The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

On the way back to the square, I was unexpectedly uncomfortable.

During the crusade, it was stronger than the discomfort I felt in the square where I was sleeping.

Following that discomfort, there are signs of more than one person.

My leg stops for a moment, but there aren't many people where I am right now.

Careful not to run, hurry to the square.

Where there are too many people, they can't be distracted.

But if it's too little, I can't call for help.

Pick your way back, bearing in mind the precautions Mr. Ratlua has told you.

Head down to the janitor and enter the square.

Sometimes they ambush me in the tent, so I am also told to check for signs before entering.

I'm scared, so I explore the signs from a little further away from the tent.

No sign of good.

Into the tent, close the entrance securely and stop with hardware.

"Huh..."

I'm slightly trembling when I look at both hands.

With that said, you were too scared to see who you were.

Get Sola out of the bag and hug her.

You must have felt something, I've never rang it in the tent, but it's ringing a little "puppy".

Explore signs around the tent.

A little further away, I can hear you.

It also makes people move, but there's no sign they care about this one.

"Thank you, Sola"

Arrange potions in front of Sola.

Make sure you start eating, then organize the potions for Sola that you pick up from the dump.

I'm going to put it in a special bag, but I couldn't get in a little bit if it was too many.

Keep them together in the corner of the tent.

Explore the signs outside many times along the way.

Phew, I wouldn't be comfortable if I hadn't done something.

But you don't want to go outside the tent.

Get your hands in the bag I've been putting potions in.

And take a small knife.

Something I accidentally picked up about my eyes when I was picking up potions.

When I left the village, I had a small sword.

But I dropped it when I was running around in the woods, and I haven't had a weapon since.

Because it was too big for me, and I was in the way when I ran away.

But when I saw this knife, it was in my hands naturally.

Can you do anything with this knife... maybe you can't do anything.

Talking about Mr. Seiselk, he said there was a possibility of an organization with a large number of familiar figures.

There's very little I can do with one knife without any attack skills.

Still, holding a knife calms me down a little.

Sora, whose meal is over, is bouncing around Piong Piong and me.

Somehow, extra power comes out of your body in that appearance.

"Thank you, Sola"

Thank you and stroke Sora slowly.

Glad you had Sora.

There's a noise outside the tent.

Exploring the signs, it's a sign I know.

This is to Mr. Seiselk, Mr. Ratlua.

"Ivy, are you there?

"Yes."

Reply to Mr. Ratlua's voice.

Put Sola in the bag and open the entrance to the tent.

"Good. I bought you dinner, so let's eat."

"What? Dinner?

If you look around, you can see the tent where the lights are already on.

It was night before I realized it.

"Yes. It's a specialty of this town. I wanted Ivy to eat it and I bought it."

"I'm happy. Thank you."

Get out of the tent and check around.

Mr. Borolda and Mr. Rickbelt line up what they bought with their desks ready.

Don't.

A big liquor bottle in the middle of the desk when you hear something a little heavy being placed.

Alcohol seems to be lifting today.

"All right, let's eat!

Mr. Borolda pours the alcohol into a glass and drinks it up as he tells him to eat it.

"Ahhh, the liquor from a long time is delicious!

"You're going to be the leader of a crusade. We couldn't even drink because of it."

Mr. Rickbelt spills stupidity on Mr. Borolda.

"You have no choice, because no one else was in this town then. If I were you, I'd be there."

Mr. Borolda and Mr. Rickbelt alternate momentum and drink well.

Awesome!

I drink it as if it were water.

"Drink up, both of you. Drink up."

Mr. Seiselk picks up the liquor bottle as if he were stunned.

"" Ahhh... booze ""

Laughter enters the covered liquor bin into the appearance of two people reaching out.

"Seiselk, give it back!

When Mr. Borolda takes back the booze taken away, he adds booze to the glass and drinks it.

Mr. Seiselk has a frightened face.

Don't keep changing your impression of Mr. Borolda in me.

A strange man.

"Ivy, you don't have to worry about it. Yes, this is the specialty of this town. It's stewed mou soup!

The soup served on a plate is a thick soup with a large meat of mou.

When you put it in your mouth, it's close to a nostalgic flavor.

What the... you mean I miss you before.

The word beef stew comes to mind.

Apparently, it tastes similar to a dish called Beef Stew.

"Isn't it delicious?

"What!"

I think I've mistaken the fact that I'm still thinking about the flavor for being unpleasant.

Mr. Ratlua peeks into my face anxiously.

"No. Because it resembled the flavor I knew."

Oh, I can't do this.

"Taste you know?

"... Yes. A little back in the day"

I can't explain or anything.

In the village of Latomi, the meat was about a wild rat.

And mostly dried things.

How can I put it, I don't know if it's a problem.

"Oh well, delicious?

"Yes, it's delicious"

"Good. This is my thing."

"I love this flavor too"

"hehe, good"

Mr. Ratlua gave a smile that looked a little lit up, just a little lonely.

Sometimes, I give this look.

It hides right away, but it makes me sad to see that look.

There must be a lot of adventurers out there.

Something hard.

"Ivy! Drink, too!

"What?"

Mr. Rickbelt, with his eyes a little seated, offers the cup all the way.

Suddenly, what is it?

Besides, you know I'm underage, right?

"Don't! Damn. Sorry, Ivy, Rick Belt's a tangled liquor today."

Mr. Seiselk picked up the cup he was being offered.

And Rick Belt with a disgusting look on his face.

That's kind of a new side.

You're just scared because your eyes are so fixed.

"Ahhh, Mr. Rickbelt's a pain in the ass today."

"Tough?"

"Yes, there are three different ways to get drunk, him. Laughing liquor, tangled liquor, and bragging. It's the most troublesome tangled liquor today."

Mr. Ratlua explained to me, laughing bitterly.

"When we're done eating, I guess we should head back to the tent. Because it's a long time."

See Mr. Rickbelt tangled up with Mr. Seiselk.

"Look, I tried really hard this time. Who the hell are you? Give me my hand!"

Can you say tangled liquor or keep saying stupidity next door?

I certainly don't like that.

All right, let's get rid of everything around us and get back to the tent.

Quietly clean up dirty plates, etc.

Return quietly to the tent so Mr. Rickbelt can't find you.

"Good night."

Mr. Seiselk, who noticed my little voice, gave me one hand up.

Tomorrow, are you all right?