Gaston waded through the procession and pushed forward.
If it was impossible to get through, he would reasonably pull back. Everyone didnāt want to be spotted by Gaston, but they were quietly opening the way.
Gaston place his elbow to the receptionist with satisfaction and smiled wide open.
āHey woman, letās get on with the assessment! That is my credit for what Iāve done here.ā
He thrusts the bag that clothed the balm bird forward.
The Gordon brothers lag behind Gaston and put the balm bird on the counter.
āHey, open up!ā
Gaston ordered, and the Gordon brothers untied the bag that they had tied up.
āNo-, no way, all of thisā¦ā¦ā
āYes! The balm bird! Iām the one who got them all! Itās all my credit!ā
To the receptionist, rather than to the receptionist, Gaston replied, as if to let the entire facility hear.
āThat many balm birds all by himself!? I-, I mean, thereās no way he couldā¦ā¦ā
One of the adventurers who had been watching the situation spilled out a small word.
āWhat! If you have a problem with that, you might as well say it out loud! Whoever said that was a joke just now, come out!ā
Gaston turns red in the face and frightens him.
The man tries to turn himself around and run away, but Gaston grabs him by the collar and captures him.
āSay it again!ā
āN-, no! Youāre wrong! Iām not trying to be difficultā¦ā¦ but itās impossible! No matter how you think about it, itās impossible! And now, moreover, itās not even in the mating season of the balm birdā¦ā¦ā
āWhat the hell kind of stupid thing are you talking about. Iām just moving faster than a balm bird! You got a problem with that? Huh!?ā
āFa-, faster than a balm bird!?ā
The man recites what Gaston said.
āAnd if I canāt do it, how do you explain this pile of balm birds? Ahn?ā
āWell, thatāsā¦ā¦ā
Iāve been blending in with the adventurers as an onlooker, wondering how they can say that.
āI hate those people who canāt do anything themselves but criticize others for doing what they want. Next time you say something like that!ā
āIām, Iām sorry! Iām sorry!ā
Didnāt we do the exact same thing before, Gastonā¦?
Do I need to be that impudent to make it in this town?
I feel like going back to Marren tribeās village now.
āHa! Guess thereās no next time!ā
Gaston drops the man off and walks back to the reception desk.
āHeyā¦ā¦ do you really think he got them?ā
āBut itās true that there isā¦ā¦ and thatās all I can sayā¦ā¦ā
āIsnāt Gaston actually absurdly strong?ā
Whisperingly, the people around began to gossip in hushed tones.
Perhaps because of Gastonās bullish attitude, the atmosphere around me was changing.
As expected of Gaston, if it had been me, this wouldnāt have happened.
I feel bad for the person who was threatened, but Iāll thank them now for their impudence.
āWell, so, umā¦ā¦ the reportā¦ā¦ā
āHere it is! Here!ā
Gaston handed him a mangled piece of paper from his pocket.
It was a report written by Mea.
I, Itās as far as I can readā¦ā¦
āMe, mea worked so hard writing itā¦ā¦ā
I glanced at Mea and saw a bit of tear in her eyes.
The receptionist carefully unfolded the report and frowned.
āWhat?ā Do you have a problem with that?ā
āW-, wellā¦ā¦ the fact that he swung this tree around in the air isā¦ā¦ā
Hearing that, Gastonās expression froze for a moment, too.
I couldnāt help but cover my face with my hands.
I was also tired, so I was relieved when he added the description of the arrows, and I guess I missed it.
āā¦ā¦ ahhhhhh.ā
Gaston, as expected, seemed to be at a loss for words, but he quickly tightened his expression.
āI, I pulled it out and swung it around! What are you complaining about!ā
He, he pushed through.
He hesitated for a second, but he pushed through.
I mean, itās impossible. If you can, try it.
I thought it was a bad idea, but maybe the threat he had just made worked, or maybe everyone had become numb to the balm bird, but no one complained about it.
āEnough about that. Just get on with the assessment!ā
āW-Wait a minute! For now, a quick lookā¦ā¦ lightly, Iād say itās more than half a million gāsā¦ā¦ā
I heard the amount and my heart guts posed.
At this rate, Iāll be able to pay off my debt to Mea in no time.
Gastonās eyes change color for a moment, but he meets Gordonās gaze and clicks his tongue.
āI donāt give a damn about the money! What will happen to my rank!?ā
Gaston leans forward, banging on the receptionistās counter.
āEh!? Eh, Ehhh!? Iām, Iām sorry, sir, but that one is under an impartial decision of the higher-upsā¦ā¦ā
He remembered that he had to hand over the money and he lost interest.
ā¦ā¦ At that state, he will probably give the money without a problem, but I think heās going to run out of patience soon. Will it be okay?
āAwesome, Gaston-san! When did you take down so many preys! Thatās so distant of you, leaving us behind. Buy me a drink or something!ā
āYes, thatās right!ā
Gastonās usual cronies move closer to Gaston.
Gaston narrows his eyes in annoyance.
āOh? Hey, you guys, this moneyā¦ā¦ā
Gaston almost slips up and gets a glare from Gordon.
He closes his mouth quickly.
āā¦ā¦ tch, one of these days.ā
āYay!ā
āAs expected of Brother Gaston!ā
āItās 500,000 Gās you know, 500,000 Gās. Letās rent out the entire place tonight.ā
His cronies are screaming and making a lot of noise.
āH-, hey! I said one of these daysā¦ā¦ā
Gaston yells to his cronies with a slightly twitching face.
āShhhh! I knew Brother Gaston would do it one day!ā
Iāll go make a reservation.ā
Gastonās cronies rush out of the facility in a hurry.
Gaston looked off the backs of his cronies with a straight face, then seemed to spot me and quickly shifted his gaze from me. The face looking at me was also a straight face.
ā¦ā¦ N-, no, you definitely gotta give back that money?
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