Hazure Skill “Kage ga Usui” o Motsu Guild Shokuin ga, Jitsuha Densetsu no Ansatsusha

"Mr. Argan, how are you this evening?

Officials from the West Branch have spoken during the closing.

"I'm going to have a little welcoming party."

"I appreciate your concern, but I hear you're in this branch for about a week. I haven't been around forever."

"Well, don't be so hard."

Gagged and shouldered by another chara-looking official.

"Let's have a drink at the store where Killey Nanny is."

Huh? and officials come stuffed.

Even though it is a week, it is not a mistake to be a colleague, so it is not a bad idea to stay close?

"Okay. Well, just a little."

The guild closed and was to roll out to the city at night with three officials I met today.

He didn't drink in a healthy store, so he came to the pleasure zone.

The kingdom's best pleasure district, known as the sweep away of the kingdom of Ferrind, seemed retarded in a good way, unproductive and thus also enjoyable.

When he comes to the cabbage store, a challenging official looks back at me and says:

"Well, you have one or two women of your choice, so you do something good with them."

"Ha..."

The other two seemed only heartfelt.

I don't know what it means to drink with a woman until I pay her, so I've actually never been here before, but it's a good opportunity, so let me go through it.

It's also my welcoming party body, so the other staff will pay for it.

I was led to the back seat, and as I waited on the couch, six dressed ladies came to me to deal with the liquor.

While my colleagues were telling me stories I didn't love, I never told a woman I didn't know otherwise, so I kept my mouth shut and drank.

The coworkers were swelling their nostrils and talking about what was never in the women.

"Customer, you're strong, alcohol. I've been drinking since just now. Do you like it?

A woman named Philly next to me poured alcohol into an empty glass.

Then he divides it with water and mixes it with muddlers to make a cup.

If you divide it with water, you won't get drunk about that either.

"No, it's not like that."

"I'm not an oligarchy. You can talk about anything you can't normally talk about, right?

I come much closer to doing so, putting my hands on my thighs, and giving me an upper hand.

……

"Pfft. Are you on guard? Or are you nervous?

From the conversation my colleagues had, apparently, called for a woman I was familiar with, and it was a huge buzz by my side.

I see.

If you're not used to women, there will be men out there who mistake you.

When the boy called Philly's name, he took a seat.

"I have to go to the other customers. Have fun."

Winking adorably, another woman came instead.

When I took a seat in the bathroom, I saw just a little bit of a guy playing with Philly earlier.

"Philly......"

"Oh, no, Mr. Store Manager?

Neighbors on the couch were Philly and West Branch Branch Manager, Stan.

Do all the men in this branch go through here?

Stan, like other officials, swelled his nostrils and was still likely to push Philly down.

Philly gently squeezes Stan's protruding lips.

From the looks of it, it was quite the silly side.

Stan, who says something with a cat stroke, leans over Philly's shoulder and strokes his thigh.

Sounds like a lot of fun.

It would also be a good place to clear up your daily depression.

When I finished using it, Stan's body touch was escalating.

"... a little more... Store Manager"

"Fine. You always nominate, and you spend a lot of money, huh? If I don't nominate you, you can't make money for Locke, can you? Philly, wow, let me get a little nymph."

I'm sure that's true.

That's what Philly said and pushed silently.

The hand that was supposed to be shouldering touched the opposite chest and stroking over the thigh touched the inside of the thigh at some point.

Philly squeezes her lips so tightly that she can bend her eyebrows.

I know this kind of thing is a tea thing, but I can't help but tease you for witnessing it.

"Customer, this isn't the place to do that."

Saying in Doss's dominant voice, he left Philly as Stan jumped.

"Howwwww!? Shh, sorry."

Stan was shrugging his neck and shrinking without realizing me if he didn't see his face well in the dark, or if he didn't have the courage to see his face.

When Philly and I met each other, I laughed all the time.

"Mr. Store Manager, when the flirting passes, there's a scary person coming, right?

"Soudane..."

Trying to get back to his seat, he grabbed my hand from behind.

It was Philly.

"Thank you"

"No. Sorry if it was a sales jam"

"That's not true!

Shaking his head, Philly looked around left and right as she panicked, finding a pen and a piece of paper and writing something.

"Not really, I don't..."

He let me grip the pieces of paper and turned his heel back.

……

When I saw the pieces of paper, I thought I was almost done with my work and it said where to meet. Apparently, he wants to thank you.

When I got back to my seat, my colleagues were pretty good at it and close to getting drunk.

I'll leave it to the three of us to pay and leave the store behind.

The meeting place it said was the corner of the alley behind the store.

Philly was already waiting for me when I was going to go home if I didn't come for a moment.

"I didn't think you'd come"

"I didn't answer anything."

That's right, Philly says.

"Mr. Loran, was it? Mr. Loran, you look hot."

"That's not true."

"It's Uso. Absolutely lying."

Philly, doubtfully half-eyed, eventually blew out puffy.

He looks like a girl of his age, on a different side from the face he was showing at the store.

In fact, you must be pretty young.

"Quiet... where you can drink, yes, why don't you go... Huh?

I guess I'm really not used to inviting you.

My voice was nervous.

I was also told that I would not be prepared for it.

"Do you just drink"

"Also, oh... you know... mean..."

Philly with her cheeks swollen, uh, hugs me in the arm.

"When Mr. Loran came into the store, I thought," Oh, I was freaking out. "

If you're looking for gold, Stan looks like he has more money than he brings me in, and it'll be a lot easier.

Coming to a cheap boarding house where Philly is likely to lean even now that she is awake.

When I closed the door, Philly hugged me.

"Um... really, I'm not used to... inconvenience? A glitch? Like, if there was... oh, sorry... but good luck, say anything......"

I held her and carried her to the back bed, and in the dim, I let her take off her clothes.