Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

"Husband... I just met you three months ago and I'll stop."

Clary sighs deeply when he sees the man who shows up in front of him, and he says so as if he's stunned.

Ain then scratched his head to delude, laughing bitterly.

"Was I? Ha, speaking of which, it was."

"Not at all. My husband... well, I'll do it. That's what they asked me to do. I'll take it over there this time."

"Oh, thank you. I was just about to lose my share of the meantime. Thank you."

With a glimpse into the warehouse where Clary's carried load rests, Ain says thanks with a grin.

Meanwhile, Clary, who became the feather of bringing large quantities of luggage, once again asked the man in front of him for that purpose.

"Hold on, all the demon stones. What the hell are you going to do with all this?

"The use of demon stones? Look, it's beautiful just looking at this."

When so mouthed, Ain takes out a demonic stone pendant composed of crimson crystals from his chest.

As if it were a normal gem, with clear red crystals in his eyes, Clary shook his neck left and right.

"Don't say the right thing because it's not such an ornamental magic stone. What I brought you today is mostly the one with the original stone. It's easy to find out if you just let go of the machined one."

"Well, you have no choice there. I'd really appreciate it if he processed it."

I am familiar with the provenance of the demon stone that Clary brought up, so I understood the circumstances, but still Ain't got a pity voice.

"That's why I can't do it. It's easy to just pull this guy out, but he's messing with the books a lot and doing something about it."

"Oh, I know. I'm always sorry, Clary."

"Heh... well, if it's nothing for my husband, this is as good as it gets. Never mind."

Rarely and honestly, Ain said thanks, so Clary rushes to get the word done.

"Hehe, you can't help standing there forever. Shall we go inside?"

Ain, who saw the hurried Clary in front of him, laughing unwittingly, takes a step back and paves the way. And he led Clary to the chaotic indoors.

"This guy again...... Husband, how long are you going to live here all by yourself and quit? Come on, let's go home or we'll live in the Rhindle if that doesn't work."

Clary accidentally covered his face with his own palm because of the much misery of the space he saw. And he immediately turns to the man in front of him, who seems to think that it would be good if he could only have a minimum of life.

"Ha. I wish I could do that, 'cause it's easier to be here now. But a quick recluse isn't a bad thing, Clary. Besides, this is how you come to visit sometimes."

Having heard Clary's bitterness, Ein tells him so, laughing as if to deceive him.

But this time, just as Clary was not to be flattered, he dared to speak of an impracticable proposal.

"If you want someone to come, you can tell them about this place. Probably like every day, it's easy to imagine someone coming here to see you."

"No, just don't bother with that. Then you'll ruin your life in hiding because of the noise."

"But hey... if you live here one way or the other, it feels easier to live in hiding."

"Ha, I see. Hide, hide. Yeah, that's not bad either."

Ein seems to have liked the word 'hidden' and repeats the word 'hidden' over and over again.

Meanwhile, Clary, who saw him like that, once he shook his head left and right, turned the talking spear.

"So, sir. Do you come to Kreha every now and then?

"No, I'm just asking her for a little trouble. A really easy life for a man."

"Ha... I knew it. That's why you're so messed up. Hey, husband. Whoever you want, why don't you hire a housekeeper or something?"

Looking around the scattered space, Clary suggests so to the sighing mix.

"Housekeeper? Whoa, Clary. If you hire someone who doesn't even know that, you can't help it. This graceful hiding, no, my hiding life is ruined."

"You don't have to bother to rephrase it. I'll stop. And if you don't like being so concerned, you can invite someone who doesn't care. If you say no to Kreha, how about our Mr. Cecil?"

With a slightly more meaningful gaze, Clary asks Ein that.

Ein, meanwhile, hearing the person's name, scratched his head twice when he gave a slightly weaker look.

"Cecil...? Yeah, you're right. It would be very helpful to have her. But... maybe I can count on her, so I can't do that either. I can still walk on my own feet."

"Ha... it's easy to wonder what that saying is in this room. Well, I don't mind if my husband doesn't care."

"Ha, I'll tell you what... Oh, but there's a cute little lady in the Rhindle quarters who only stays once a week to clean the room. I've been improving my cooking lately. It's so cute that it really doesn't hurt to get in my eyes."

Ain, who realized it was a bad minute conversation, smiles bitterly while slightly shifting the talking spearhead.

Then, to a completely unexpected fact, Clary opened his eyes.

"Heh! No way, my husband has someone like that... heh, lady... could that be about Lina?

Clary asks that with some certainty, with a freaking look on his face saying that I was the fool he expected. And as expected, he saw the man in front of him shake his neck vigorously and vertically.

"Oh, you're right. Whoa, no, Clary. My Lina won't give it to you because you're single."

"I don't know why the firepowder is flying at me... I don't have a toddler hobby at all"

Having heard Ain speak, Clary gives a sloppy look. And denied the unintelligible statement of its meaning.

Ain then very often opens his eyes and speaks out in protest against Clary.

"Wait a minute, Clary. Could that be what you're saying if our Lina isn't attractive enough?

"Ha... my husband's best fool is in trouble too. That's good, but what's that bell my husband's been watching?

Clary asks Ain, who stares at the bell he keeps ringing in the room from earlier, keeping his forehead down like a shudder.

"Oh, is that it? This is a little trick... I guess."

"The trick? What the hell are you gonna do with it?

Clary, who didn't know what Ain meant by what he was saying, asks as he leans his neck.

Ain, meanwhile, smiled nicely and opened his mouth somewhat proudly.

"Look, you taught me the right way when I came here. Remember that?

"Yeah, I made it to that right again today, but what's that?

"If you don't make it, the forest trick is working, and this guy's moving. Well, I wonder what kind of customer the hell you are... oh, I see. Is that it?"

Turning his gaze out the window, Ain smiles nimmari as he sees those figures approaching this building roughly.

"Intruder... do you want to do it? Maybe we should fight?

"Yeah, I'm a pretty customer, so nothing... No, wait. Yeah, Clary. Now you've said something very good."

"What?"

In unexpected Ein's words, Clary gives a look like he was poked in the void.

"So, your earlier suggestion is really great. Yeah, it's just a good idea. Hehe, can you lend me some ears then?

Ain't got an unspeakable, bottomless grin on his face, mouthing the job he's on his way to Clary.

Hearing that unexpected request, Clary exhaled a deep sigh as he dropped his shoulder when he gave a barely faint look if he wasn't coming.