The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

It was delicious!

I started and ate such a fluffy soft meat.

That was a little different to simmer and soften.

It's so delicious, I replaced it...

You must be worried that Mr. Fische's complexion is worse than it was before noon, right?

Let's do that.

"Was it delicious?

"It's very tasty. Welcome, everyone."

Answer Mr Garritt's question with a full smile.

"I didn't expect to be replaced"

I can't hear you.

Your father's laughing next door, but he's the one who suggested replacing him.

It's me, too.

"Well, I can change my mood and go back to the inn and face reality. Fisher, come on, it's depressing."

Mr. Ginal gently punches Mr. Fische's depressed shoulder with a bump.

"What's depressing. Ah, I set up the game with the intention of making Ginal pay!

I see what happened to the people who were walking when Mr. Fische's screams echoed around.

This is a little embarrassing.

"Annoying. It was Fische who took the bet and lost on his own. Give it up."

Mr. Ginal is unforgiving.

Mr. Fischer is stubborn.

"Anything you want?

Mr. Garritt asks me while pointing to the stall, but I don't need it now.

"No, it's okay"

"Right. You want something sweet, too?

Hmm?

Maybe Mr. Garritt wants some?

Even when we talked in the room before, you were eating all the treats you had prepared by yourself, right?

I thought Mr. Fische was complaining later.

"It's fine because I'm full. If you want Mr. Garritt, why don't we go buy him?

"No, it's fine if you don't want it. You look very satisfied."

"Yes. Very!

Mr. Garritt grins with pleasure, stroking my head with a pong.

With that said, I heard Mr. Fische and Mr. Ginal have children, but what about Mr. Garritt?

"Does Mr. Garritt have a child, too?

"Oh, there he is. A runaway adventurer."

I'm an adventurer.

Are you saying that Mr. Garritt is ready, like Mr. Ginal?

Wow.

With that said, you didn't hear Mr. Ginal's son's name.

Is that it?

Mr. Ginal, you never called your son's name.

"Ahhh, don't buy me something to eat easily after all"

Coming to the front of the inn, Mr. Garritt hurries back down the path he has just come.

Something easy to eat?

I had a good amount of lunch, but I guess it wasn't enough?

"Is that it? What about Garritt?

"I went to buy something that was easy to eat"

Mr. Ginal smiles bitterly at my answer.

"Ha ha, couldn't stand it"

Patience?

"Garritt doesn't have eyes for sweet things. I think I'll get you something sweet to eat easily."

I see.

I guess the sweet stuff is a different belly.

"That's..."

I followed Mr. Fische's gaze and saw a young adventurer walking over looking at this one.

I don't know, you don't have a good vibe.

"Nargas."

Mr. Ginal utters a small word.

When I look at him, he has a harsh look between his eyebrows.

You seem to know each other, but you don't seem to get along.

"Long time no see."

"Why, I'm here"

"I told you I was in Gilmouth, didn't you hear?

Anger mixes with Mr. Ginal's words and the look on the face of someone who says Mr. Nargas.

They seem to be hitting each other up to some killing, and my body trembled a little.

Your father gently puts his hand on my back.

The warmth of my hands drained me from my body.

"Why are you in this village?"

"My son has become a top adventurer, I'm here to celebrate."

"Celebrating? You got something like that! Go home!"

Could it be your son?

Does this vibe mean we're not close?

"My son has become a top adventurer," Mr. Ginal said, even though he seemed so happy.

You're a little surprised.

Nevertheless, we both have a stiff expression for a long time.

I know some of you are angry, but thank you. Mr. Nargas seems to be rejecting Mr. Ginal.

Mr. Ginal feels like he's giving it up.

... by the way, how long will it last, this?

I have things to do.

Besides, do you have time for parent-child fights?

Didn't you want to free your son's technique?

I can't do anything to stir it up.

Mr. Nargas is here because of you already, so don't take advantage of it, what are you gonna do!

"Mr. Ginal, Mr. Nargas. Shut the fuck up."

It's already been over 10 minutes since we started talking.

Mr. Garritt, who was shopping, came back and it's time to stop!

"What?"

"What the fuck, you!

That's scary.

But it's okay.

Because your father will be next door.

"I'm a little overexcited. Mr. Ginal, you need to talk to Mr. Nargas, right? We're never going to be able to talk like this."

"I never talk to a guy like this!

"Mr. Nargas, please shut up for a moment. If you don't like Mr. Ginal, you need to talk to me and your father."

"Huh?"

Oh, the surprised look looks just like Mr. Ginal.

I guess I'd be so angry if I did this.

"Mr. Nargas, if you're a top adventurer, you need to push more emotions. You will fail in your mission."

To your father's point, Mr. Nargas gives a bitter look.

"Excuse me. And you, by the way?

Having managed to calm her excitement, Mr. Nargas alternates between your father and me.

"I'm a Druid, and this is my daughter Ivy. Greetings."

"Best regards"

"It's Nargas. Greetings."

Is it honest that Mr. Ginal isn't involved?

I'm a little confused, but he answers properly.

"Mr. Nargas, would you follow me because I want to talk a little bit into this?

"Talk about getting in? What are you talking about?

"I can't do it here. I don't know who's listening."

When Mr. Nargas's expression gets steep, he looks at his father.

And turn your gaze to me.

The gaze directed was serious and I felt my spine stretch a little.

"Is that an important story?

"Oh, it's happening in this village."

Mr. Nargas gets stuck in words only for a moment in your father's answer.

Staring at how it was, I felt something cloudy in my eyes.

Until just now, it was a beautiful bright blue.

With that said, you have the same color eyes as Mr. Ginal.

"Isn't it important enough to say?

"Even though the demon is right next to you?

"Oh, right. Is that it? Uh..."

There's Mr. Ginal behind Mr. Nargas, but something's wrong.

I missed my gaze a little and was surprised.

Mr. Ginal's complexion is quite bad and full of sadness.

When I had eyes with me, I could see putting my strength into my mouth and putting up with something.

I don't know, I have a bad feeling.

Maybe we should hurry this up.

"Mr. Nargas, let's go. Because I owe you a place to talk."

"What? No, but"

"Just listen to me. Then why don't we just judge? Right?"

If this happens, I want you to give up on the child's patience.

I walk out with Mr. Nargas's hand in my grip.

If you look at Mr. Nargas right next door, you can tell he's very confused.

It's okay, because I'm also very confused.

'Cause what am I supposed to do with this?

You're in trouble.

I think Mr. Ginal and the others are following me because I hear footsteps from behind.

And I'm relieved.

"Ivy, do you want to do it yesterday's ginal way?

Ginarhoshiki?

Oh, you mean by surprise?

I see, that's good, isn't it?

I'm sure you won't understand if I overlap the explanations, and I know how it went earlier.

I mean, things went wrong.

"So let's go."

If that was the effect of magic, I'd be scared.

Seeing Mr. Ginal's reaction, I think I have a hunch.