"Now, eat well! Atashi will buy you food today!"

　Having delivered the materials, Bistol had brought Ray and his men to a shop called Quartzutei.
　The store was probably newly opened as a result of an increase in the number of people involved in the recent Gilm extension.
　The shop itself wasn't that elaborate... it was like a combination of an ordinary shop and a stall.
　There are tables outside the store as well as inside, which can be increased as there are fewer tables -- within the range of the store's rent.
　When Ray saw it, he remembered the beer garden he had seen on TV while in Japan, but it was probably similar.
　Of course, there was a good definition of beer gardens, but that was Ray's perception.
　It's a restaurant where tables and chairs are prepared outdoors, so Seto won't have to go inside and squeeze the space.

"Then you'll be treated," though I and Marina are not that hungry."

　It was Vichela who joined us before we came to the Crystal House that brought a glass of ale to our mouth.
　By the side of such a Vihela, Bune carries meat stewed in a passionately sweet and spicy way to his mouth.
　In his work at Guillum, Bistol, who had studied Ray... and the wings of the Red Lotus to some extent, knew of Vihela and Bune as well as of course.
　If that was the case, I couldn't help but let the two of them into the group I was buying.
　The fact that the two newcomers are women may be the reason why Bistol readily accepted the Vihelas.
　If she were a woman, she wouldn've never eaten that much.
　...it was evident from Bune that it was wrong.
　Bistol, however, is more than a good merchant. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to deliver as much material as Bistol does.
　Moreover, they are adored by people who act with them, such as guards.

"Come to think of it, Bistol is here, but what is the matter with the others? I'm sure he was badly damaged in today's attack."
"Oh, boys,"

　Bistol, dimmed for a moment by Ray's question, immediately turns his face into a smile and opens his mouth.

"Everybody else is taking a good rest." There are many people who have been injured, so there are treatments for that. I've been waiting in the guild for a lot of things to do."
"Then don't you have time to dine with us?"
"Even though he looks like this, he's a merchant." I'm sad that I lost my company, but delivering what you asked for is the top priority. Besides, if they find out that they are sad or have made a hole in their business, the dead will probably get in trouble."

　That's why I'm thanking Ray for returning the product.
　Bistol's closing words make Ray wonder what they are.
　I don't know if it's a general perception as a merchant or just a Bistol perception.
　Still, Ray decides to enjoy the fullest hospitality, hoping that Bistol will be satisfied with it.

"Hit! Hey, there's a monster here, a monster! There's another beauty!"

　Suddenly, such voices are heard near the Ray's table.
　Ray is already used to getting entangled, but he's still used to it and doesn't mean he doesn't feel sick.
　Due to the extensions, the number of people in the present guillem is increasing, and it is natural that some of them get drunk and get involved with the other person.
　... well, that's not all that funny.
　Originally, Gilm is a city where many adventurers gather.
　But... still, if you know a lot about Gillum, you don't get drunk, but you don't get very involved with Ray.
　It's not that there aren't many, but it's probably because it's guillem.
　At any rate, there is no doubt that what is involved with Rey is someone who doesn't know anything about the circumstances of Gillum.
　In Ray's eyes, it has muscles, but they are not fighting muscles. If anything, it's a muscle for doing some work.

(Carpenter?)

　Ray thinks so when he sees the men, but it was never wrong.

"Oh my gosh! Look, a monster! There's a monster. Look, is there no adventurer here? You can make money!"

　He must be quite drunk. Look at Bistol and ask him out loud.
　If the men hadn't been drunk at this time... well, even if they were drunk, if they were a little bit more lightly drunk, they'd have noticed the way some of the customers around them looked at themselves.
　Who knows Ray, who knows Vihela and Marina... and who knows Seto.
　But the drunk men didn't notice what was going on around them, and on the contrary, they didn't notice him.
　After work, I got paid today's salary, had a good drink and felt better...and I guess I've grown up.
　Usually, however, it is young Ray who is involved in this kind of situation, but today there was a person named Bistol.
　With Marina and Vihela, Ray naturally stands out.
　But Bistol stands out more than Ray.
　That's why the drunks got involved in such bistles... ...but today, I can only say I'm unlucky.

"Oh, my God! I'm a rank S monster whose eyes rot at first sight!"

　Bistol shouts, knocking a glass of ale on the table.
　The men who have been involved in the power of it are frightened for a moment, but drunk and quick to say back.

"No one has said that! If you realize you look creepy in the first place, don't dress even better! What's that creepy thing about you?"
"Well! I don't have much to say, and I wonder what you're going to say!"

　Bistol wouldn't normally react like this either.
　But some of my close associates died, and the transportation of the materials which I undertook as a great task was almost ruined by the deprivation of the essential materials, and through the guild I had the wings of the Red Lotus wipe their buttocks, and not only recaptured the materials, but also mourned for my associates."
　A lot of things happened today, really.
　I tried not to reveal it, but most of it continued to put a lot of stress on Bistol.
　Then, the intoxication caused by drinking ale combined with the other person involved in me...
　The next moment Bistol, who should have been sitting, stood in front of the men who had entangled him in an instant, and held him with open arms.

"'Oh, my God!'

　No matter how muscular Bistol is -- he says he is a maiden -- the men involved are carpenters.
　I was naturally confident in my power because I was doing manual work on a daily basis.
　However, these men were hugged by a man, and he could not shake them off.
　The carpenters, too, had muscles in their bodies, and it should have been impossible for one man to keep them in his arms... for some reason Bistol had made the impossible possible.
　My fellow carpenters are not at all happy to be in close contact with themselves.
　I'd be happy if I could get close to a woman, but... it was out of the question when I was a man.

"Oh, what's wrong with you? If you shout so much joy, you'll be in trouble, too.

　Carpenters and merchants… If you look at it in general, merchants will clearly be superior in one respect, and carpenters will be superior in strength.
　This time, however, it was Bistol's side who had increased in strength.

"Wow... What should I say? Wow..."
"Poor, poor fellow. ...Poops!"
"Well, that's a nice touch," They've been making noise for a while. Come on, look at it."

　At the sound of such voices coming from all around him, Ray somehow casts a compassionate glance at the men involved.
　Of course they've been involved with each other, so if you ask me if I'm going to get irritated, I can't give you an answer.But this time, even if you've been involved with Ray, it's not that you've been involved with Ray directly.
　It stood out from Ray and was entangled in a bistle.
　That's why Ray didn't feel so uncomfortable with the person he was involved with.
　-- even before I was displeased with them, I was more inclined to sympathize with them when I saw their circumstances.

"Oh, this bean dish is delicious, isn't it?" I was just stewing beans, but it tasted strangely deep... I wonder if the stewed soup was better."

　Marina carries the food in front of her to her mouth as if to distract from such interactions.
　It was a very simple dish, boiled beans in soup, but the taste of soup spreads in the mouth along with the rich flavor of beans.
　Because of its simplicity, it could be said that it was a deep‐seated dish.
　The sight of Marina eating must have thought the food looked delicious. Vihela also carries the bean dish to her mouth, a little interesting.

"Well, it's pretty good, isn't it?" ...will this make a profit?"

　This restaurant was introduced by Lenora as a delicious and inexpensive.
　That's why it's so crowded with people.
　That's why Vichela was so anxious to make a profit by serving so much food, but right next to the table three men were lying unconscious and lying on the ground.
　whether the hug of Bistol knocked him unconscious, or whether he was drunk and noisy and unconscious. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ..
　I didn't know what the reason was, and I didn't want to.
　At any rate, Ray and his colleagues focus on savoring the food in front of them, not on what's going on around them.

`I'm afraid I'm going to excuse myself,'

　Bistol returns to his seat, unhappy.
　After seeing such a bistle, Ray looks at the carpenters who must have lost consciousness, and sees three of them dragged away by what he considers to be the store's guards.
　Ray, however, opens his mouth to Bistol again, saying that it is already over.

"And what are you going to do there from tomorrow?"
"Well, for now, as long as you have someone like that, you can't easily accept a job like this. At least we need more guards."
"...I see,"

　Ray responds a little apologetically to Bistol's words.
　It was clear that this attack was not the work of an ordinary thief.
　But Ray hesitates whether to say it to the person in front of him or not, but the details of the matter remain silent, saying that the guards and guilds would tell him tomorrow if they could.
　Bistol opens his mouth with a smile, perhaps thinking he'd let the scene down.

"Well, there's no doubt that Ray really saved me today. So, eat to your heart's content. -- oh, Seto-chan, too."

　The first time I saw Seto, Bistol, as he had expected, hardened for a moment.
　But as long as he was collecting information about Ray, he naturally knew about Seto.
　Also, seeing Seto's friendly attitude and round eyes, he fell at once.

"Grull!"
"Oh, you're so cute!"

　Called upon, Seto bends his head slightly at the sight of Bistol.
　He began stroking Seto with a big smile, wondering if the gesture had caught him in a bistle.
　Bistol, who is now even lightly made up, has a figure that, in fact, would have been convinced if he were called a monster.
　But when he sees such a bistol, he doesn't act in any particular way surprised or intimidated.
　That was Bistol's delight.
　While caressing the set, place an additional order with the clerk who passed by.

"Hey, are you okay? Of course, I'm happy that you treat me".

　Plates have already been laid evenly on the table.
　After ordering so much food, Bistol nods back with a big smile to Rey, who says, "Can I still order more?"

"It's all right. And I'll have to cheer up and do my best from tomorrow, so I'll eat, drink and cheer up today!"

　and Bistol lifted up a glass of ale and cried out.