Munchies!

　Sheila is coming at me, emitting a mysterious sound effect.

　She's eyeing my face as she picks up her soft lips and looks up at me. With one of its neat parts, the eyelids closed off, a face full of carelessness.

　I do a deco pin on my forehead. It's a mediocre power since it doesn't carry any magic power. But even so, it would still hurt a little bit since a petticoat sound was heard.

''Haha!''

　Sheila reacted as expected. She sat down with both knees bent while holding her forehead with both hands.

''What are you doing~!

'It's a line over here. It's so early in your arrival ......?

　I had come to Kåñëa's house because I was called.

　The red-haired woman who greeted me took me to the living room and Sheila, who had been hiding, approached me.

'Because because!　You kissed Kåñëa, but you didn't kiss me!　It's not fair!

　Sheila sulks as she puffs out her cheeks with a boo-boo.

　She must be referring to the 'reward' for the S-ranked exam.

''Then I would have done it for you, too.

On the forehead!　But with Kåñëa it's not the lips!

No, that's it: ......

　Accident. But.

　My mouth stammers from embarrassment.

　Quena, who was waiting behind me, coughs. Her face is flushed and I can tell she's embarrassed, too.

'You didn't call Jide to talk about that,'

Mm. Yeah, well, I suppose so.

So that's it. Okay, Jade and Sheila, sit down. Here.

　I'm glad to see you've gone off topic so swiftly.

　Being pressed by Sheila is bad for the heart. You can't help but feel that his personality is somewhat out of step with the norm, but his appearance is outstanding.

You're not going to be able to find out what you need?

　We all sit down as Kåñëa tells us to, and I speak to them.

'That's directly from his own mouth.

Is he?

　He tilted his head.

　Suddenly, Sufi appeared from the other room.

　She's the girl who leads the True Astaire religion. Now I hear her speak on many occasions. Her activities and influence have become a multitude of things.

　She was holding a battered sword with both arms as if it were precious.

''It's been a while.''

　Somehow, I could understand what she wanted to talk about.

　But before that, I started with a greeting.

　Pecori and Sufi take a bow.

'Long time no see, Saviour. You have helped me so very, very much before.

It's okay. Don't worry about it.

How have you been doing since then?

What? Well, that's a long story.

　There's a lot we can talk about, but what I'm concerned about is Sufi's incessant pursuit of me.

　I'm not going to let you get away with it.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of it. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of it.

It's a good idea. It's a lot of things. I'm sure you'll be able to tell us a lot about it.

...... Well, that's okay. It's about that sword anyway, isn't it?

　Sufi jerked to a stop at my words and shuddered to a halt.

　It seems to be a donkey.

　Sufi nodded, reluctantly tanning.

'Yes ...... that's right.'

You want me to have it?

Yes. By all means, Master Zied.

　This is what he told me before.

　I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to get it right.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time with us.

I've been told before that I can't handle the sword. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at it.

　The inn I'm staying at is a purveyor of adventurers.

　That's why there are people who live for the day or wander around the country at their leisure, and they leave their burdens at the inn without permission.

　There are people who live for the day, or wander around the world at will, and they leave their burdens at the inn without permission.

　It's not just a matter of time before you're able to get your hands on a new one.

''So, but I think this holy sword will be awakened just by being near Jeed-sama. ......!　At the very least, you can keep it close to you: ......!

　Sheila must be as busy as Soria is.

　It shouldn't be possible for her to live near me all the time.

　That's why I wanted her to have it somehow.

　The sight of a girl who is not even old enough to be asking desperately for it makes my eyes water. And I want to listen to that request as much as possible.

　But ...... hey.

　It's a good thing that you're not going to be able to lose it, because it will be a nuisance to Sufi.

　It's a good idea to have a good time with them. The scabbard is tattered and on the verge of collapse. I can't handle the sword myself.

(Can't I do something about it?)

　Hmmm, I cross my arms and think.　

　Buying a new house or ......?　Get your sword sharpened ......?　Train yourself to handle a sword: ......?

　Hmmm.

　As I was pondering over that, Sheila raised her hand.

''Oh, so I'll keep it for you then?''

That's my house, right?

　Quena tsked at Sheila's words on the spur of the moment. Without seeming to take offense, Sheila nodded her head.

Yeah?

"I'm not practically the keeper of ......, but it's okay. I'm sure it's easier for Zid to receive it if it's at my house, where I'm flying around with everything.

Oh, really?　That would be very helpful: ......!

　While saying that, Sufi handed Sheila what looked like a holy sword.

　Sheila, who received it, shushed him until he said, "Don't leave it to me.

''What's wrong with you?''

　Kåñëa asked at his dubious appearance.

　Sufi also wondered.

''--The evil sword inside me is having an allergic reaction.

　Well, this guy had something like that too.

　If you look at it, it doesn't look like the sword carried on Sheila's waist is rampaging.

　Somehow the black magic power is fluffy.

''Sheila, are you okay?''

'Yeah. I don't seem to have a problem with myself, but maybe it's a bit strange?

　Does the guy who has the evil sword have a strange feeling now?

It's fine if it seems impossible, that's fine. Then I'll take care of it myself.

It's not like we're incompatible, you know. I'll take care of it!

　He stretches his big chest as he says it.

　I can't let my gaze drift down, so I manage to make eye to eye contact.

'Right. Then I asked for it.

Hmmm. I'll take your place in exchange!

That's my house, though, where I keep them.

　I don't have to agree with the place money.

　But since the place where they keep it is Kåñëa's house, it is Kåñëa who should pay for it.

　Or maybe there's some sort of intermediary concept there: ......

Well, all right. How much is it?

Jade's lips!

　Again, Sheila takes me by surprise.

　This guy really.

"When I get an S-rank again.

　This time he held it down by pushing from side to side on the chewy white skin cheeks like a toddler.

''Muguggh!''

　It makes me look a little weird, but it's still frustratingly cute.