In winter, animals will be hibernating, so they will hunt demons.
Demons are stronger than animals, so Iâm really worried.
âCiel, are you hungry?
âNya-yay.â
Ha, looks satisfied with your expression.
Ask Ciel to change into a slime and put it in the bag.
That size will be the size of the slime, so itâs weird to see it again and again.
Returning to the village and walking down the boulevard to Mr. Roseâs item store, I realize how the villagers are feeling more tingly than usual.
âIs something wrong?
âOh, itâs kind of a nasty vibe, letâs hurry to Mr. Roseâ
Iâm going to Mr. Roseâs shop a little early.
âHelloâ
âThere you are. Oh.â
âExcuse me, day after dayâ
âWe donât have many guests on cold days, so Iâm glad youâre here.â
Good, looks like it hasnât bothered me.
Before Mr. Rose, place the demon stone that Frem revived.
It was yesterday today, so Mr. Rose gives a slightly worried look.
âIs Flem okay? Oh, I canât give you this level of demon stone.â
Iâve put all the demon stones in one bag, so the level 1 or 2 demon stones are also mixed.
Mr. Rose, who checked inside, wrapped two demonic stones in a cloth and returned them.
Mr. Druid laughs at it and puts it in the bag.
âIâm telling Flem not to force it, so I think itâs okayâ
âYes, now?
âYouâre asleep.â
When I open the bag, Sora and Ciel jump out of the bag fine.
âAh, Sola! Ciel, not today.â
âFine, he said he closed the store for a little while, even if the bill was on break.â
With that said, Mr. Rose closes the door and puts out a bill during the break.
Youâre getting in the way of the store.\n
A little depressed, Pong and Mr. Rose stroked his head.
âI care too muchâ
To Mr. Rose, who is laughing, he opens his bag again and hugs Flem up.
Check your mouth, but not today. It looks like no oneâs leaking.
Oh, the stains are gone?
The stain I was concerned about when I put it in my bag is disappearing from the flem.
I wonder what it was?
âYou sleep a lot ~â
âFlemâs been asleep all day. Sometimes I sleep all the time except for a meal.â
Mr. Rose gives a slightly surprised look at Mr. Druidâs words.
âAhahahahaha, thatâs awesomeâ
âRight?â
âOh. Iâm jealous, but if I were you, Iâd get bored in a day.â
Iâm sure it wouldnât fit Mr. Roseâs life.
I donât know what to say, Mr. Rose has the impression that heâs taking the initiative, saying itâs hard.
âWith that said, Mr. Rose. Is something wrong? I think the village is tingling.â
âOh, it turns out that the hissar forcibly retrieved the demon stone from the young adventurer on the journey. Totally stupid. But some villagers donât want to be bad for what theyâve done for themselves.â
Bad things are bound to happen someday, right?
Still, did we do it for ourselves?
No, the villagers would suffer if something else came out like this.
âThose are the big idiots. I canât believe the villagers defended that, even though itâs just important that those in Gilmouthâs position have sinned. If this information is passed on to other villages and towns, the credibility of this village will be diminished. That would put even the survival of the village in jeopardy.â
If the credibility of the village is lost, there will be less entry and exit for adventurers and merchants.
When that happens, the village becomes more and more obsolete.
Credibility is very important in any big town.
Donât the villagers know that?
âItâs a dangerous situation.â
â⌠you still think so?
Whatâs a dangerous situation?
Didnât the villagers just defend Mr. Gilmouth, who sinned?
You mean thereâs something more?
âHa, was it too early for those two? \nTwoâŚâŚ you mean Captain Tableau and Mr. Pliagilmuth?
Uh, I donât know what that means.
âŚâŚâŚâŚ
I donât know what to do, weâve both been silent.
Uh, you mean somethingâs going on thatâs not good for this village, right?
Probably aggravated by the presence of the top?
âIf we donât get over this, I donât think so.â
You donât like this tension.
âYou just have to believe it.â
âDid Mr. Druid know anyone who was at the top of the list?
âYeah, itâs Gilmouth from the Adventurers Guild. Iâm still working on it.â
âRight. Iâm sorry, Ivy, youâre making me look like that.â
Huh?
What face?
Mr. Rose strokes his head gently and laughs fluffily.
âMr. Rose. Do you keep your winter gloves here?
When I saw him surprised by the sudden change in Mr. Druidâs story, Ni laughed.
Apparently, he was distracted.
What the hell did you look like?
âGloves for winter? There wouldnât be any summer or winter in gloves to protect your hands from the sword, would there?
âNo, Iâm not. Ivyâs hands are easily cold, so I heard thereâs a winter glove somewhere.â
âOh, you mean that. Thatâs the garment store. Isnât there a store that sells coats?
âReally, if so, would it be possible for âShallâ?
âIf it was there, it would be because we have all the latest clothes. Wouldnât it be quicker if we were going shopping?
Mr. Rose looks out.
I didnât realize, but the clouds are a little suspicious.
Maybe itâll rain?
âRight. Ivy, shall we go?
âYeah. Sola, Ciel, come back because Iâm going?
Two people who were playing with my words jump right into my arms.
\nSchedule a rough appointment for tomorrow. Now itâs time to leave the store behind.
When I was leaving the store and headed towardsâ Shall â, a cold breeze hit my face and it hurt.
This winter is aggressive.
âWelcome. Oh, itâs been a while.â
âIâll grandpa. I wanted to ask you a few questions.â
As soon as I entered the store, Mr. Baruca responded.
Looks like the store has about two more customers.
âWhat is it?
âI heard you have winter-only gloves, do you keep them?
âYes, thatâs a product thatâs been coming out for a couple of years.â
I come in front of the shelf where Mr. Baruca is taking me.
There are colorful lines of gloves there.
Pretty different impression than gloves to protect your hands.
âHeh, whoa, how about this?
What a lovely peach floral glove Mr. Druid took in his hand.
I think itâs a little too cute.
âNo, a little for meâ
âReally? I think itâs cute though.â
âI thought Iâd float on my coatâŚâ
My coat is diluted blue, so peachy makes me feel a little uncomfortable.
Especially the gloves you chose are bright peachy.
ââ Ah. ââ
Mr Druid and Mr Baruca sometimes find themselves very similar.
Why do we both have such an unfortunate look?
âSo if youâre going to fit your coat, I suggest these three types, right?
Three different gloves were shown to me: white, water and dark blue.
There is no embroidery here, itâs a neat impression.
â⌠Is there anything a little cuter?
Mr Baruca answers Mr Druidâs question with a slight regret: âIt has soldâ.
âYou should have come and bought it a little soonerâ
Iâm so sorry to hear that, but as far as Iâm concerned, one of these three gloves is enough.
Iâd say that would be fine if I could keep the cold out, but if I did, there would be some nasty vibeâŚâŚ