"Sorry, Ray. Have you kept me waiting?"
"No, I haven't waited long. I've just come."

　With that conversation as Kenny, Ray suddenly wonders if the conversation is similar to the usual pre-date conversation.
　though it was not exactly as Ray had imagined that Kenny was in the cab cab.

"You ended up with a carriage,"
"Yes. ... Because Ray, you can't ride a horse."
"No, if you tell me to get on, I'll get on."

　Ray replied that way to Kenny's words, but it's not a downright lie.
　However, Ray can only ride horses that have been rigorously trained as war horses since childhood.
　That's not because Ray's horse riding skills are questionable... but because he's always with Sett.
　In other words, Ray's body is stained with the smell and smell of cet.
　Still, if it had been a certain distance away from the horse, like the coach of a carriage, it wouldn't affect the horse so much... if Ray tried to ride the horse, the horse would feel a sign of Seto.
　Some horses are therefore in a state of panic.
　Even if you don't get that far, there's a good chance that your horse will waste its energy and get hurt.
　To avoid this, it was still safer for Ray to travel in a carriage than to ride on a horse.

"Well, that's what I'm going to do for you know.

　Kenny smiled so much on the cab, and Ray concluded that there would be no point in saying anything more... he would just sit quietly in the carriage.





"Oh... is this where Ray is dismantling the monster?"

　Kenny muttered curiously, looking around.
　It doesn't seem that unusual for Ray, given that it's been a place he's been to so many times.
　But for Kenny, who usually never leaves the guillem, it is unusual for him to leave the guillem itself.
　Moreover, coming to the forest like this is not usually possible, given the monster's attack.
　The current situation was such that Ray, an adventurer of some of the greatest abilities in the guillem, was able to stay safe outside the guillem.
　Kenny is also a cat beast, and his senses are sharper than normal humans, but he still falls far short of his professional Ray.
　...though Kenny's accurate perception was that Ray was a date, not a bodyguard.

"Well, it's not just my own place, though."

　This place is reasonably famous for Gilm's adventurers.
　It's not far from the guillem, but the river still flows, so you can wash away the blood, body fluids, and pieces of meat that came out when you dismantle them.
　Of course, not everyone can use this place.
　No, if you just use it, you don't need anyone's permission, so you can use it normally, but if you break it up outside the remote guille and smell blood, it's not uncommon for monsters and wild beasts to come to you.
　If you cannot deal with such an attack properly, you will naturally lose the monster you are dismantling, and in the worst case, you will lose even the life of the person who was dismantling.
　If you don't have the ability to manage them, you'll end up with the worst possible consequences here.

"Well, I see. It's so beautiful."

　Kenny muttered, looking around.
　The sunlight is suppressed by the leaves of the trees, the sun is falling through the surroundings, and the sound of the river is cool, which seems to be the perfect place to go on a date for anyone who knows nothing.
　Kenny's honest point is that he and Ray wanted to come here alone with sandwiches or something, rather than striping off the material if possible.
　I'm sure Ray and I were fully satisfied when we were able to come here.
　Without paying any attention to Kenny's appearance, Ray pulls out the black sea bream monster, Baeros, from Mistilling.

"Oh!"

　Kenny's mouth screamed at the sight of such a flight.
　I took out the flight yesterday, just in case.
　But even so, when a monster of nearly three meters in length suddenly appears, it's surprising.
　What's more, it's not a monster you're accustomed to seeing in guillem, it's a monster that lives in the sea, so you can't even remember Kenny.

"Now, then... you brought me some tools for scalding, didn't you?"
"...what? Oh, yeah. There was a Guild senior who said he used to work as an adventurer in a city near the sea, so I asked him to lend me a loan. ... So I was a little late in going to the meeting place."

　As he spoke, Kenny goes round to the carriage platform and brings a strangely shaped knife from it a strangely shaped knife.
　Looking at the curved blade, Ray thought he had seen something, and eventually remembered it.
　It's a short teller, a weapon that came out of a cartoon I saw when I was in Japan.
　The blade of the sword is bent wide, so even if the opponent tries to prevent an attack with a shield, the blade can be attacked by avoiding the shield.
　Of course, the shape differs from that of the shortels Ray saw, but the rough shape was definitely similar to that of the shortels.
　It's also quite large, and for Ray, who has the perception that it's a short teller, it's not a tool, it's just a weapon.

"It's a very vicious thing,"
"Really? It looks kind of hard to use to me. ... And I think Ray will be interested in this because it seems like a magic item."

　There were many other scalding tools out there, but Kenny chose them because the person he consulted told him that they were the easiest to use... and most importantly, that they were magic items.
　Ray's collection of magic items is a well-known story.
　Naturally, Kenny knew it, and it was his choice to show Ray's unfamiliar magic items in order to please him.
　In fact, when Ray hears that the shortel-looking blade is a magic item, he looks at it with interest.

"Yes, this."

　Kenny easily gives Ray the magic items he has.
　When Ray receives it, he asks Kenny, watching the blade.

"And what effect is this magic item?"
"Anything that makes the blade look like it's touching."
"...that is, if you put this blade on the fish's torso and start the magic item, the blade will change shape and scale with it?"
"That's what the person who lent me said, but can you, Ray?"
"I don't know. I'll try it for now."

　He said so, and near the spatula of Baerus lying on the ground... when the blade of Shortel touches the scaly body part, it casts off magical powers.
　Then the blade changes shape slowly... yes, quite gently.

(Oh... I thought it would be interesting to use it in real time, but at this speed, it would be a little hard to use. If it had changed shape in an instant, it would have been useful in real time. Don't we have to negotiate a purchase?)

　It's definitely a convenient thing to do when scaling, but it's too limited a place for Ray to use and probably not what he wanted.
　At any rate, she slips slowly, without hurting herself, in the shape of a body of Baeros over nearly 30 seconds.

"Oh, I'm going to hold this. I don't think it's going to work in reaction if it's this big."

　As he says so, Kenny presses down on the tail of Baeros.
　I'm thinking about collaborating with Ray inside, but I don't show it on my face, and I'm seriously holding my tail.
　At the same time, it's probably because Kenny is a cat beast that makes me wonder how delicious the flesh of Baeros is.

"...it's hard,"

　Ray uses a shortel to scale out the Baeros, which is harder than he thinks.
　Since they have little experience of scaling fish, they probably don't know how to do it.
　What's more, today is the first time I've used a knife called Shortel.
　In many places, scales can be peeled, but at the same time fish skins have also been peeled off.
　Originally, Ray was never good at ripping things like that.
　He was aware of this, so he actively refined his skills, and now he's a little above average, but only with monsters on the ground... or flying.
　The sea monsters were very different from the ground monsters, which resulted in Ray's delay.
　Still, if you scale it carefully, you will eventually succeed in removing all the scales without being so bad.
　As long as this scale was sold as a material, it was only natural to keep it firmly in the mistling.

"It's not difficult after all the most difficult scales have been taken off."There are no internal organs."Ray cannot deny what Kenny said after both scales had been removed.
　Originally, fish internal organs are treated differently from scalding.
　Cut out the belly, remove it without damaging the internal organs, and cut it neatly.
　But... the disturbance of his captivity ripped the skin off his belly and drained almost all of his internal organs into the sea as food for fish, shellfish and crabs.
　In that case, what remains is not the ingredients, but the part to eat...the only way to use it as an ingredient.

"I'm going to take it down to three pieces, and if I were to take it down to this short teller, it would be difficult, but it wouldn't be possible to take a knife."

　Baeros is nearly three meters long.
　Of course he was thick, and it was quite impossible to take it down into three pieces with a knife.

(It would be convenient to have a knife like a Japanese sword that we use at tuna filleting shows.)

　Looking at the knife, Ray hesitates about what to do.
　Of course it's impossible to cut it into three pieces with a knife, but that doesn't mean it can't be done.
　However, if you do so, you will undoubtedly be shattered, leaving a large amount of flesh in your bones.
　A knife would, however, be able to scrape away from the bone.

(I think Nakaochi was like that.)

　Ray reminds me of Japan, but it's not interesting to go out of his way to cut himself into pieces.

"More like a death-size..."
"Hey, Ray!? That's too much!? I think I'd rather use the shortel than use the death-size."

　When Ray suddenly uttered the word death-size, he probably knew what Kenny was trying to do.
　say so in a flurry
　From Kenny's point of view, the monster, Baeros, looked very delicious.
　In fact, the illustrated book I found in the library also said that I was very delicious, so there was no doubt that I was delicious.
　That's why it's not acceptable as a cat beast for Ray to cut out monsters without any care.

"Then in this shortel... oh, there's no viscera and little blood left, and you're getting attracted to the smell. Kenny, wait a minute near this fish."

　Feeling the approaching, Ray says troublesomely and hands over Shortell to Kenny.
　Looking at Ray, I don't know if he's a monster or a wild animal, but I guess he understands that he's approaching.
　Kenny looks at the carriage with the short teller in his hand.
　Kenny's honest feelings were that if a horse was attacked, it would taste bad, and that he wanted people to protect it.
　Kenny is learning minimal self-defense as a Guild receptionist and has great physical abilities as a cat beast.
　Still, there's nothing you can do if you're a high-ranking monster.
　Kenny shakes a little, but Ray takes a death-size and twilight spear from Mistilling and opens his mouth to reassure it.

"Leave it to me. I'll protect you."

　Tell Kenny so and smile, Ray starts running toward the approaching sign.
　Kenny, who saw Ray off his back, no longer had any feelings of fear... only Ray's smile was strongly imprinted.