When Ray left the tree he had cut down and headed for the guild... on the floor of the guild, five men lay unconscious.
　If that had been the case, Ray wouldn't have been particularly concerned with the usual things in Gilm.
　But... if Marina, Vihela, and Bune were on the side of the fallen man, it would be impossible to say that it had nothing to do with Ray.
　As it was clearly a disturbance caused by Ray's associates, he had no option of asking.
　But Ray's luck was that many of the adventurers in the guild looked at the fainted adventurers as if they had made it.
　If you look at it like that, you can understand why it happened to Ray.
　Not many adventurers who have been in Gilm don't know about Vihela, who works with Ray and loves fighting, not to mention Marina, the former guildmaster.
　However, with the construction of the Gillum extension, many adventurers who are not capable of operating in the Gillum are now working in the Gillum.
　Moreover, Ley and his colleagues are often away from home these days, going to the country of Lavrellina, going to the sea, and going to dungeons.
　And for the adventurers who arrived at Gillum in the absence of the Lays, it was no wonder that some of them would call out to Marina and Vihela, the most beautiful women.
　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
　That this is what it looks like - the adventurers who are now fainting on the floor - must have tried to force their way.
　Ray had expected it, but he was confident he wasn't so wrong.
　And the fact is...

"You've made such a fool of yourself, too, you know,"

　Judging from the man's attitude when he spoke to Ray, I guess his prediction is correct.
　Ray, who looked at the man, was familiar with him.

"Blasso?"
"Oh, it's been a long time no see.

　The person who smiled was even shorter than Ray, who was shorter than average.
　However, its muscle mass is as large as Ray's, and it has a long beard around its mouth.
　What he has in his hand is a huge hammer, a hammer called the earth's shaking hammer.
　It's Brasso, a member of the Crushed Warriors, a rank C party.
　Ray and I have some relationships with each other, such as making requests before and resolving problems with merchants who were blinded by the magic items of Seto and Ray.
　Although he is a dwarf, he has no talent as a blacksmith... but his extraordinary interest in blacksmithing remains strong in Ray's impression.

"What's wrong with chlorofluorocarbons?"

　To Ray, who names his partymates with Brasso, he shrugs his shoulders slightly and then opens his mouth.

"I'm on a Gamerion hunt,"
"...Didn't you go to Brasso?"

　Ray muttered, not trying to hide his surprise.
　Gamelion hunting is a delicious monster in guillem both in terms of eating and selling ingredients.
　So I told him that if his partner had gone gamerion hunting, he might as well go gamerion hunting."

"She has hunted enough gamerions and saved enough money for the winter, so there is no need to push herself too hard. But now she is being taught a lot by a blacksmith."
"Well... is the gamerion hunt coming to an end?"
"Well, well, I'm sure we're past our prime."
"...I see,"

　Ray mutters regretfully, saying that his prime has passed.
　Of course, passing the peak doesn't mean that Gamerion is gone at all.
　But the particular enthusiasm of Gamerion hunting... meant that the period of what could be called a kind of festival was over.
　Ray's honest feelings are that he wanted to enjoy the atmosphere together.

"And now that it's past its prime, why isn't the Fluorocarbons still hunting?"
"He's been wasting a little too much money. If he doesn't make any money at this time of year, he'll be working in the winter."

　Ray understands the situation when he sees a mixture of dumbfounded voices in Brasso's tone.
　However, the first person to come up with when Ray is called a money-strapped adventurer is Mirene, who paid too much to Seto, but for what reason Fluorocarbons are like that.
　It would be a lie if I said I wasn't interested in it a little, but I wanted to refrain from getting into strange trouble after hearing the details here.
　Well... the peak of the Gamerion hunt has passed, but as long as it's not completely over, Ray will go on a Gamerion hunt.
　Then there's a fair chance of meeting fluorocarbons over there.

(Ah...but the pace of the extension work seems to have started to slow down considerably while we were away. It may not be that urgent right now, but I'd like to do something about it if possible.)

　Ray, who recognizes Gillum as his home in the world, welcomed the expansion.
　It was also true, however, that the construction had brought in strange people.
　That's why it shouldn't be too much trouble for Ray to help with the extensions.
　Ray will be able to earn a substantial amount of compensation, and, above all, once the extension work is completed, research will begin to make the sandboat usable as a surface ship, so Ray will benefit greatly.
　That's what I thought... of the sandboats, and I think of the case of the country of Lavrellina.
　To be exact, the former slaves heading for Gillum from the country of Lavrellina.

(Come to think of it, autumn is getting deeper, and considering the travel time, it's about time to arrive in Gilm. Do you need to show up in order to supply supplies to them?)

　After all, Ray has a lot of things to do... he hardly has time to play.
　No, I'm sure you'll be able to make it if you're trying to make it... then there's no doubt that it'll cost you as much as Ray's comfort.
　Marina, Vihela, and Bune approach Ray as they think like that.

"Well, don't men usually worry about women at times like this?"

　Marina told me with a slightly dumbfounded expression, but Ray couldn't feel the need to do such an act.
　If it had been Rellie's strength, the conversation would have been somewhat different... he didn't seem very strong in the eyes of Rellie.
　That's enough to make me think that Bune alone could have won.
　That being the case, Ray's honest impression was that if he was worried, it would be the men who had been neglected.
　However, if you say that, you'll definitely get a lot of things to say, so you don't have to say it.

"Well, I think you should have been a little worried."
"Shouldn't you be more worried, not a little bit? ... Well, fine. I've finished reporting to the workers, so I'm going now. Does Ray still have anything to do?"

　Ray shakes his head after a moment of thought to Marina, who turns to Blaso and asks.

"No, if you're done talking to the worker, I'm not here anymore. Brasso, see you later."
"Well, will you go gamerion hunting, too.
"I don't know. I just want to go."
"Well, then don't be like that fool."

　It was easy for Ray to imagine who 'that idiot' Brasso was referring to.
　However, I decided that if I said it here, I would certainly have a lot of trouble, so I would just nod to the brasso.

"Then, for the time being...Do you want to go to my house or show up at the Wheat-tei at dusk?"
"Ah... It's the Wheat-tei at dusk. I've got a room, but you'd better let me know you're back. I'll go to Marina's house after that."

　A short conversation decided what was to come, and Ray and his men tried to get out of the guild...

"Ray, don't tell me you're going home without seeing me,"

　I hear a voice like that from behind me.
　Whose voice it is is understandable to Ray, who has been with the voice's owner for a long time.

"I'm sorry, Kenny. I have a lot of work to do now, so I'll see you in more detail."

　Ray leaves the guild after hearing a voice coming from the counter.

"Oh, well, if it were true, I should have been closed today. Then maybe I could have gone out for dinner with Ray! Lenora's idiot!""Calm down. Lenora didn't particularly like to be asked to work by the guildmaster. Besides, she's busy now with the building of the guild and the gamerion, and that can't be helped."

　Unfortunately... it was not his usual partner Lenora... but another receptionist who spoke to Kenny, who never stopped working on the papers.
　Lenora is not in the guild today, taking a job from a worker.
　Instead, Kenny is on the job in place of Lenora.
　If Lenora was working normally...
　It was only natural to feel bitter about Lenora even if you understood that it was unavoidable.
　As the receptionist said, Gilm is very busy now.
　Apart from what the receptionist said like extensions and gamerions, many merchants are rushing in with the coming winter.
　There are already many people in Gilmoo, but more people are coming.
　There's no way it's going to cause a lot of problems.
　Adventurers are sometimes driven into the problem, and in some cases, the guild asks them to solve it.
　The papers Kenney was now dealing with were also problems between merchants, and the solution was to employ Gilm's adventurers to fight a duel -- but not kill them.

"Well... but I still wanted to go out to eat with Ray... and I wanted to hear about the dungeon..."

　Complaining never stops organizing Kenny's papers.
　Kenny's ability around here may be a testament to his ability.
　Of course, other receptionists know how competent they are, but... still there's something strange about the scene of complaining and processing documents.
　The receptionist isn't the only one watching Kenny.
　The adventurers in the guild were naturally able to see him...

"Kenny, you're a good woman, aren't you?"d*mn it, Ray, you've got so many beautiful women to attend to..."
"Not at all. I envy you. I envy you. I resent you."
"Well, don't complain here. If you're as good as Ray, a beautiful woman like Kenny will come to you."
"... you. Are you saying you know Ray's strength? Oh, yeah. With Ray's strength, women will come to you. But do you think you can do something about it so easily enough to be nicknamed?"
"I'm dumbfounded. Are you giving up without doing it? So you're just looking at the strong Ray from afar and complaining? Tell him you're going to beat him anyway."
"Gunu..."

　Frankly speaking, women don't think they can beat Ray.
　However, as a party partner, I wanted them to show that kind of spirit.

"Ah... it's not like women like you if you're strong, but sometimes you're weak. Well, some women want to protect you... at least I'm not."
"You're not talking about me, are you? What I'm talking about is..."
"Yes, yes. You mean Kenny, don't you?"

　The men were all speechless at the words of their comrades.