The open-air baths are the best, no matter how many times I take them. When I retire, I'll definitely live near a hot spring.

After taking a bath, I was no longer sleepy and returned to my room in a good mood.
I was worried that I might have kept him waiting, but Tino hadn't come back yet. It was already well over the ten-minute mark, but that didn't matter because I hadn't given him the time for any reason.

I sighed heavily, and since I was bored, I took out a copy of "Overgrown" from my bag.

I stretched out the crumpled book with both hands and placed it on the desk. When he looked at me, his vacant eyes darted down to the corners of his eyes.

I think that reaction is very rude. I wonder what people in the past were thinking when they added such a function.

'What do you want? I've told you many times, it's impossible for my power to increase your abilities. What is impossible is impossible. It's not my fault, I'm made to raise the power of most people. It's your fault.

That's a terrible thing to say. It's a useless weapon.

'No, I don't have any use for it, but ...... I'm bored and I get sleepy when I'm idle, so I thought I'd have a chat with Tino until he comes back.

I'm not sure what to make of that.

His mouth opens and he complains loudly. I'm sure I'm the only person in the world who has ever been scolded by the mask of a treasure trove.
But I'm not afraid of being scolded by a treasure. I don't have any limbs, and I've already proven that this treasure can't do anything to me.

The flesh side of my body (cheeks?) trembles as if in fear. The face of flesh trembles as if shivering.

'You're really going at your own pace, aren't you? How dare you chatter in the middle of enemy territory like this?

'?

'Don't tell me you don't feel a thing! The approaching, massive presence of ......!

'Ah, ......'.

There it is again. I sighed deeply.

Well, needless to say, I didn't feel a presence. I've never felt anything. In the first place, what is a presence?

No, of course, if you get very close, you can kind of tell. If you come within two meters or so, you can sometimes tell.
But if you're a few meters away, you won't notice it, and I'm not a thief like Liz.

I know from watching various treasure hunters that there is such a thing as "sensing", but I don't know how to do it. No one can tell me. When I ask them to tell me, they just give me a puzzled look. Perhaps it is natural for them to be able to do so.

I had convinced myself that I had no choice because of my lack of talent, but it was depressing to be able to feel even this mask of flesh. Please give me that ability.
With a half-hearted smile, I put on a brave face.

'Well, it's just a vacation this time...'

'? ...... There are three hundred of them, okay? They're coming from the sky.

That's absurd. Three hundred people is hardly that many, even in a merchant fleet.
Is it a malfunction? It's funny that they come from the sky in the first place. You may not know this because you're an old tool, but modern people don't usually fly.

As I took the mask and turned it over to see if anything was broken, the door opened with a bang.

Rushing in, out of breath, was a naked Tino. Strictly speaking, he wasn't naked, but he was wearing underwear, both top and bottom, but that didn't matter.

'! '

I was at a loss for words. I'm not man enough to be welcomed by my junior colleague when he suddenly runs into the room naked and smiling.
The contrast between her white skin and black underwear is dazzling. But his face was pale, and his right hand was holding his side.
That's when I noticed that blood was pouring from Tino's abdomen - the place where my palm had been applied. A reddish-black liquid was flowing over her white skin, and a red line was forming down her right leg.

'Oh my god!

Tino's expression twisted when he saw me. Just as I was about to get up, Tino jumped towards me. The momentum was too strong for me to support myself and I was pushed down.
I felt a soft touch on top of me. I don't know what's happening, but Tino shuddered, burying his face in my chest.

I'm glad ...... that you're okay, sir! But, they had a paper bag over their heads, and if anything should happen to them,......, I'm glad, I'm really glad,......'

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'............ Let's heal the wound first. Lie down there.'

'Ah ......, yes .......'

You can't expect to have the same recovery power as Anthem, but I do have a recovery tool - the Healing Hope.
Although I cannot hope to heal any part of the body, a treasure tool that can be used for recovery is in demand and is a valuable item that is not easily sold. It is a valuable item that I purchased with all my money when I first became a Hunter, and it has saved my friends several times since I acquired it.

Fortunately, Tino's wound did not seem to be that deep. He was cut by a knife or something, and my treasure could heal this much.
He took off the silver cross around his neck and placed it on the wound on Tino's abdomen, where he was lying, to activate the Healing Hope. The cross emits a pale light, and the wound closes up in no time at all.

But what the hell was going on? I asked Tino to get me some tea. I don't know how he can come back with a wound in his stomach.

The way Tino lay there, looking up at me, his eyes were as anxious as an abandoned puppy's.

It would be a bad idea to ask this question carelessly. I know Tino's personality too. I'd like to ask him what happened. I'd be in tears if I asked.

He waits for the light of the cross to go out and touches his blood-stained abdomen to see if the wound has healed.
When I wiped away the blood with the palm of my hand, Tino made a ticklish sound and rose to his right knee. It's a great way to get a good night's sleep.

'Mmm ......!

'Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's okay, it's healing. How are you feeling?'



'...... Thank you very much, I'm fine. The poison is still there, but ...... the resistance has been built up by your sister's poisoning. I'm sure you'll be fine.

I'm not sure what to do. Tino's face quickly became inflamed. She seemed to remember what she was wearing.
She scrambled to her feet and used her hands to cover her breasts and lower body. However, Tino's arms were so thin that they barely covered his skin. I tried to give the impression that I didn't care, but .......

Fortunately, I'm used to this sort of thing from Liz, so I'm fine with it. I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me, but I'm a gentleman. I'm hard-boiled.
I handed a spare yukata to Tino, whose face was bright red and his eyes were stiff with tears. Tino thanked me in a small trembling voice, and when he received it, the door opened again.

'Mr. Cry, I've just returned. This one was fine. ............?

It was Sitri who came in. He looked at me with his usual smile, then looked at Tino, who was about to put on his yukata, and his face froze with a smile.
His gaze drifted from his stomach to the blood on his thighs. With a tight smile on his face, he says in a quivering voice.

'.................. It's not okay, is it? Tee-chan, I nailed you so much for ...... messing with Kry-san, ......... ...I won't allow it. I trusted you. ......'?

'? You're wrong, Sister Sitri! I didn't do anything!

Is that what I look like to you, Sitri? Anyway, it's a misunderstanding, a big misunderstanding. I feel sorry for Tino, so I quickly follow up.

I'm a man. I have normal s*xual desires, but I'm not so far gone that I'd touch a wounded girl.

I don't know what's going on, but something unusual has happened. What you need to do is keep your cool. I know this because I've been in a lot of bad situations when I was still active in the party.

'Calm down, Citri. Don't worry, I really didn't do anything. Besides, I'm not interested in Tino.'

'Yes, you are! Masutaa is for me--? .................. and ......... ............'

Tino's words faded into the background. I'm not sure why he's looking up at me with a tearful expression.
On the contrary, Sitri smiles relievedly and walks into the room.

'That's right ......, I believed it. Cry, you rarely touch me either. ......'

'......What?

'Sometimes you say the most outrageous things, Sitri.

I'd like you to stop making it sound like I'm messing with you. What will you do if Tino doesn't like you?
I patted Tino's head, who was frozen in his yukata, and made a serious face.

'You have something to tell me, don't you?

'Yes . Yes, I do. ............ Well, it looks like we're going to have some additional visitors. ............'

'............Help me, please...... "A Thousand and One Changes"'

One after another,...... there are so many visitors today.

The door opened again, as if it had seen Citri's words.
The one who came in with a tense look on his face was the supposedly reconciled "Misty Thunder Dragon".

Arnold was pale and convulsing, and the deputy leader was lending his shoulder to him. The other members of the group also had tense expressions on their faces, as if they were in the middle of enemy territory. Without even listening to my reply, they strolled in and sat down in the room.

I didn't want to ask what had happened.
Regardless of whether it's Citry or Tino, isn't it strange that the Misty Thunder Dragon is gathering with me?

But in this situation, all I can do is listen to what they have to say.
I took a deep breath, made up my mind, and asked Tino.

'Tino, do you want sweet and tea?

'! I'm sorry. I was attacked on the way--'

'Ah, ......, well, that's okay. If I had something sweet, I'd be able to think a little better, but I don't have any tea or sweets, so let's talk.

No, wait, what?

'...... Mr. Arnold, you don't look well, do you? Why don't you go home and get some sleep?'

In response to my concern, Arnold, who was lying on the tatami, lifted his fist weakly and hit the tatami.