On that day Ilze had been walking around in the guillem since morning.
　Fortunately, Ilze is a good drinker.
　Even if I drank a little with men, I had never been drunk, and in the past I had drunk the other person who tried to drink myself.
　However, the three men who Ilze drank with last night were not the ones who wanted to drink him and touch him, so there was no need to worry about that.

(Come to think of it, my mother was a good drinker, let alone my father.)

　Ilze's beauty has been inherited from her mother.
　Ilze's mother, who had two children, never lost her beauty.
　No, she would have been even more attractive as a woman than she had become more maternal.
　Since Ilze's mother was like that, many thought of drinking her out of business when she was away from her father.
　However, those who have such thoughts end up being intoxicated by Ilze's mother.

(I'm a good drinker thanks to my mother, but... if possible, I wouldn't have liked to be like her.)

　Thinking of his heart, which is wrapped in leather armor and describes himself as modest... Ilze goes through the guillem.
　That's because I understand that it's not like I'm thinking about my physical complex.
　First of all, we need detailed information about the enemy with snake tattoos on his left arm.
　And the person who helps you defeat your enemy.
　The latter, in particular, would prefer an adventurer as skilled as possible.
　Fortunately, today's guillem is attracting many talented adventurers.
　Then I felt that it would not be impossible to find someone to help me.
　Among them, the best candidate is Ray, who is crimson.
　an astute adventurer who became a notorious Rank B adventurer in a few short years
　I asked yesterday's three of them, of course, and I asked Melan, who had not completely drunk yet, about it this morning, but he replied that I could tell by looking at first sight.
　Ilze bows his head at the scene where he says he can't understand it.
　But I can't go further and listen there.
　If you do that, you'll find yourself interested in Ray.
　Of course, he's such a famous adventurer that it's safe to realize that he's interested in something.
　Still, I didn't want people to know that I had such a strong interest in Ray, if possible.
　For that reason, most of the information we already knew was available to find out about Ray.
　However, it was one of the few things Ilze could do to find a set of glyphons if he was looking for Ray.
　The Gryphon set is treated like a pet in this guillem.
　The Rank A monster, also known as the Death God of the Sky, is .
　Although it was not believable for Ilze to see a glimpse of the scene.
　...and now Ilze would have been even more shocked if he knew that Seto was actually a Rank S equivalent.
　When in Rome, do as the Romans do...Ilze didn't know such words, but I understand that since he came to Gilm, he had to follow Gilm's style.
　At any rate, as I walk thinking like that, I suddenly stop when I see a large group of stalls.
　It's no wonder that so many people are gathering at stalls selling food now that it's lunchtime.
　He would have thought that it was only a popular stall... unless there was a gigantic Gryphon beside it.
　Perhaps some time ago they were eating food at stalls.
　Now I was rubbing my face against someone next to me, stroking my head and squinting my eyes.
　Just walking makes me sweat, fine weather... or rather, it's so hot as to call it stormy weather.
　In fact, Ilze is sweating just by walking.
　In the midst of all this, only one of them...Ilze was wondering why the people around the stall looked a little cool, but now I'm just trying to get in touch with the target Ray...but the next moment they stop.
　Because there was something familiar about the person who was caressing Seto.
　There are not many people in this hot weather who are wearing robes, but Ilze knew who they were.
　When I went to the guild yesterday, I found the enemy I had been looking for for for years, and when I reached out to the dagger, I stopped him.

(What? She's Ray? You're lying, right?）

　I think so for a moment, but when I see him caressing... and seeing him rubbing and spoiling at Ray, I can see that it's true.
　The set that Ilze saw yesterday seemed to be happy with the person who gave him food, but it was still very different from when he was spoiling Ray.
　Ray seemed to be genuinely forgiving and spoiling, but in the case of the others, he did not seem to be so forgiving.
　The appearance of one of them, not just Ilze, but also the consciousness of other people who were eating nearby, created a peaceful atmosphere around them.
　Even though it's midsummer, if you stay in that atmosphere, you won't feel any heat... such a strange atmosphere.
　Ray may not have noticed the atmosphere around him, but he and Sett eventually move away from the stall.
　The people around them, who were reluctant to leave, go back to their work, eating again without saying anything more, or returning the dishes they finished to the owner.
　Meanwhile, Ilze gently begins to follow Ray and Sett.
　I didn't have any particular animosity or malice towards Ray, but I wanted a simple conversation.
　There was no doubt that there was something awkward about yesterday's incident where he ran away the moment he was spoken to.

(If you knew she was Ray, you wouldn't have been able to talk to her yesterday... No, you wouldn't have been able to. I couldn't afford it the moment I found him. If you think so, perhaps you ought to thank me for stopping you there.)

　I can't help it.
　Let out a small sigh...

"And what did you want from me?"

　I suddenly found Rey in front of Ilze, asking.





　Time went back a little, and as Ray walked with Sett to the site where he was doing the extension, Ray realized it was only natural that he had someone around him.
　This is partly because Ray is sharp... but most importantly, the skill of his followers was very immature.

(Is it a trap?)

　While ostentatiously tracking herself, she focuses her attention on Ray so that he can't find her real intention.
　Ray had read or heard that there was such a trap, so the first thing he suspected was that it might be one.
　However, even if you look around you on the assumption that it is a trap, you can't find anything that you think is your favorite.
　Of course, Ray... or more precisely, he stands out.
　Various people turn their eyes to Rey and Sett, such as the original inhabitants of Gilm or the recent visitors to Gilm.
　But the person who was chasing him from behind was clearly looking at Ray differently from them.
　Ray was at a loss for a moment about what to do, but when he realized that if things went on like this, he would end up in trouble, stroking Seto as he walked.

"I think I have something to do with you, so I'll ask you a question."
"Glu".

　Ray's words make me cry when I get it.
　The reason why his round eyes look worried is not because he doesn't trust Ray's ability, but because he's genuinely worried about him.
　Knowing this, Ray caresses Sett again and watches the background.
　For some reason, as soon as I see her sighing, I move away from Seto and close my distance to the woman.
　When they arrive in front of a woman, they talk to her as if they were taking her by surprise.

"And what did you want from me?"
"...what?"

　a woman who looks up at Ray's words in spite of herself
　When Ray saw the woman's face, he noticed something familiar about her face.
　Ray tries to remember the woman who is surprised and dumbfounded and the other person's face in front of her.
　A strange silence spreads around him for a few seconds... and Ray remembers that the woman in front of him was the one he met in the guild yesterday.
　Ray remembered very well, as he had suddenly drawn his weapon in the guild.
　No, it's unfortunately not so unusual that some of the guilds pull out their weapons.
　It's only natural that we get into a fight with each other, since basically there's a lot of blood.
　Moreover, besides the adventurers who were originally in Gilmoo, there are many adventurers gathered to participate in the extension work.
　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
　Ray has seen them fight with other adventurers in the guild and pull out their weapons several times.
　But Ray still remembered the person he was facing because he didn't seem capable enough to come to Gilm.
　Of course, it has something to do with being beautiful.
　However, Ray is usually in contact with beautiful women with adjectives such as Elena, Marina, and Vihela.
　The woman right in front of me... Even if Ilze is beautiful, she can't be so moved.
　Eventually, Ilze breaks the silence between them and opens his mouth.

"Well... just to make sure, is it okay for you to be Mr. Ray?"

　He asks, even though he already knows that the man in front of him is Ray.
　It's probably a strong preparation to have a conversation with Ray.Do you understand Ilze's intentions or not?
　Anyway, Ray nods back to Ilze's words.

"Oh, I'm Ray," Didn't you know it and put it on?"
"Well... that's true." It's a little different from what I expected."

　I wouldn't make Ray angry about the matter if I was told to mislead him.
　In fact, it's been many times before that someone who has a preconceived idea of being an adventurer nicknamed crimson is surprised to see Ray.
　Ray seemed foolish to be angry with such a person one by one, and he had begun to ignore them unless they were to make light of them and act against him.

"Well said," So? Did you follow me because I didn't seem to be called crimson?"
"No, it's not," Well... I wanted to apologize for yesterday's incident."

　First of all, Ilze says that it is the beginning of the conversation, but Ray says that he doesn't particularly care about Ilze.

"You don't have to worry about it any more, I stopped it yesterday, but someone would have stopped it even if I hadn't touched it."
"But... oh, yes." I'd like to treat you to something as a token of my gratitude. What do you think?"

　Inviting her, Ilze held her head in her arms.
　He said he would have seen Ray eating at a stall not too long ago.
　Treating someone who has just finished a meal to something can be regarded as harassment by some people.
　Ilze hurriedly tried to correct what he said, but Ray nods without showing any concern for his words.

"Well, then it's just right."How's that shop over there.

　Ray looked at a restaurant.
　It's only lunchtime and there are many customers, but everyone seems satisfied with the visitors.
　That shows that the food in that restaurant is delicious.

"What? Is it really good?"

　Ilze pretended to invite the person who had just finished lunch to eat, but he didn't expect to be so easily nodded, did he?
　There was a little stupid voice coming out of his mouth.