Wolf Barrel 5.56

"Bye, Stella. See you tomorrow."

"... Yep"

"I don't know what's going on, but cheer up."

"... Yep"

Having broken up with my colleague, I returned to my home apartment just beside the guild.

Unlock, then unlock the special gimmick for security before opening the door.

1 LDK that feels superfluous.

My favorite designer and unified furniture greets me.

From the window, we could see the township dyed at dusk.

As I crossed the dining kitchen in heavy footsteps, I entered the bedroom and fell straight into bed.

The uniform becomes wrinkled as it is.

But I couldn't help but get myself dressed right now.

I made fun of it again.

"Ahhh."

Self-loathing came back and I couldn't wait to put a bead cushion on my head.

I was so careful, I didn't even preach in front of that kid again.

I just imagined what Singo thought then, and I can't be very sane.

I'm sure... I must have thought you were a scary woman...

I've been trying.

What a day, I even bothered to prepare personal clothes to measure up my image.

All returned to blisters.

It's over.

Ahhh.

I was bored on the bed.

Lawless depression sets a spearhead on the past self.

Why didn't you leave those two alone? I should have left it to the gendarmerie, too. I should have guessed it would happen. Even if I knew that, I couldn't leave those two adventurers alone as guild officials.

I resent my professionalism.

No, that's not the only reason.

I was, 'I couldn't stay calm' then.

So I couldn't help but say one word to those two... I wish I had ended with that one, why can't I stop you there, my idiot. Beat Pough Pough on the head from above the bead cushion.

I had come so far feeling good.

- A few weeks ago.

Singo, I named myself after Jose didn't take your supporting role.

I wish I'd come up with a name, but honestly, I was anxious.

'Cause I don't.

Nod your face on the blanket and rub your forehead.

Previously, there was a neat line between guild staff and adventurers, so I could deal with that kid at my leisure. But when it's outside the guild, its "guild clerk" place of mind becomes blurred. I can't believe you left work for lunch break and met me at the cafe. That's, like, a date... trouble...

Just a little conscious and easily collapsed away, such as my spare time.

I didn't know how to deal with that kid, not as an official, but as Stella Williams the vegetarian.

"You're serious enough to shit, as always, you are."

Crowe's hallucinations beckon me.

You can't help it.

That's the way it is.

"Bukhyu, Dear Stella, Maiden - I"

... Shut up, Jose.

I'm not immune to men, because I think it's a problem.

I had barely ever dealt with a boy since I was a child, and I grew up just like that, so I was able to have a vague sense of bad taste in me that 'a man doesn't know what he's thinking heterogeneous'.

A social dictionary allows you to deal with as many heterosexuals as you want.

But when it becomes private, I have no idea what to do with it.

I was tired while I was thinking about it, and I had run away until now saying that it would be easier for me to be alone.

But.

But.

Singo was different.

I woke up unconsciously with a cushion in my chest. And as I scrolled through the album, I began to treasure my previous memories.

It wasn't the first time I started a study group.

... It could have been mainly me who wasn't around.

But over and over again, the tension slowed down.

The pace of conversation begins.

When I realized it, I could talk in nature.

In doing so...... I was starting to wait for this day to come.

As much as I couldn't stay calm when I was interrupted, I was starting to take care of it.

I just think back and my chest is pounding.

Soon after I recovered, I realized there was something there.

"I can't!

Hastily remove the earrings and connect the cord to the dedicated equipment disguised in the foundation case. I saw that footage in a round mirror and stroked my chest down in a ho. Good, I made it. The earrings are embedded with ultra-compact high-performance thumbnail lenses, and a trace amount of magic can be sent to store the footage in the lens.

When Jose destroyed all the hidden cameras he had planted in Singo's room, he snuck some parts home... and... yes, he recycled them because they were wasted. It's garbage if you throw it away, but equipment if you fix it. That's a lady's hobby.

However, because of the collection of junk, there is a problem with the storage medium, which has the disadvantage that the video can be saved for a short time. He was depressed and forgot about it.

Check out the other pictures, but none of them were a problem.

Nature and facial irritation.

Big harvest today.

Blew away in an instant feeling as gloomy as it was earlier, and I took a pleasant and enjoyable development task. It is completed by developing the footage we have stored on the finest paper available in this town, laminating it with a crystal sheet that dusts up the highest degree of transparency, and applying a level of 'surface protection treatment' that bounces back without any problems even when exposed to 1500 degrees Celsius of molten iron.

Select one from the pieces you could do that and decorate the walls with a cross nose song.

……

A hand in a good mood stopped there perfectly.

In addition to the newly added one, the wall was decorated with three photographs.

A photograph of a pearl selected from a few candidates. But none of them have the appearance of themselves.

Guilt showered cold water at the feeling that was floating.

... I know I'm doing a good job.

I really don't want to do this kind of hidden photography or anything and I'd like to photograph it with Singo...... I can't really say that. One of the bags that stood against the wall fell, and a reading machine rolled from the inside. It's an inexpensive thing to get anywhere. That lens seemed to scold me as' no intention '.

If Singo finds out about this, that's really the end of it.

What if...

If studying in a room ever happens, I have to hurry and clean it up.

The moment I thought about it that way.

Sparks occurred in the brain.

In an instant, the thought circuit was eroded by sweet delusions, blocking all information entering through the eyes… and another thing was reflected in the brain.

"Modest Knock Sound"

"Me greeting you with a makeup that's just a little more temperamental than usual"

"Huh? I can't believe you're beautiful anymore, 'cause you're good.

"Invite Singo in, where shall we study?"

'You can't go in the bedroom.... because something embarrassing'

"Study in the living room and treat my hand cooking"

"Can it fit your mouth? But Singo will eat them all."

"You tell me it's delicious."

"Then talk a lot."

"And then"

"What!?

Noticed, the sun was setting abundantly and the room was completely dark.

Looks like he's done 'Arre' again.

... What are you doing? I am.

Exactly when I felt sorry for myself, I sighed haha and rose cursorily.

Close the curtains and light the room. And while I changed my uniform, which I had left undressed, I saw a newly decorated photograph with chillies.

When this night dawns, Singo's first assignment begins.

I won't have to worry about any major trouble because I'll go through a safe place. However, I am concerned that it is Lucca, the troublemaker, who accompanies me.

No, are you okay? Anyway, 'I've been in the Guild's library for days and I've been searching all alone for a mission worthy of Singo'.

That allowed me to know the unexpected side of being gentle in my body.

Leave it to her, well, she'll be fine.

Good luck, and I smiled at the picture.

Singo keeps growing every day. That's also at a surprising speed.

As far as I know how desperately that child strives every day, that growth was a heartfelt pleasure. But I find myself in a position where I can't stand right next to it and watch it grow.

"Hey, is quitting your job here irresponsible after all?

Ask yourself in the closet endoscope.

Of course I don't get the answer back.

Not as an official or supporter.

As one adventurer, I want to be beside that kid. And I want to support you.

Is this feeling an asylum craving coming from motherhood or something else?

I don't get it.

But.

I've dreamed of such a future more and more times.