Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

When we approached the crude gate, made between the wooden fences, two young men stood watching there.

You two look at me,

"... stop. What can I do for you, Hutthaler?

One of them said so.

I don't need anything...

"... I'm going home. Dollars to Jal. Don't you recognize me in my face?

That's what I said, I laughed.

Even so, the lower half of my face is hidden because of the mask, so much so that I narrowed my eyes.

Then the two youngsters - the skinnier one is jal, the smaller one is dollar - opened their eyes and

"What, Lent!? Is that Lent?!?

and scream.

"Because. You know what I mean when I look at you?

When I say that, Jal,

"... no, you looked more like a regular swordsman when you came back before. What's that robe and mask?"

And I've been frowning and asking, so I...

"There was a lot going on. Anyway, let me in."

and flushed appropriately.

Dollars are:

"... nothing good, huh? No, that person over there..."

And I finally seem to notice Lorraine, and I stare at her.

Lorraine, who was seen, stood honorably, to Jal and Dollar,

"I'm the same adventurer this guy is, Lorraine. He is also a malt and a scholar. Regards."

I said and shook my hand.

We were both indescribable, hanging around shaking hands with a noodled face, but shortly afterwards, with a clever voice that pulled me towards the edge and said a whispering scream in my ear.

"Oh, hey! Oh, my God, that beauty! You...... no way, is that my wife!? Are you my wife?!?

That's what Jal said first, then the dollar,

"Is this an engagement report? Is that why you came home!? Oh, my God. We need to tell the village chief!

So I ran into the village.

"Oh, hey! Wait! No, you're not!

That's what I shouted, but it's already late.

He is so healthy and horrible as a countryman.

In an instant, I was blind.

Jal is still there......

"No, I didn't know Park Xinren, also known in the village, would bring his wife home... don't let Lili or Fari grieve. We had a chance."

and twinkle.

Lili or Farri is the name of a reputable beauty in the village.

That's childhood friendly.

Even so, I feel like a sister as far as I'm concerned because it's about seven.

Not so in the city, but I was a little worried because when it was a village it was time for boulders to start treating me like a daughter-in-law.

She's beautiful and she can feel good, so if you want to marry her, you're going to be able to do it soon.

Nevertheless. What the hell are they...

"Opportunity... what?"

When I asked him that, Jal had a frightened face,

"You... those two have always liked you. I would have approached you more than once. You..."

"Huh... are you kidding me? When did they do that?"

"You used to get honey treats every year on St. Alto's holiday, didn't you? You were always invited to the lake on Festival Without a Name?

Both are famous as events for lovers.

The former is world-wide, the latter is exclusive to this village, but I also know it as common sense in boulders.

That's the holiday in St. Alto. Pass the honey sweets to the person you like, which is a rare day of the year when a confession cannot be made by a woman.

The latter festival is a festival that has been taking place in Hathhaler for a long time, and even the name is no longer known, but it has a story to tell.

Along the lines of that story, there is an easy story to understand that when you go to the lake with the person you like...

I did get them both or they invited me.

But I don't.

I was out of the village a while before I turned fifteen, and even if I was told to approach it, how would I accept it if my seven or eight year old told me to?

Well, sometimes I'm surprised you're beautiful when you come home, or I remember you doing something similar then, but it's still a pretty little sister feeling to me.

Plus that.

"... you said you compromised to just taste the atmosphere for now because you both have no opponents"

I mean, I think Jal's imagination is wrong because that's what it is.

Whatever it is in the first place, it's too old.

I'm not going to be prejudiced around there, but if I've seen it since I was a baby, it doesn't feel like this anymore, as a heterosexual.

But Jal,

"... you, what world is there for a guy who receives it on par... well, fine. Whatever it is, you brought your wife. That concludes the conversation. We can go after Lili and Fari in the village."

... Well, really, make it a joke, it doesn't feel like saying you should like it.

I'm not going to tell you that I'm not your wife in the first place.

"Are we talking about something kind of funny?

"Wow."

Lorraine showed up from behind and told us so.

It is Jal who was surprised by her words.

I can tell by the signs as I approach.

If they erase the signs, that's it, but as long as they don't, I get it.

I tell Lorraine.

"Nothing like that...... anyway, let's get inside the village. There are people who want to say hello."

Lorraine then said,

"Oh well... Lord Jal, did I say"

"Oh, oh, what?

"Regardless of Lent, can I come into the village too?

I don't have to check anything. I don't have a problem with it at the time I'm on, but it would be Lorraine who asks firmly.

Jal nodded at her words,

"Oh, no problem. Lent's … dashi"

…… Well, good if it's no problem. Lent, let's go. "

That's what Lorraine said, so I nodded,

"Bye, Jal. We're on our way. I'll see you later."

I say that to Jal and wave, and the two of us move on inside the village.

"You're just laying on your ass... urban women don't look good..."

I think I heard that twinkle from behind, but it must be my fault.

It is Hathaler, a village where not many humans come from outside the village.

I was a little worried about how Lorraine would react, but the villagers I came across walking in the village were generally good because they turned their favorable emotions to me.

... Almost everyone reacted similarly to Jal and Dollar... I mean was in a "daughter-in-law or daughter-in-law" state, but that would be a guy named your love.

Fortunately, unlike the Jalls, the other villagers were relatively discerning and found me to say they were different.

Weirdly enough. What was the look on my face was I just wanted to believe that there wouldn't be any intention...

"Is the village industry... farming and hunting?

Lorraine asks as she walks through the village.

I nod to it and answer.

"Oh. You're probably right. However, if you're a farmer, it's not just wheat and vegetables, it's also a herbal garden, so maybe that's a little different."

"Herbal garden... keep shipping?

"No, you told me you had a pharmacist's grandmother. It's being processed and sold to the merchants. It seems to sell for a good price because it's highly effective. Living in a country like this is never a good idea. I hunt demons once in a while, so I can sell demon stones."

"... you've been strange to the adventurer's work since the beginning because the life of this village is just like an adventurer."

"Well, you are. I helped demolish the demons and naturally learned how to walk in the woods... whoa, that's the village chief's house."

When I looked up, there stood a house a turn bigger than the rest of the village.

That's where we were going.

When you come to a village like this, say hello to the village chief first, because that's the basics.

Well, that's not the only reason, that's like pre-construction...