I honestly think it's amazing that I felt that way.

When I'm in the same position, does that seem like it?

Anyway, I want Grandpa to hang in there.

And the children here too.

I removed two bags of gold coins from the item box.

"This is a donation. Help me for this orphanage."

"You, this..."

"I'm an S-rank adventurer. That's a lot of money, so let's do this."

"Huh......, right. Then I won't hesitate to have it."

"Do something about this dilapidated building first. Aren't you leaking rain?

"Gahhhh, you know what I mean. I'm not proud of you, but you're leaking."

"Then it's time for me to go home. Good luck with your operation."

"Oops.... Mr. Mkoda, I will never forget this grace. Thanks."

Grandpa said so and bowed his head deeply.

What, Grandpa, did you know my name?