What’s Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

Shit, really.

Something, uh, flow? Like? That's what it's like. That's all. I don't have any other intentions, do I?

Well, that's it, isn't it? It all started with you being in the same cleric guild, didn't it?

Me, Hinoto, and then, the same guy with the glasses, Hisaya, and, Kaol.

I mean, I'm going into the guild that everyone likes, and I'm headed to the Temple of Lumialis, and there's Hisaya, and there's Caorle, and there's three of us. How many of us? There was an array like that, but, well, decided to talk about getting into your favorite guild? But I'm glad.

That's how I got into the guild and started prescriptive training. This is pretty tough, but the Hisaya bastard looks cool, and then even for me, he's allergic to throwing up some weak noise or something, so no, he felt like he could afford it, but the caorle doesn't. Different.

You were throwing up so weak. You were throwing up. Cry or something. Soon, no more, like. That's what it was like. Honestly, the guild guys were in trouble too. When I get angry, I persist, when I scold, I cry, I try to fall, I don't wake up, I use pseudopathy.

Uh, this guy's a dick, like. This guy's a bad one, like. That kind of air.

Neither did the hisayas, but I ignored them too. You can't hang on, like. If I'm stuck with this guy, let's talk about it, like. You know what I mean, I knew it.

What is it? I wonder why?

I guess it was the fourth night.

The three of us, pushed to sleep in a small room, and the door in that room had a gap, and the lights in the hallway shot down from it, and it was just a little bright. Of course, I was aware that Caorle was roaring, um, um. But I still ignored it. You should leave me alone, like. The Hisayas were the same.

But something. If only I'd listened. Caorle's voice, that's why. Of what?

Well, erotic. Like, "uhh... uhh... uhh... uhh..."

Of course, Caorle is a man, isn't he? I knew it, didn't I? During policy training, we were all dressed in grey clothes that were not decorative and could not be stuffed with caorle in our chests. Absolutely not. I don't look like a woman. And, well, I don't see it, but it wasn't like that.

I am. Honestly.

It was stuck. Blah, blah, blah. So, I guess so, huh? Once, that, that's a little horny, or something, you couldn't have done it anymore. You got an erection, didn't you? Yes, I did. That's what Caorle says. "... Wake up... Wake up, no...? Please…".

Well, you felt sorry for me, didn't you? Seriously, it looked painful. You asked me what happened. Then I say, "It hurts, but..." I did something with my tongue. - I don't know, like. I approached him and tried to see how he was doing, and he said, "... will you give me a rub?" or something like that. "

Well, you scratched it, didn't you? It's like my back. Shoulders and stuff. Then, well, caorle, react. That my voice is horny and horny. I'm going to get an erection, too.

Oh, shit. I feel weird too.

Besides, Caorle, you've been touching me. Well, you know what? It's trivial. From the periphery at first. I didn't say no, either, did I? You're gripped.

I got out, didn't I?

Voices and touches are too erotic. You couldn't do it. I couldn't stop you on the way, could I? Come on, I don't know, like... It felt like it.

Well, then it's that, isn't it? Sneak eyes. Yeah. Details are on me. It was good. What is it, that tech? Seriously. Huh. That's bad. Really.

I didn't do it, did I? You just can't do that, can you? Not even me. No, it's not.

So, after the policy training, Caorle whispered to you, right? "... you want to keep it a secret?" I nodded. I had to nod, didn't I? Is that it? That sounded good to you, didn't it? And yet, okay? With me? No, I didn't do anything. You did. No, well, I'm good to stick. Honestly, it was better than doing it myself, that's all I thought. No, it's not a girl, and it's better? Sometimes I feel that. I felt - I didn't. What is it? You look like a woman. This guy's a woman, isn't he? Like. No, that's not true.

So I'm complicated.

Meet me in front of the prostitute quarters, the twelve of us gathered in the profession...... okay? Look, the breakdown of the profession is:

Cleric 3

Warrior 2

Holy Knight 1

Wizard 2

Bandit 2

Hunter 2

It was.

By the way, let's hope the priest is us, the warrior is the musashi in question, and Amro.

The Holy Knight, Keita.

The wizard, Majory and the mushroom.

Bandits, Michio and Kazra.

The hunter, with the coumorin... and those kid glasses, is that his name? I can't think of anything. Well, no.

Wearing cleric clothes with blue lines, the caorle with short staff is just tangled up in an old clasp with thin dirty leather boots, gloves, and a standing mustache like a second-hand bastard sword. Sometimes it's Yamelo who sends me meaningful gazes. I had you "handle" it, but I just thought it was "process". Well, I felt it. I knew there were girls - or other than girls - when I didn't like them. I'm lost. Because it was stuck. It was a closed space. No way, Hisaya hasn't noticed...?

"What?"

And Hisaya gave me a cold look. Something like this, like even seeing dirty stuff. Is it my fault...?

"Yes, no, it's nothing. Yeah. Anything..."

"Yes, I do."

"Eh, mmm..."

I accidentally had a weird cough or something and cut it to deceive.

"Uh, so, what do we do? What is it? Split it up? Didn't I say split it in two or something? Something like six or six."

"Ah. Right."

Musashi still doesn't wield a caorle. That's kind of an alley. I think I might have got a tough look. Seven days, is that because you've been mourned? Siggo said it wasn't that way. Is that me? Uho......

Musashi probably hasn't gotten shitty yet. Wow. I don't want to win there......

"In the meantime, I think it's okay for me and Amro to be separate because a shield named Tank and a therapist named Healer seem to absolutely need one person at a time for the party. And then there are three priests... divided into one and two, one wizard, one bandit, one hunter at a time, so... one priest, I suppose that means Caita the Holy Knight..."

"Wait, yay, yay...!

Kata is wearing a leather armor reinforced with a plate and lowering her long sword to her waist. The six rays on the armor and sword are symbols of Lumialis, the god of light. I'm a cleric, too, and I'm turning myself in to Lumialis, the god of light, and I know that.

"About me..."

Kata put her hand in front of her face and looked around at us at the top of her head.

"Let's get you to call me Johann from now on, not Keita......! Messenger of God, Holy Apostle Johan and......!

"It's not okay."

Hisaya smiled and said.

"Guys, if I decide to call you Johan. He wants me to do that."

"No......!

Keita, no, Johann cut her silver hair off.

"I don't want you to call me...! I'm a fact, Johann...!

"Wow, okay."

Musashi's face is slightly drawn.

"Well, Johann... by which I mean having a cleric come in one person. One cleric and two... hmm..."

Me.

And Hisaiah blocked the caorle from saying something.

"I guess I'd rather be alone. Especially for no reason, but somehow. So it's nice to meet you, Johan."

"Ooh.... Regards, Hisaya III"

"No, I'm not, Iii or anything."

"You just don't remember... before you were reincarnated, when you were Hisayah I, Hisayah II..."

"Well, you don't remember. It is"

Hisaya is appropriately talking to Johan, not that Keita...... What are you up to? Either that, or you're trying to get me to caol, and I figured you'd find out...?

When something happens, it's you. You don't want to be a party with Musashi. It's subtly annoying. The shield warrior, the other one, Amro? When I saw you, the Hisayas crossed my path again.

Wouldn't our party warrior like Mr. Amro? This way, Johan the Holy Knight can play shield. I mean, it's like letting one girl do something really hard. "

"Whoa..."

I tried to argue, but I couldn't.

"Then the rest..."

Musashi seems to have no objection at all. No one else says anything.

You guys, is that okay?

The Hisayas have attacked even more.

"In the meantime, can I scout from over here? Mushrooms, mithios, and spiders. Why don't you join us? If you don't, you can still say no."

"Hmm..."

Michio put on an arm.

"As far as I'm concerned, it would have been nice to have the same party as Mr. Kazra, but the bandits wore each other. Can't you help it? Amro, I don't think so. I guess."

"I am."

Mushrooms wearing wizard's clothesy black clothes and holding canes were originally skinny but leaner...... like?

"If you can leave the witch, whatever. Separate from a man's daughter."

"Yikes."

Caorle tried to peel his teeth out. I didn't have to be subtly cute with that look, and I didn't like a lot of things.

"Ha-ha-ha..."

The coumorin may have increased the degree of hair discoloration.

Is that it?

Huh?

Now...?

The hisayas looked satisfied, and then, like they were looking down on me, they faintly laughed.

"Surprisingly, you've made up your mind."