Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

"It doesn't matter. Sure, I'm free when I'm free...... you're right"

That's what they said as I narrowed my eyes slightly when I was having dinner with Lorraine after I got home from the orphanage.

Speaking of which, can I ask Alize to teach me magic?

In doing so, I told Lorraine all sorts of stories about Alizé, in which Lorraine said that she was quite free and that if she could, she should have avoided saying things.

After I went out of my mouth, I thought, "Oh, but I wondered if you flushed it because you didn't touch me in particular."

I totally failed, now I'm not going to do you any favors... and while I was dropping my shoulder, I appreciate that you even took on this look.

"I'm sorry...... no, I didn't want to be a hippo. I thought there might be sushi..."

Lorraine laughed and waved as I began to talk to her about her excuse.

"I know... it's a joke. Absolutely. But there are times when people say women who don't make sense of jokes. Be very careful. You don't know what it's like to be a young girl, even if you get along so well with adventurers."

It was noted that

He's just a little twisted.

I was good, and I relieved myself.

Nevertheless, I think Lorraine's advice might be accurate.

I have always worked hard to dedicate my life to it in pursuit of the Divine Silver "Mithril" class, and for that I intend to spare no effort, even if I have no talent, but naturally, there was no such subject as the right attitude towards young women.

Well, even though it wasn't possible with my strength back then, I was aware that there was a considerable lack of finesse for women in general, although I had studied and worn some courtesy of your lady because one day they might call me aristocracy or something, if ranked higher.

I can dress up to some extent if I act consciously, and I understand what's not good to say, but this is what happens when the plating (plating) peels off as soon as I get a little intimate.

I thought this was something I should be aware of.

"... okokokokokoku, kanji. But for this reason, it's almost irrelevant to understand..."

Now I am the creepy skeleton mask of a black robe.

Which young daughter in the world would say to come closer to me?

At least if I were a young daughter, I'd definitely roll something like this away.

Walking down the road, masked robe man, girl selling flowers, talking masked robe man......

"Also, if, oh uncle..."

"Hih... someone! Somebody!! Please help!

"Chi, no! Oh, I just want a haha..."

"No, no, no! That man! That man wants flowers!

And a masked robe man caught bending the meaning of flowers.

excuses? I'm testifying to something that doesn't make sense......

... You can't.

Definitely stop talking to young daughters all over the city.

With such delusions, Lorraine said,

"Hey, isn't your young daughter here? Here."

And I point to my face and say.

I tilted my neck, looked at the tip of my finger,

"... where?

and asked, Lorraine put her hand around the

"You... no matter how warm I am, I'll run out of bees one day? Look at the twenty-four daughters, missing something to say. Is that it?... Hmm. Speaking of which, here's a powerful spell explanatory note recently developed..."

So I rushed to stop because I found some suspicious book with my wand in one hand.

"Holy shit! Yes! Because I understand! I don't know what to do! Shinjitsu like Shinjitsu, so much so, so much so, oh, so much so, so much so, so much so, so much so, so much so, so much so! even though I'm not flattered by Kumon's scab, I'm flattered by the slightest whisper of the blame! Whatever you do, you don't know what you're doing!

At times like this, you should praise them anyway.

Failure to do so will gradually increase the footsteps with the post-mortem world hitting behind it.

To avoid it is to abandon the shame and the outside world, and to praise the woman who stands in front of you anyway.

What if I can't do that?

You don't have to say that, you know.

is a married male adventurer who used to drink with me in a tavern.

Laying on his wife's ass and always winding a tube, but Osidri and his wife were famous, and that was the word that came out when he heard the secret.

I wonder how he is... I think I heard he opened an inn somewhere...

It was a blurry word I uttered as I thought I would do that, but, uh, when I looked at Lorraine's face, she was staring at me and stopping.

……

I wonder what it is.

Lorraine opens her mouth to me.

"... where the hell did you learn that mouth?

The expression seemed frightened, but I couldn't feel anything as angry as earlier, and I was a little relieved.

I say.

"Wherever... it's still nowhere. If you keep Michina warm, you'll see the ones who say things like that, and you'll say things like that... I just said something funny to Kihonki."

"You think that's what I thought? You... are you saying that to the women all over there?

I shook my head at Lorraine for saying that to my surprise.

"No way... you've never seen that before, have you?

Regardless of who you're as comfortable with as Lorraine, you'd be suspicious of a lot of things if you were walking around saying this to the women all over you.

I can't possibly say.

Lorraine thought a little about my words, then nodded as she was convinced,

"... well, yeah. No, sorry, sounds kind of strangely used to it..."

"If I could be, I wouldn't be a bozo, and I would sneak up on someone somewhere and do it all the time. That's all you have to do. Hang in there and you'll see."

"I guess...... relieved"

"Ashin?"

what that means, tilting his neck, Lorraine said,

"Oh... I'm glad you're not a colored demon"

and say pretty bad things.

but given the dialogue I just said, I may not be able to help myself if they say so.

You didn't have a very good choice of dialogue.

Isn't it a rather nasty look at the limbs as if the sculpture had been cut out?

I remember again, I'm sorry, I told Lorraine,

"... No, it was terrible. I didn't mean that."

"That's what I know. Well... that's something to watch out for young ladies, including that... whoa, you still want some? The plates are empty."

Look at my plate like Lorraine noticed.

There was a dish made by Lorraine in there until earlier, but I wonder if it's still because of her blood, it was very tasty and I finished eating it right away.

Lorraine cooks a lot lately, but the reason for this is that she likes chores, not like that, but because she wants to observe my health.

In other words, for research purposes.

Well...... looks like Lorraine.

I nodded to her,

"If it's still there, I'd love to. Where is it?

and tried to grab a plate and pick up the dish, but when Lorraine,

"No, I'll bring it. It would be hard to understand because there are two pans."

Said farewell, took the plate from me, and went to the kitchen.

I felt like I was playing something strange after that, but, well, it must be my fault.

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Lorraine, who reached the kitchen, sighted, a mirror affixed to the wall.

There's a look on my face with a calm face, as usual.

But when I lift up my long stretched hair and look at my well-shaped ears that stand up properly......

"... isn't it turning red?... Are you drunk?"

He is eating and mouthing wine.

Certainly not that likely, but Lorraine is quite alcoholic and has never been on her face no matter how much she drank.

Naturally, even in the ear.

So logically speaking, that reasoning is wrong, but I feel it's dangerous to deny it in my mind,

"... drinking too much is not good, drinking too much..."

Yes, one shrugged, carefully serving the dishes on Lent's plate, and returning to the table.

The footprint, still bouncing slightly, was nowhere to be confirmed and pointed out.