Living as an Unemployed in Another World

48 – 3. Two Adventurers (1)

1.

Celine’s morning is dark.

She wakes up early in the morning when the adventurers are asleep, when everyone at the inn, including her parents, is asleep. Before the sun still rises, she opens her window and puts her hand on her window frame, she straightens her back or pulls her hips back like her cat, loosening her tight muscles and energizing her sleep. Let it run away.

After her short workout, as she yawns with her large breasts propped up against the window sill, it’s not until the dawn that glimmers over her hills makes her soft chestnut hair glow golden. It starts to move

An adventurer is an adventurer, but a guest is still a guest. Disliking her disheveled appearance, she looks in her mirror before leaving her room, ties her hair back, and slips her hands under her clothes to deftly prop up her undergarments. Her breasts, which began to swell uncontrollably when she was fourteen, have now reached a size rarely seen around her—that’s why she straightened her back whenever she had a chance.

Celine looks at herself in her old mirror for a moment. Her open palm-sized face, slightly raised eyes, a dot underneath, her small nose and mouth. She turned her head around and then let out a sigh.

What is the use of all this? She’d be running around the kitchen and hall all day anyway, so she wouldn’t have time to dress up properly. Of course, since she was young and working at her inn–especially since she was 14–she had been confessed countless times by adventurers, she had a vague idea that her appearance was outstanding, but nonetheless, she had a clear conviction. There was a reason you couldn’t have it.

‘Really, what is that woman? She appeared out of nowhere, and she didn’t hesitate to tell Jin…… Besides, she doesn’t seem to hate him either.’

She has known him for 4 years already, and the people around her treat her as a mature woman to the extent of suggesting that she is married or that she is married, but as much as that fool, he still considers himself to be her inferior. See how she treats her like a little lady of four years old. She still looks at herself from hiding in her mother’s skirt, does she think she is then? Thinking like that makes me angry. It was rather disgusting that she tried not to see herself as a woman, despite the fact that sometimes she pretended to be indifferent when her breasts touched her.

Isn’t it that he’s not interested in such a subject at all, he doesn’t particularly refuse when a pretty female adventurer flirts with him, and lately, being suspiciously close to a certain pink-haired thief has bothered him. Did she say her name was Mira? Celine tapped the old mirror she was staring at with her palm. Creak!

Of course, Celine is trying to be as unobtrusive as possible because she knows that she half enjoys watching her reaction, but Jin, who has kept her distance from many women, including herself, I was quite shocked to see her not pushing away as much as she clung to her, as if she had made a sudden act. So, naturally, her voice rises and her screams come out. Celine shook her head at the thought of what she was thinking.

‘Isn’t it? Yeah, that kind of shameless thing only for Jin…… No, but do you say things like washing together or even joking? After all, they’re both adults…….’

I can’t do that either. Rather than feeling inferior over things that you don’t know if there was or not for no reason, wouldn’t it be better to check for yourself if the two of you really are like that? Celine hurriedly finished her grooming, dressed herself, and left her room.

After going around her kitchen, Celine immediately headed for Jin’s room at the end of the second floor. Time for him to still be in a deep sleep. If you open her door slightly, check inside, and make sure nothing is wrong, she will be able to regain her peace.

But what if a really naked Jean and her are hugging each other in the same bed? Celine felt her sinking anxiety tighten her chest. Eventually, her steps mixed with various emotions lead her to the stairs.

Mira’s morning is bright.

She opens her eyes at the same time as her adventurers. As they sit at the table in groups of two or three and share their stories over drinks, she also spends the night lying half-extended on the counter, drunk with the spirit of alcohol running through her veins.

Occasionally, seeing her slender back, similarly drunk male adventurers sneak up on her side and try to touch her body or flirt with her, but each time, she swipes the wooden dagger she always carries in her hand and flirts with her skills. By showing off, they make their drunken spirits run away. It would not be too difficult for experienced adventurers to imagine what would have happened if the model had been a real sword from that hand movement. It is quite pleasant to see the large adventurers with hair all over their bodies running away from the counter at a brisk pace.

Even taking that into consideration, she quite liked the inn she was staying in. At first, it was an old inn chosen to hide away until the situation calmed down, but now even that indifference feels cozy somewhere.

As if the situation she was holding onto was nothing, as if she had a story, even if she stopped by the counter every day and drank alcohol—except for a few men who were trying to flirt with her——no one cared. Location. A place where there is no conspiracy of the great powers surrounding the capital, and a different kind of simple adventure story comes and goes every day. It’s as if all of that makes her feel like she’s putting her in her chair and hinting at her comforting that she can stay here. She was just trying to cover her flushed face with alcohol.

Above all, there was that man in this inn. At the moment when he was pessimistic about his own end and was about to end everything, he was the person who magically appeared and saved him. He is the one who molded his heart into the form of a sculpture so that he can recall his memories with Master. Mira, who had lived her entire life thinking only of revenge, now entrusted her dagger and heart to him.

If you are with him, no matter what hardships and adversity await you, you will no longer be afraid. I couldn’t wait for the night to roll up her sleeves, complain, and chat with her at the counter. She felt like every day was a gift these days.

Mira woke up early in the morning after a long time. Maybe it was because she fell asleep relatively early yesterday, but she wasn’t completely asleep yet, but her throat was so dry that she left her room. Coming out to her hallway wearing only a baggy shirt and no pants, she briefly felt the chilly autumn morning temperature on her skin, and then turned her head towards the door next to her with her stairs in front of her. Turned

Come to think of it, Jin must be soundly asleep now. The first time she met her, she was drunk, and because she had misplaced her room, she climbed onto his bed and got him in trouble. Thinking about it now, I feel sorry, but on the other hand, I could say that it wasn’t such a bad thing since I was able to firmly harass her big-breasted girl who likes jeans.

Mira thinks her things about her for a moment. She was the only daughter of the owner couple who ran this inn, and she and Jin managed to be together for nearly four years, but she couldn’t convey her feelings properly, and she was so proud of her. If she had liked someone else, she would have supported her in many ways, but unfortunately, she is now just a rival competing over one man.

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No, she was a mummy, she could objectively convince herself that she had the upper hand. She has big breasts and a pretty face that make men go crazy, but she can’t use what she has in the slightest when she’s in front of someone she really likes. Compared to him, she herself had no qualms about skinship, and she was ready to accept everything from him whenever she needed it.

Even though we don’t spend much time together right now, we’re a bit self-respecting, isn’t that what we need to do if we make many memories from now on? Even though she was the same first love, she was a mummy, and she never thought that she would be outdone by a girl three years younger than her for her acting skills. In the first place, her thesis was that the ordinary girl who had lived as a maid at an inn (and for that reason had a bit of big breasts), and the tycoon who was worth a bounty in the royal capital, both as a woman and as a person, were different.

Anyway, right now, rather than thinking about the girl, I wanted to appreciate Jin’s soundly asleep face. Looking at her straight nose and her handsome features, she would unconsciously kiss her as if it were her mistake, and she would crawl into her bed and breathe the warmth into her. You can feel it with your whole body. Later, when he opens her eyes and she panics and pours her words out to himself, she will simply blame her drunkenness and blow her a kiss on the cheek as if she was not awake… ….

The moment Mira held on to the doorknob and opened it while imagining happiness, she suddenly felt her presence behind her. Perhaps, as her party, she would have reduced her presence as much as possible so as not to make a sound, but as she is a skilled thief, it is extremely difficult to escape her sensibility. Before long, the two women faced each other in the twilight of dawn.

“Ah.”

“Ah… ….”

“Yeah, why are you out there…… ?”

Seeing Celine grabbing the hem of her skirt and glaring at herself with her trembling voice, Mira looked her up and down, and before long she understood her inner feelings without difficulty. Noticed.

“I don’t know. Why?”

“You, you…… !”

Mira deliberately smiled sinisterly and crossed her arms. Even if not as much as Celine, her breasts reveal enough presence. The shape and size of her body are exposed, thanks to her not wearing underwear. While Celine focused on the movement, she decided to act as much as possible so that her Celine could mislead her. When her opportunity comes, to miss it right in front of her eyes is a disqualification for both a thief and a woman.

“It was so hot last night that I fell asleep like I fainted. I’m thirsty. I’m sorry, but could you pour me a glass of water from below?”

“…… !”

Celine, who couldn’t keep screaming because it was the time when everyone was asleep, changed her face color irregularly like a thermometer. Opened up