About an hour ago...


'This is the yellow rank. I won't have any complaints about going to the labyrinth, will I?


What Akira is holding in his hand now, fanning out in front of Yamato, is the request form that was sent out to Akira from the guild just two hours ago.
There are five of them.
All of them had a stamp on them stating that the request had been completely accomplished.


''Yup, you're a man of your word, Akira.


Yamato pulled a smug face at a smug-looking Akira.
Miles, who was working as a receptionist for another adventurer next to him, also widened his eyes in surprise.

Even though it was a request from the guild, it was just a randomly flowing of miscellaneous requests that had piled up in a pile to Akira.
There was even a request for a tap on the shoulder of an eccentric old man who has brought many new adventurers to tears, but even that request was completed in just enough time by Akira.
Moreover, the request form even includes a statement that from now on, all the requests I make are to be turned over to Akira.


''You, what kind of magic did you use to satisfy that old man?''


Akira nodded his head to Yamato, who was muttering to himself.
And then, as a matter of course, he says


'Magic, I'm not using magic, you know? I just talked to the old man, gave him a shoulder rub, and had him stamp the request form. ..... It was a normal enough process.


Unwilling to pay attention to Mile, who opened his mouth with an ache in spite of the adventurer at his place, Yamato chuckled and changed Akira's dog tag to yellow.


'Any other requests? Other than that, I've got a house to demolish, aunts to run errands, creative food ideas to come up with... what else is it?


Akira received a dog tag that turned yellow and hung it around his neck.
It was a simple request in Akira's mind, so he didn't feel like he had moved up in the ranks.


''Oh, yes!''


Yamato, who had been reading through the request form, raised his voice.
I felt his eyes focus on us.
Yamato doesn't notice it and leans forward excitedly.


'You were cleaning up that trash house for example! How did you get rid of that thing?


Akira nodded and put a hand to his chin.
It's not that he's a neat freak, but Akira, who invokes his fastidiousness in odd places, was shocked to see a genuine "trash house" for the first time in his life.


It seems that the client can use a little bit of boundary magic to demolish the house, so I asked him to set up a noise-preventing boundary, and ended up knocking down all the pillars that support the house. They just needed to knock down another one, so that's the end of it there, right?


Akira breaks his fingers while looking upwards a bit vaguely.


''(No, so how did you knock that pillar off? As I recall, there was only one tree on that house's pillar that was thicker than the length of a human being.)


There was no way Akira could hear the tsukomi in Yamato's mind, nor could Akira say that he had cut off the shadow magic in the form of a sword with a swift cutoff.
In the absence of the tsukomi, he continued.


'My aunts' errand boys calculated the restaurants they learned while eating out with Amelia every day, the fixed prices there, and the distances, and took the shortest and cheapest.


Yamato holds his head in Akira's hands when he says this was the easiest thing to do.


'(No, no, no, no, what kind of head do you have? Normally I don't remember that, and to begin with, those ladies, they demanded an amount of money every time that I absolutely couldn't do on my own, so that request was really just for the adventurers who were forming a patty! I put it out by mistake this time!)


Unaware of Yamato's situation, Akira snapped his fingers again.


''As for coming up with creative cooking ideas... well, I cook myself, so I gave him some advice based on my experience, and somehow he became my mentor.


Yamato bumps his forehead against the receptionist as Akira tilts his head, wondering why.


''(What kind of adventurer is an adventurer who's better at cooking than a chef at a restaurant! Open up! I mean, the chef of the restaurant that asked for it is a pretty famous chef in this town!)


I'm glad I didn't say it out loud.
If I had let it out, I'm sure Yamato's voice would have already died to a rattle.
When he looked up, Akira was looking at Yamato as if he were looking at someone who was a little disappointed.
That further gouged Yamato's heart.

Yamato urged him to continue, thinking he had only recovered on the surface.
Blood was flowing lazily from his forehead.
He hadn't recovered at all on the surface either.


'Hmmm, well, the last one was the hardest,'


With that preamble, Akira opened his fingers and shrugged his shoulders.


''I cleaned it up normally, but I've never seen such a magnificent trash house before, so I was confused at first and it took me an hour.


Yamato finally squeezed out a voice that said, "Oh yeah?" to Akira, who was about to get a sound effect, "Oh dear.


'Oh. But it was pretty fun, huh? My client was going crazy because they found the key to the safe he'd been looking for all along, and he was going crazy.


Yamato's fist, clenched out of sight, pulled and shook.


''(You cleaned the former Count's mansion! It's all but fallen into disrepair now, but legend has it that they stored gold and silver treasures in the family's vaults, and the only reason they were trashed is because the thieves who wanted them vandalized them! They found the safe, but they couldn't find the key, and it ended up being left there for a long time!)


Before they knew it, the other adventurers and guild staff who had been listening to Akira's talk quieted down before they knew it, and their bodies trembled as well as Yamato's.


''Ah, I have urgent business in the labyrinth, so don't go anymore! I had a pretty good time with the chores, so if you get a lot of them again, pass them around.


I don't know if it was natural, insensitive, or if he really noticed, but Akira sashayed out of the guild with a strange air.
Yamato and the others watched him in silence.


''... 'Savior of the chores'?


Everyone nodded at someone's muffled voice.
In addition, she also took care of most of the chores that had accumulated in the guild and was the savior of the citizens' trust in the guild.

Since that day, Akira has been called the "savior of chores" within the guild and among the citizens.
It's a good thing that the bards have a lot of experience with this kind of thing.