Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

"No matter what you do or do, nothing will change. My goal is to work hard for the Mithrill Adventurer."

That's what I said, and Garb gives me a frightened, convincing look.

"You... being a demon doesn't make a difference. Well, it sounds like you..."

"Well, of course, we'll find a way back to humans. But your future goals won't change that easily."

Garb nodded in relief at my response,

"Oh, is that for once... it seems more convenient to stay the vampire Vampire, but if it stays the same, my people can't hunt you?

"That's right. Well... the one who knows I'm a vampire" vampire "is limited. Some of the members here are a runaway adventurer who happens to meet in the labyrinth, along with a former fellow adventurer, an Adventurers Union (Alliance) official, and Malt's Adventurers Union leader, Guildmaster. There are other guys who recognize that I'm a little different than I was before, but I don't explain it clearly."

The Crops will already know, but they've never explained it clearly, and given their lives, they shouldn't.

Even though I say it, probably people who will react the same way as the people who have confessed before, but who don't even need to be forced to let you know.

Crop is the kind of thing that you can do if you tell them how comfortable you are with the weapon and what you want.

Well, you might want some data on what happens if demons use weapons... but now you don't mind.

"You don't have ten. That being said, it seems like a lot to think about the secret content, a small number... a subtle number."

"Maybe I really shouldn't tell anyone. I'm pretty out of it, and I have a sense of consciousness, and I want people to follow me."

I've had a decade where what I tried to do on my own didn't work.

Sometimes I say I was starting to think a little bit about trying to rely on people.

When diving into the labyrinth, it doesn't change the stance that it's a basic solo, but somewhere else.

I don't want to do it all on my own anymore.

"Are you saying that the head of it is Lorraine?

That's what the Capitans said, so I snort.

"Oh. I became a demon and relied on Lorraine most of all. Lorraine knows a lot about demons, and I'm sure she was the best person you could believe I'd ever be."

"And that's what it actually was."

That's what Garb says and sees Lorraine.

Lorraine nodded,

"Because as much as Lent became a demon, we weren't dating like we cared. Besides, I'm studying demons. You don't have to refuse to cooperate because you can get it from the demons themselves. As much as I'd rather ask you to hang out with me here."

"Hmm? Really? Lorraine."

I put my mouth in her ear after Garb said so.

I'm talking about something... and Lorraine is nodding and shaking her head.

The expression has changed quite a bit too......

"... what are you talking about, those two?

Asking Capitan, who was placed outside the mosquito net with me, Capitan shook his head and

"... it's best to keep your mouth shut when Garb's grandmother starts doing something like that. Nothing happens when you stick your neck in it..."

and make a decent face.

When I snap my neck, the Capitans,

"Sometimes my wife used to talk to Garb like that at the banquet. I was curious and I stuck my neck in it...... it was a hell of a thing"

and say with a blue face.

I was wondering what happened,

"... can I ask what happened?

Asked, Capitan said,

"It seems that my wife discovered that she was taking care of the old lady's things from the storage in my room for the rest of her life. We were just talking about what to do about the treatment."

"... I don't know what that is..."

It would be the pattern you shouldn't find the most.

Or something like that. I'm telling you to throw it away after you get married.

You should be free to choose the option of not throwing it away, but at least hide it in a place you will never find it as a courtesy.

You must have noticed I was floating the blaming gaze of that feeling.

Capitan shook his head in haste,

"... I wasn't really taking care of it for the rest of my life! I simply forgot I was in the back of the room. Then I didn't touch it for more than a decade... it just seemed like I was taking care of it! That was a terrible experience for my wife and Garb in a seat where my men were choosing to drink... At the end of the day I got nothing going on, and the couple got along better, but if they ask me if I want to go through it again, I have to say absolutely no...... do you try? Again, just in case, you'd be wise to stop, wouldn't you?

I only do it when I prey on the big guy, with a serious look on my face, Capitan says, grabbing my shoulder.

It's critical and powerful... oh yeah, I know from the bottom of my heart that I should stop doing this.

Nothing. I don't even have any more stories to hide from Lorraine... I don't think it's going to happen because, by and large, we're not a couple who feel guilty about it...

But I do feel a sense of crisis.

I don't know, like a wild inquiry?

You don't touch a god, like?

I decided not to listen to the conversation between Garb and Lorraine, because I felt that since I became a demon, I should say nothing according to the guidance of my sixth sense.

Then a while later,

"... I'm sorry. Leave me alone."

Apparently the conversation between the two of them is over, and that's what Garb said.

"No, I don't mind, is that enough?

Don't ask me what it is. That's what I say.

Garb nodded at this,

"Oh, well, it wasn't a big deal. So, it's about you again. We both know that our dreams haven't changed and that we want to go back to being human. So, this is a suggestion, you and Lorraine, why don't you train in the village for a little while?

I said that abruptly.