a tattoo with a snake wrapped around one's arm
　Ilze's mind turns red the moment he sees someone holding the tattoo.
　An enemy...an enemy who killed his kind parents and brother.
　On the street, I could have been a security guard or... running into the knighthood if things went well.
　But his parents and brother, who were merchants, were killed outside the city.
　It's also for adventurers I met by chance.
　Even now, Ilze dreams of the time.
　Five years have passed since my parents and brother died, and I have nightmares once in a few days.
　I reached out to the handle of the dagger without realizing it...

"Well, you'd better stop drawing arms inside the guild. at least not now."

　The moment my hand touched the handle of the dagger, my hand rested on my shoulder with such words.

"What!"

　Ilze is breathtaking at the sudden sound of a voice coming from behind.
　I didn't notice anyone there until I was touched.
　Of course, Ilze doesn't have a high level of skill to detect signs.
　In that sense, Ilze, who could still be called a beautiful woman, was sensitive to the people close to her.
　If she hadn't acquired such an ability, she would have had a lot of trouble as a woman by now.
　He immediately turned his back... and yet he must have had his words somewhere in his head. Look at the opponent without pulling the dagger out of the sheath.
　There was a small man in a hood in this hot weather.

"...what about you?"
"He's an adventurer, you Gillum," "And I ask again, why did you try to draw your weapon?"
"That's..."

　Ilze muddles with the words of the man in front of her -- he can't see his face because he's wearing a hood, but he still understands from his voice that he's a man.
　When men see Ilze like that, they breathe out small sighs.
　It would have been easy to imagine that something was wrong.
　...however, the sudden drawing of a dagger in the guild is a dangerous thing to do.

"There have been a few things," Don't worry."
"...even if you say so,"

　Even for a man, when he suddenly found someone in the guild who would draw a dagger, he told me not to worry about it, and I couldn't nod.
　Fortunately, not many people have seen Ilze try to pull out a dagger. ...yes, that's about it'
　Ilze was completely unaware, but some of the adventurers in the guild noticed Ilze trying to draw a dagger.
　Fortunately for Ilze, he probably didn't notice his enemy.
　Anyway, we have to think about how Ilze can mislead the story.

"Hey, Ray, what's the matter?"

　That's how a woman talks to the man in front of Ilze.
　In the voice of a man... the moment Ray sees it, Ilze quickly turns around and leaves the guild.

(I'm saved)

　It was the only thing in Ilze's mind that weaved his way through the crowd.
　To be exact, should I describe it as…?
　I'm glad I didn't get caught in the face of the enemy, even though I found him.
　...as long as he had drawn a dagger in the guild, he would not have been caught, but unfortunately Ilze did not know the circumstances.
　At any rate, now we go through the crowd thinking that we need to get away from the guild.
　We arrived in a deserted place.
　It was only natural that there were too many people...that means the place where Ilze is located is a place where there are few people even in the present guillem.
　It is only natural that there should be people in such places who do not often go out into the main street...

"Oh, my sister. What do you want in a place like this? No, just hang out with me."
"Huh! You're quick when you talk to me."
"Heh, right? You know, it's the speed that counts in everything you do, even in times like this. It's very meaningful just to act quickly. That's why I can make her my own."
"...that's not the case,"

　He bragged about the man he was with, but his calm voice echoes.
　It's naturally not interesting for a man who's speaking his own theory to interrupt suddenly.
　Moreover, it would be even more so if it were to deny my theory.

"What!?"

　The man who turned his gaze to the voice because he was interrupted in his good mood stops moving.
　Ilze, who looked the same way as after a man's gaze, also stopped moving.
　Ilze understood that he had a face of great value to men.
　Of course, I didn't have the impression that I was the most beautiful woman in the world, but as an objective opinion, I understood that I was the most beautiful woman in the world.
　But... the person right in front of Ilze's eyes was such a beautiful woman that I felt embarrassed for thinking about it.

"What?"

　As if he doesn't understand it, such a voice comes out of Ilze's mouth.
　Rather than calm down, she's active... but she's still gorgeous.
　Wearing thin clothing that allows you to see through the other side, you can only look like a dancer or prostitute.
　Her figure also symbolizes femininity to the point that even Ilze can swallow her saliva.
　For Ilze, who is not confident in her face size, she seems to embody the word perfect woman.
　Irze soon comes to himself, fascinated by a woman who seems to have helped him for a few seconds.
　They're men who've been pushing themselves.
　If that is the case, I fear you'll be hurt if you face a woman who's clearly more beautiful than you.
　But even though it's already been several decades since the woman appeared, there's no sign of men pushing her.
　When Ilze looks at the men wondering why, he sees them shaking for some reason.

"What?"

　Ilze's voice came out again.
　However, the will and feelings that reside there are very different from those that I mentioned earlier.
　Ilze's prediction was completely different, though he thought he would do the same thing to a new woman because he pushed his way at her.
　Because they were shaking at the sight of the new woman.
　Ilze asks such a question as, "Why?"
　If Ilze had any ability to see through his opponent's strength, he would have understood why men were shaking.
　Unfortunately, however, Ilze's fighting ability was so poor that he could not understand how powerful the person in front of him was.

"Here, here, here... Mr. Vihela. What's the matter here?"
"I saw her running this way. So I thought maybe... as I expected."

　Smiling eyes casted upon the men, unable to concentrate on either Vihela's beauty or her lust-inducing attire, just quiver.
　These men have also come to Gillum for an extension.
　But they fled because they didn't like physical work and now often gathered around here following the slums.
　That is why I know a lot about Vihela, who patrols Gillum as a security guard... ...and I see the people who are dazzled by her beauty, and who are not dead, but who are not dead.
　With such a person in front of them, it was no wonder that men were frightened.
　Vihelas were the finest flowers, but their beautiful flowers naturally have spines to protect themselves.Moreover, these spines are highly aggressive spines that not only protect themselves, but also allow them to go stabbing themselves.
　If that's the case, neither a person who is so confident in his or her own abilities will act as if he or she were to touch the flower.
　What's more, these are adventurers, but they're the ones who've escaped from hard work.
　Fight against Vihela and there's no chance of winning.
　All we can do is try to get things done peacefully.

"No, that's not the case, is it?" I just tried to stop her from going into the slum if she went ahead."

　a man who says so with a smile
　Seeing such a man, Vihela eventually breathes a little sigh and turns to Ilze.

"What are you going to do? If you think this is a problem, I'll go with you to the guard station?"
"No, no. You don't have to."

　I didn't want to have anything to do with the guards as much as I could with my vengeance.
　I don't think she understood Ilze's feelings, but Vihela turns to the men from Ilze and opens her mouth.

"That's good, it didn't matter... but if there's something wrong with it and I find it... you know what happens?"

　As Vihela asks with a big smile, the men nod back in a flustered manner.
　This is because I understand that there is such a difference in ability that I can't even think of fighting with Vihela.

"Well, let's get out of here," This is not the place for a man like you to come."
"Well... yes,"

　To be honest, Ilze didn't feel like going back into the crowd, but if Vihela was so worried about her, she couldn't refuse it.
　Eventually, Ilze is taken back to the main street by Vihela.

"Yes,"
"Yes, I've kept you waiting,"

　Going out of the aisle where the Ilzees were, they were waiting for Vichela and Ilze to be called children.
　To be exact, Vihela was the only one waiting.

"Well...?"
"Oh, don't worry,"

　As she spoke, Vichela looked dumbfounded at Bune, a child carrying dried meat to his mouth.

"How dare you eat dried meat in this hot weather, Bune?" If it's not wine, I don't feel like eating it."
"Yes!"

　Ilze couldn't understand what the word meant.
　But it's only Ilze, and Vihela understands the meaning of the word.

"Don't you say so?" Generally speaking, many people lose their appetite in summer."
"Well... Vihela, right? Do you understand what she's saying?"

　In a way that Ilze doesn't understand, she asks Vihela unconsciously.
　To Ilze, Vihela nods back with a smile.

"Yes. You may not normally understand it, but if you have a long relationship, you'll understand it somehow."
"...is that what it is?"

　If you think about it normally, it's incredible.
　But I couldn't help but believe it when it was actually shown in front of me.

"Well, what are you going to do now, honey? You look like an adventurer, don't you?"

　A leather armour made from monster leather, and a Vihela that anticipates Ilze's background from a dagger on his waist.
　Ilze admits that he is an adventurer because he doesn't hide it.

"Yes. He's a low-ranked adventurer of rank F."
"...how dare you come to Gillum at that rank?"
"Yes, the seeker is in Gilmoo......."

　Viehla's words almost gave Ilze an involuntary answer, realizing what he was trying to say and being at a loss for words.
　The lucky thing for Ilze was that he used the expression "seeker" instead of "revenge" And most importantly, Vihela didn't care about details.

"... well, I don't think it's that easy to find the person you're looking for because there are so many people in the guillem right now. Would you like to make a request to the guild?"

　Vihela guessed that there was something wrong, but she asked me that way without particular concern.
　However, Ilze naturally shakes his head at such words from Vihela.
　Because the seeker... has already found the enemy.
　I don't want to go out of my way here to attract people's attention, if only a little.

"Really? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . And don't forget that."

　Finally, with a sharp nail, Vihela walks away from Ilze with Bune.
　Ilze could only watch her back silently.
　with an involuntary tremor at Vihela's gaze