After my discussion with Riff, I stopped at a stall.

'Skewers ...... er, ten of them,'

Okay. Ten gold pieces.

Yes, ten coppers.

　I play a light joke on the old man at the stall and give him a copper coin. Instead, he gives me a linen with ten skewers in it.

　But this is not for me to eat.

　This is not for me to eat, but for the two people who are returning to King's Landing right now after completing a request.

　I go in front of the house where they say they are.

　It seems that they have become very close and now they go to one of the houses to visit one of them.

　The house was built in a prime location.

　The property itself is not large, but it has a garden with trees and a two-story building that seems unnecessary for a single person to live in.

　It's a mansion with a red roof that matches the owner's hair color.

　I knocked on the front door and it opened.

'Hey, Jide,'

　Kåñëa peeked out of the room.

　At the back, Sheila was walking down the hallway with a piece of bread in her mouth.

'Ooh, Jide!'

　As soon as Sheila sees my face, she comes toward me with a piece of bread in her mouth.

　Both seem to be doing well.

'Here, take this.'

　I handed her the spit meat I had bought earlier from the stall.

　Sheila takes it.

What, what, what?　If you were proposing, you'd send a ring, right?

What do you mean, you don't know what you're talking about? Last time I saw you, Phil got in a fight with you guys. He's making up for it. I didn't know what I was getting into. I'm sorry.

　I ducked Sheila's words.

　Quena was smiling bitterly at the skewers I handed her.

You're a skewer with that. At times like this, I send you something more expensive.

...... Really?　I only heard that you needed a handout when you apologized. Sorry.

Well, given the circumstances, I suppose I can't blame you.

　Kåñëa is chewing on a spit of meat while saying that, not seeming to be full.

　Ah, while saying that, you eat it.

　Sheila also took out one and ate it.

This is delicious. I don't use stalls or cafeterias because I've been cooking with my own hands all the time lately. I'm pretty much the type of person who cooks by hand.

　Glancing at you, Sheila emphasizes the phrase 'home-cooked food' while looking at you.

I'm not going to be able to say home-cooked food, but you're just going to roast the monster you hunted.

'Oh, I'm going to say that!　I didn't see any spices or condiments being dressed!

　Quena's telling us?　Sheila is puffing out her cheeks at

　'These guys are good friends.

'No, well, I'll admit it's delicious.

Heh. How about Jade?　It warms me up to have someone to cook for me at home and in the traveling field!"?

　Sheila giggles and moves her face closer.

'That's a blatant appeal: ......

　Kuena says, holding her head.

　I ask, unable to grasp the truth of his words.

'Appeal?'

He wants to join the party.

Yeah. Speaking of which, it looks like the Charisma Party is filling up.

　I tell them what I heard from Riff earlier.

　The two of them looked surprised by it.

　In particular, Sheila is leaning forward.

"I didn't hear that!

That's because we were just shown the list of potential members. I'm sure you'll get a chance to meet them. I know these people.

A familiar face?　

Yeah. That runaway swordsman, Phil, that's the runaway swordsman, and that guy Yuy, who I don't know much about, but he was originally S-ranked.

''......?!''

　As soon as he heard his name, Kuena's eyes widened.

　Her lips and palms are caged in strength.

''They're both people who have been talking about coming back to the guild and getting in...'' There's been a lot of whispers that it's because they're joining a charismatic party. Well, that's fair enough.

　Sheila seemed to have come to a point. She didn't seem as surprised as Quena.

'You're not surprised. Kåñëa seems pretty surprised.

'Because on second thought, I'm more of a Jade Party aspirant than a Charisma Party.

Yeah?

　I feel happy but embarrassed by the straightforwardness of my feelings.

'Well?　What's the point of having a competent member who can do all the housework and even fight?

No, I'm sure it's a great help, but requests have a certain pace to them.

I'll even take care of you s*xually.

　Sheila pulled her ample breasts together.

　Clearly, their far above average size had been s*xually reshaped.

'd*mn it ......!　The temptation is amazing: ......!

　The posing alone was adding to Sheila's appeal.

　She's too happy, even poisonous, in my eyes after living an ascetic life up until now.

''It looks like we're one step closer. 'Then--'

　Sheila comes in closer and tries to topple him.

　But before he could speak, Kåñëa, who had been pushing him to stay silent, spoke up.

"...... Hey, Yu is that Yu who was pulled out of the Empire by ...... that Yu?

From my point of view, there's only one Yu who I know, but well, that Yu.

'No, you're right. It's that Yui who came back to the guild.

　It's a question that goes out of its way to leave Phil out of it.

　It's not about the party, but rather the Empire's involvement with Yui - and by extension, her sister - is probably a blur.

　Especially that guy Yuy, who is S-ranked and has been pulled out by the Empire.

　In other words, Yui is to Kuena--.

''Yui was a dream of mine. Just like you.

Yeah, you're right.

　I seem to have been forgiven. He gave me an unwrapped expletive.

　It's easier and more obvious this way.

'I can't believe a girl like that will be standing next to you at the charisma party ...... next to you.

......

　Kåñëa's face is dark. It's dull.

　What is it? I had a feeling it wouldn't be good if I didn't.

　Kåñëa is very important to me.

　Because he's been so helpful to me.

　He's easy to talk to.

　Because he's someone I was able to open up to immediately after leaving the Order.

　So naturally, the words come out of my throat without poking around.

'If you're willing to put the Charisma Party first, why don't you form a party with me?

　That may not be the solution.

　But it would be temporary.

　If only it could be a stabilizer for Kåñëa, that's what he said.

'What?

Really?　Kåñëa and I will be in there!

　Kåñëa and Sheila are taken aback by the sudden offer.

　I'm not sure if it's the right thing to do, but it seems that they are having a party, so it's natural.

　Ah.

'No, it's like I've given in to Sheila's temptation at some point in time, but it's not. You two are strong and have the common sense and information I lack. I'm trying to make up for it, but I'm going to get ripped off like the handout I gave you earlier: ......

'I don't mind looking after you s*xually at all!　Hey, Kåñëa.

'What?　Hey! What are you doing with your hands?　I'm ......!

　Sheila pulls Kåñëa's breasts together as well.

　Kåñëa has good tits as well as she does: ......!

　Oh my god.

　I think I'm going crazy putting this party together.

"But we need another person for the party. Preferably someone who's going to heal!

　Sheila says as she changes the shape of Kåñëa's lush fruit with a swell.

'Healing is not just about us ...... nnnn ...... it's time to stop touching ......!

　The always victorious Kåñëa let out a weak voice.

'What are you talking about!　If you've made it this far, it's a charismatic party to beat!

I'm kind of a charismatic party myself.

Except for Jade!　The other three and our three do it!

　Sheila is strangely breathless.

　It seems to be her own way of saying and doing things for Kåñëa.

　Indeed, if she wins against the charismatic party, it will help Kåñëa's confidence. Even Luina would not be able to ignore Kåñëa.

''Jeed-san!　I finally found it: ......!

　Suddenly, a voice comes from behind me.

　I turn around. As this is a prime location, there were no people on the street, and I recognized the owner of the voice right away.

"It's Sufi. What's going on?

　The leading figure of the True Astaire religion was there.

　In his hand was a stick wrapped in cloth.

　Somehow I could guess his errand.

'Please accept the holy sword!　This is something Mr. Zied should have in his hands!

　And. The words were directed at him, not unexpectedly.

'Holy sword!　Deliver it!　-- Don't tell me you can't use healing magic!

　Before I could answer, Sheila said such a thing.

　How did that happen? I remember a story I heard a long time ago about a saint who delivers a holy sword to a brave man. It must have been associated with that.

　...... Hey, hey.　

''Hey, if you want to go to ...... for a moment?''

　Puzzled, Sufi replied.

　It was a party that I had half-heartedly proposed, hoping that it would be a stabilizer for Kåñëa, but it was progressing in an increasingly unexpected direction.

　It seems that the negotiations were successful with a wave of the hand, as if they were trying to recruit Sufi for some reason, and Sheila pointed her finger high in the sky and declared.

"--Let's go, let's defeat the Charisma Party!

　Such lofty words from Sheila echoed.

''Yi, no, I really don't have time for this!''

　Sufi is saying it with some kind of a limp.

　It seems that he was recruited with quite a forceful force.

I'm not really asking for that much either.

"What~......!

Hey, don't give me your hand out!

　Sheila's eyes shine suspiciously.

　Quena protects her chest with a sense of urgency.

'It's a traffic, albeit uninhabited, so be moderate.

If anyone is here, I won't do it. By the way, would you like to see Jade?

　Sheila says. Reflexively, Kåñëa glares at me with a snap.

　I turn away from her.

'...... You can't get involved that way,'

Yeah. It's a shame because it's so taut and comfortable to the touch!

It's time to stop!

　Kuena thuds at Sheila's head.

　Sheila, who has a bump on her head, holds the top of her head with her hands, moistening her eyes.

You're not going to do that!

That's the line I'm giving you!

''Um, so, Mr. Jade, how about this holy sword: ......!

''No, even if I get it, I don't need it because I don't really use the sword or anything, and I don't need the holy sword because I have a feeling it's going to be troublesome no matter how I look at it.




　I've been busy with ostentatious stunts, two parties to hang out at, and many other things.

　Still, I didn't dislike this busyness.

　Unlike when I was in the Order, it's a busyness that can be received rather favorably--