It's almost Golden Week and the atmosphere in the company is a bit buoyant.
　To be more precise, we dungeon testers are in high spirits.
　In general, it's a big holiday.
　It's a big day off for new employees to take a break from the rigorous training.
　If you listen carefully, you will hear that they want to go on a trip, spend some time relaxing, or go back to their parents' home.
　The average age is also young.
　They are at the age when they want to have fun.
　They will have a lot of money thanks to the training.
　So the idea of doing something with it will come to mind.

Hey, there's Hands, as I recall.
"Hmm? What?
"What do you guys do during Golden Week?

　If you hear such a congenial conversation, you're bound to be wondering how the otherworldly group is doing, too.
　And the opportunity comes at just the right time.
　The giant hands came into our party room to show us the evolved mineral tree from where they heard the story after they returned from the company's inspection of the mineral tree.
　The room was too small for the human-friendly giant hands, and he managed to twist his massive body into a crowded room, his eyes bleeding and looking like he was about to kill a man as he asked to be shown.
　No, it sounded like he was asking, but he was more than half threatening.
　To calm him down, I went to his shop/workshop like this.
　I've been thinking about finishing up my report, and when I have extra time I'll try to write up a proposal for the southern clan, so it's no problem to say it's not a problem.

"Gurudanuikku?
"You could do with a little more native pronunciation there.
"Shut up, so what?　What's wrong with that golden ticket?

　However, I couldn't just leave my partner with him, no matter how well I knew him, but I was warned when I stepped in that the workshop at the back of the store was unfortunately off-limits for me to touch things.
　Hanz is busy checking out my partner, who asked me to show him the mineral tree.
　I'd be sitting in a chair with his back to watch him, and I wouldn't have any time to spare.
　I suggested that I could at least have a chat with him.

I tell him it's almost a big holiday in Japan. We're not doing much, but the other testers said they were going to do some things. It's going to be a busy shopping district, right?　I'm wondering what the otherworldly hands will do,

　The eyes are serious as they look at the mineral tree, delicately moving their huge hands from the blade to the hilt to the core, carefully matching their massive bodies.
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It's the same as usual. I've been hammering, holding my sword, and getting it out of the store. I'm not sure if you guys are okay with that much rest.
They say Japanese people work too hard, for one thing.
"Really?　I don't know how hard you Japanese work. I don't know how much time off I should take. Adventurers take the time off when they come back instead of going on a long term adventure, but as far as I've heard among commoners, the only time they take a long break is at the beginning and end of the year when they get sick.

　Hands answered my questions, interrupting my habits with questions about our habits, even more so in the case of customer service.
　I nodded my head.
　Indeed, for us Japanese, this kind of holiday is very commonplace.
　So I don't often question why there is a Golden Week.
　In fact, the sense of being glad to have such a holiday may influence such a question.
　However, Hans' point can be understood by the knowledge and experience he has gained since he joined the company.
　First of all, the working environment in Japan and the rest of the world is different.
　Japan uses a weekly holiday system and a different world where there is basically no fixed day off.
　Secondly, the cultural awareness is different.
　And thirdly, there is a difference in cultural awareness.

It's like that. I thought giants had to build weapons or die or something like that.
That's not entirely wrong. We giants make a living making weapons, armor, and farming tools all year round, but we don't do it because we're good with our hands or anything like that.
"I mean?
Making weapons is what makes my life worth living.

　The particulars peculiar to that race.
　There are differences in particulars between individuals, but in the case of other worlds, each race has its own distinctive and common particulars.
　For a giant, it's like making a weapon.

For lack of a better word, is it like having a hobby every day?
"It's not wrong. I feel the same way sometimes.
"Why don't you be honest?
"There's nothing more interesting than building a weapon!
It's not a good day to be making a freak weapon like that.
"Shut up!　That's what's romantic!
The price of romance is too great.

　In many cases, the races that belong to the demon king's army enjoy their work as their daily life and their reason for living.
　Therefore, there is no need to take a break, and this store will probably be open during the Golden Week.
　The end of the year and the New Year vacations are just a matter of enjoying the special events of festivals.
　That's the only difference.
　The man in front of you who cries romance and says it's just a matter of course he's willing to help me with my question.

It's all about weapons 24/7, and I'm wondering what's going on with the love life of you giants. I mean in terms of tribal prosperity.

　Such stories make me wonder how such a hobbyist race can thrive.
　Neglecting one's family in favor of one's hobbies is a common story even among humans.
　Then I asked him directly how the giants, who were all about that, were doing everything they could to get by.

Huh?
So I ask you giants how you feel about your family and all that.


It's normal, normal. I don't have a weird view of love like a dark elf, and I don't demand strong blood like a demon.
"Hoho.

　That's true.
　Even the most craftsmanlike giant has needs.
　When I'm hungry I eat and when I'm sleepy I sleep.

Well, there's a stubborn streak in us. When we proposed to each other, we would hit each other as hard as we could.
"Stubbornness is a physical thing. Scary giant.

　But, as expected of a different world. The love situation is not so straightforward.
　I knew that demons seek out strong guys, but is Giant that much like them?
　But Hands said he wasn't looking for a strong man.

"Why the hell do you guys hit each other to ask for marriage? You could have done it more peacefully.
"Dumbass, it's a quick way to show how much you like them.
"Power is the strength of love. You're an idiot or an idiot, you idiot!　Re-examine the word stubborn!
What do you mean, it doesn't matter how much they hit you. Why do I have to hit the guy I like?
No, because it's a fist fight.
Catch the full force of your opponent, hold back the power of your fist, and then hit him back gently. It's what every gentleman in the Giant knows.
Can you agree with me that you have no common sense? Is stubbornness literally the same as stubbornness? Is your endurance value equal to the amount of love you have?
"Thanks to that, the giants are famous for being the most nostalgic of any species.
"Of course!　You can forgive most things if you're physically doing that.

　Giant is scary, and I wondered if Giant was actually a group of masochists. Wouldn't it be fun to show them the beauty of acceptance in wrestling?
　I've never heard of it, but do you have a wife or something?

"I hadn't heard of it, but do you have a wife or something?
"I'm here, a**h*le. I've got three kids.
"Oh, really. But it's all right?　Didn't you stop your wife or something, coming to this other world?

　Regardless of the method of courtship, I understand that a giant is a normal way to have a family.
　It may be beyond the scope of the soon-to-be father, but I'll work hard to gather information that might be helpful to me in case that day comes.

Huh? You don't think you know that?
"Don't you notice?
"Yeah, that's where you bought your armor, that's my daughter's store.
"What?
I'm sure the clerk there had two sons, too.
"And your wife, by the way?
He's not here now, but we usually build weapons together.
You've got the whole family here?
Well. You can leave me back home and go alone, but family is best when it's together.

　In the process of gathering information, I could see Hanz's mouth gently slacken.
　You can see that he has a stern appearance, but he's very protective of his family.
　The eyes that look at Koki also seem to have softened, unlike the seriousness of the last one.

"Well, that's about it. I'm sorry to show you my sword.
Don't worry, we're always there for you.

　After he finishes observing, Hanz carefully polishes the last of the mineral tree and returns it to me.
　I'm used to doing this on a regular basis, so I thought I was familiar with the technique, but it still doesn't compare to a professional.
　I put the cleaned-up mineral tree in the holder on my back and stood up from the chair I was sitting on to proceed with today's schedule.

Speaking of which, do you know Jiro?
"How can you know what you know without a subject. Know what?
You know, I've been hearing rumors that some girls are hitting on all kinds of guys lately.
Women, are you talking about reverse psychology?
It's not that s*xy.

　While putting away the maintenance tools, Hanz provided me with some information that I was interested in, as if we were chatting.

I heard from a colleague of mine. He said he needed some help or something. He's a dungeon tester, so he can't just say no to her, so listen to him. She said that she had a mutual aid society to help you get through the dungeon more efficiently?　You're talking to me for trying to make

　My eyebrows twitch as I listen to Hanz.
　The Mutual Aid Society, and Hands' peers, means they're either a weapon store or an armor store.
　They've been moving around to help out there.
　Where it's going has a strange resemblance to what Minami has in mind.
　Then I remember the face of the woman I turned away the other day.

Do you know her name or something?
"Huh? I don't know. I'm just kidding that there are some weirdos out there. That means Master Evvia is not involved and the guy I know refused to cooperate with me with permission.



　I'm speculating, but I'm strangely certain of it.
　Rarely do I come up with the same idea.
　But only a few people have the energy to act on them.
　There is only one person I can think of who has joined this company and become a dungeon tester who can do that.
　And I have a bit of a bad feeling that you see the value in this.

Well, if you want to elaborate, where do I go to hear the story?
"Three doors down from the arms store, what is it?　What's the matter with you?

　The worse the hunch the better, follow that hunch and change today's schedule.
　I'll follow my hunch and change my schedule for today.
　My mood has changed and Hanz stops working and turns his head to see what's going on.

I'd like to think it won't be a problem. For now.

　If it's unfounded, all the better.
　But if my imagination of a person acting as I imagine him/her to be acting, then he/she is working in a very gray area.
　When your main goal is to get strong, who would act as a liaison?
　You're going to be able to find out what I'm talking about," he says with a wry smile.

It's just a matter of my fears.
That's all right, well, if you want to talk to these guys around here, just give me your name.
"What's with the weird service today?
I'm not going to let you get away with this.
Honest as ever.
That's what we are, giants.

　It was to leave a familiar store.


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