Mr. Ratlua waving in front of the store.
Today, theyâre celebrating organizational devastation.
The story of Mr. Gilmouth and the captain luxurying me for dinner somehow became a celebration of renting out the store.
Mr Ratlua told me that the deputy commander seemed to have made quite a leak.
âItâs okay. You were going to set a trap, werenât you?
âIvy is behind the butchers that have become popular! Right.â
âGilmouth was saying. The butcher asked me to find out if Ivy existed.â
âYes, Ivy was the one who made the butcher that the adventurers were making popular. Itâs been rumored.â
â⊠yeah! How could you do that!
When are we going to be talking about that?
Though I did tell the store owner that I was the reason for the rumors.
I canât believe you even passed it on to Mr. Gilmouth.
âWhoa! Ivy, youâre here.â
Mr. Borolda is showing his face from inside the store.
Its face is slightly red, so it looks like itâs already drunk.
âMr. Borolda, you canât drink too much. We need to be careful.â
âHahaha, Iâm fine. I know exactly what to add and subtract.â
Or it seems that some people are already able to do it drunk.
When I went to the back of the store with Mr. Boroldaâs guidance, I saw Mr. Gilmouth and the others.
Looks like Mr. Seiselk and the others are with us.
âNo, Iâm fine. It must be about the butcher. Rumor has it we hunt amazing every day.â
I laugh bitterly at Mr. Seiselkâs words.
Rumors really seem to be spreading.\n
Sure, hey, maybe I overdid it.
When I told Ciel to work hard for the store owner I took care of him, the next day the number of prey had exceeded 30.
I got a little lost, but, well, maybe I couldnât sell everything to the butcher.
Over 30 every day in the last few days.
âhahahahaâŠâŠ thanksâ
I have no idea what to say.
In the meantime, let me thank you.
âAll right, here comes the lead. Letâs toast.â
I twist my neck but donât wonder around, I spin alcohol in a glass.
âUm, whatâs the lead role?
âSorry Ivy. Gilmouth and the others could not be deluded.â
Couldnât you mislead me?
I shrugged my shoulders when I turned my gaze to Mr. Gilmouth.
You donât seem angry from how it looks.
âYou donât have to apologize at all. Rare can hide things.â
Both the captain and Mr Gilmouth are nodding at the words of the deputy captain.
Doesnât seem like a hassle.
âIvy, will you show your face to the guild when you have time?
Mr. Gilmouth calls out in an atmosphere of intrigue.
Besides, Mr. Borolda distorts his face. \nWhat is it?
âOut, Gilmouthâs Rare Likesâ
âThatâs good. Iâd like to see a little girl named Sola.â
Mr. Marl Leak pinches his mouth with a frightened look.
Sure, Sola is a rare slime.
I wonder if itâs irresistible for people who like rare things.
âCan I have it tomorrow evening?
Iâm looking out for Mr. Gilmouth, and Sora will help me if I have enough to show her.
âThen Iâll come with you. I donât doubt Gilmouth.â
Donât worry, Mr. Ratlua, if youâll come with me.
When I thanked him, he stroked my head.
âWhoa, itâs a specialty of this store. Eat a bunch of ivy. Cheers before you do.â
The captain stands up with a glass.
âAttention all! He did his best this time. Thanks. Drink well and eat well today! Cheers!â
A toast goes up from here and there to respond to the words of the captain.
Iâm a little confused because this is the first time Iâve come to such a busy place.
But they all look like theyâre having fun smiling.
âStill, that was an amazing operation. Theyâre pretty messed up, too.â
The captain seems to be having a lot of fun.
âHeh, well, you donât normally have that kind of operation.â
To Mr. Rickbeltâs words, heâs nodding around.
Sure, it was a pretty reckless operation, wasnât it?
âHe couldnât even escape because he had no idea what was going on. As for catching him, heâs been quite helpful.â
of specialties from the plate in front of meâŠâŠ I wonder what.
Take the fried stuff and eat it.
âAhahahahaha, itâs okay, itâs okayâ
He seems pretty drunk going around.
The words are firm, but fluttering.
Mr. Borolda tries to take away the cup Mr. Low Creek has, but cleverly avoids it.
Wow, Iâm turning around drunk and avoiding it.
Mr. Marl Leak rushes to take Mr. Low Creek somewhere.
Everyone sighed loudly, dropping off their backs.
Mr. Borolda seemed a little drunk, but he seemed to wake up.
âWell, letâs drink and eat slowly. This store has a reputation for delicious food. Ivy, eat well.â
âDonât drink too much, Captain.â
Is this atmosphere a little more?
I made my own decision, but I might just regret it a little bit.
But I donât want to give up my journey.
I can gently stroke my head.
When I gave him my gaze in surprise, Mr. Sifal laughed and was beside him.
âStay back. In this town.â
Mr. Sifal is really good at reading peopleâs minds.
And give me the words I want.
The village of Latme and the town of Otolwa.
Youâve made it to the good guys.