The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

Open your eyes softly.

It will be dawn because of the slight light in the tent.

Explore signs of discomfort but do not exist nearby.

When you breathe ho, extend your arms and relax your body.

"Phew."

When I get up and look to the side, Sora is asleep feeling so comfortable.

Reduce your desire to sleep again and reach for a change of clothes.

I went to the dump yesterday because there was something about the potion, but I wanted to check one more thing.

Are you sure I'm being targeted?

The discomfort felt several times in the square was completely unrecognizable on the road of the two-day journey.

I thought maybe I had an illusion that I was unfamiliar with the crusader atmosphere.

I believe in Sola, but I also wanted her to make a slight mistake.

But the discomfort I detected yesterday also felt a sticky gaze besides it.

Honestly, I didn't expect this to happen so soon.

But I have to think more than I get it.

If I'm sure they're after me, what do I do?

And about Meera...

Mr. Ratlua and Mr. Meera seemed very close.

Will you believe me?

Anxiety depends, but you should be honest.

Even if, so... hated, abandoned.

"All right!"

Make sure Sola hasn't jumped out of the blanket before opening the entrance to the tent.

Outside the tent, extend your arms again to relax your body.

Look around...... I'm sleeping on my desk, I discovered Mr. Rickbelt and Mr. Borolda.

I'm drunk, I think I fell asleep.

Uh, let's just make some good, refreshing soup for breakfast.

Sure, there must still have been some herbs left.

To get you to listen to me, I need you to wake up first.

Bring to a fire and simmer in a pan with water and thinly sliced dried meat, root vegetables that you asked me to use for cooking.

When the vegetables are tender, add the herbs and complete the soup.

Later......

"Smells good"

Did Mr. Borolda get the smell, or he swells up from his desk.

Mr. Rickbelt is also up and looking around strangely.

"Is that it?... Why are you here?

Mr. Borolda, who was watching that, sighs loudly, scratching his head.

"That's all, you're gonna get tangled up in me and wipe it out of my memory completely... you're really a pain in the ass"

"Ahhh..."

The two voices are kind of blurry and a little hard to hear.

Does it hurt my throat, too?

"Good morning, Ivy! I overslept badly."

"" Wow... my voice... "

When Mr. Ratlua spoke at his usual rate, Mr. Borolda and Mr. Rickbert held their heads.

"Are you all right?

"Good morning, Ivy. If it's those two, I don't mind leaving them alone. Just a hangover."

Mr. Seiselk comes out of the tent and gives the paper bag to Mr. Ratlua.

"Yes, yes. I was so careful."

"Keep your voice down. Sounds"

Mr. Rickbelt looks disgusted.

Seems really tough.

"Worse than that. I overslept, too."

I'm going to apologize, Mr. Seiselk, and I'm going to shake your head to the side.

As I was splitting the soup into vessels, Mr. Borolda lined me up at my desk.

Mr. Ratlua seems to have taken the black bread out of the paper bag and cut it into pieces.

"I'll have it."

Two of the hangovers got a little lost and then got their hands on the soup.

"Oh, that's so refreshing."

"Really."

It seemed like it tasted like it could even be eaten by a hangover, and it was horrible.

Finish your meal and have some tea.

What am I supposed to do, talk out here all of a sudden?

A little more, after you calm down?

"Ivy, I need to talk to you for a second. Are you okay?

"Yes."

I need to talk to you, too, so it's just fine.

That... I don't know, Mr. Seiselk's expression looks very spicy.

Plus, Mr. Ratlua looks grumpy somehow.

Mr. Borolda also has an indescribable look.

Mr. Rickbelt looks down and doesn't understand his expression.

... What?

".................. eh"

"Yes."

"If you can't, you can say no. I want you to listen to that on the assumption. I want Ivy to help me catch tissue..."

"... that's fine"

You can't keep running.

Then I've been thinking about what to do.

Thinking about my condition now, the words "a" came to mind.

To be honest, I'm scared, but I felt it was the best way to break the status quo.

"Ivy, no! That's so easy!

Mr. Ratlua grabs my shoulder with a crying expression.

When I look at that face, I feel sorry.

But if there's any other way than this, I'm sure Mr. Seiselk won't talk to me like this.

Perhaps there is no way.

"I was going to ask you, too. I can't move like this. So he wants us to work together."

"Eh."

Everyone looked surprised.

"And..."

My heart makes an unpleasant noise.

If I say this, no one may help me.

Still, I have to tell you.

"Mira and the others in the green wind may be tissue people."

I was gazing at Mr. Ratlua, but at the end of the day, I leaned over.

Maybe you won't believe me.

You may think of me as a liar.

Scary.

But I can't keep this from you.

"... I know Ivy suspected it. And I found out yesterday that Meera was a traitor."

"What?"

I give a face to Mr. Ratlua's lonely voice.

There he was, with an indescribable look.

"You were trying so hard to hide something when you were in the Crusaders' Square, weren't you? I didn't know at first. But I noticed you watching. I'm so scared of Meera."

Crusading, since before that?

But yesterday?

"When Ratlua asked me to have dinner with him, I asked him why for once. But I didn't believe you, because Meera's one of us. But I saw Meera and the others yesterday and I understood who the traitor was."

In Mr. Borolda's words, questions arise.

When did you have dinner with me?

Besides, did you know there was a traitor?

"But that one surprised you. When we get back to the square from the crusade, all of a sudden Ratlua will bow her head."

Mr. Borolda makes a bright voice, either to change the atmosphere, which has become too dark.

Fished by it, both Mr. Seiselk and Mr. Ratlua laugh.

Dinner during the crusade... Oh, I wonder about the day Mr. Ratlua took a break from the crusade.

Meera invited me to dinner with her that day, and if I was wondering what to do, Ratlua said, "With the leader, I already have plans"... but it wasn't?

Oh, or did you notice in my attitude and help me?

"Thank you, Mr. Ratlua"

"No, I was half-hearted then. But I talked to Ivy a lot, 'cause I didn't think she was a kid trying to fool someone."

Keep your head down deeply.

Honestly, I didn't expect you to believe me.

'Cause Meera and the others are the ones we've been having a rough time with.

And yet you've always protected me, albeit half-heartedly.

Tears spill.

My head is gently stroked.

"I'm sorry. I should have told you sooner. But... I wanted to believe Meera"

Shake your head to the side.

It's obvious, because you're one of them.

When I think about it, I'm glad I spilled tears.

I manage to take a deep breath and stop crying.

When I gave him my face, Mr. Borolda gently wiped my face with a towel.