The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

With a gloved hand, hold a basket with a handle.

Inside the basket are three rice balls laid with banana leaves and taken to Mr. Aloui.

And the magic bag I raised from my shoulder also has the demonic stone that Frem brought back to life.

Today is lunch the third day after meeting Mr. Pliagilmuth in the square.

That day, I plan to go to 'Shall' to pick up my gloves and return to the inn as soon as possible, but as an example, Mr. Druid and Baruca, the manager, were thriving, and when I returned to the inn, it was past evening.

Give up that day and reschedule to deliver the rice balls to Mr. Arooi the next day.

but it rains all the way from the next day to 2 days.

There was no sign of stopping, the cold was terrible, and I hesitated to leave the inn, so I decided to wait for it to settle down.

And finally, the third morning, the rain stopped for me.

"It's cold."

"Right, you're scared to even think about how far we're going to cool down this year"

Thank you, Mr. Druid, for the gloves.

True, this cold would be dangerous without gloves.

It's going to freeze off my fingertips.

"I knew when you were so happy, you'd want to give me something different too"

"Rejected!

"You don't have to answer instantly..."

What an embroidery of slime on the gloves next to the embroidery of the flowers.

The moment I saw this, I was happy to hug Mr Druid and thank him.

I'm surprised you asked me to embroider the slime.

Mr. Baruca had a complex look at me delighted with the embroidery of the demon.

"No, have the solas embroidered on the hem of your coat."

It would be cute, but embroidery costs money too, so it's rejected.

Per glove fits the length.

Besides, from Mr. Baruca's attitude, the embroidery of the demons would stand out.

I was surprised to get out on the boulevard, the store is beautifully closed.

There are no stalls left either.

"There's a chance Arooi's store is closed."

"Yeah."

You weren't thinking about it.

Well, if it was closed, it was closed. So let's give it up.

If you break through the boulevard, you'll see the Aloui store right away.

I was a little anxious but when I turned my gaze, the sign came out and I saw the lights.

Good, looks like it's open.

"You were open."

"Yeah. Still, you have a lot of customers"

At the end of the line of sight is the appearance of a store where guests enter and exit.

Was it a popular store?

When I approach the store, I hear laughter from inside.

"Trooka, not this, that way. No, beside it! Yes, that!"

Interacting with the voices of the guests, he laughed, and perhaps Aroui's, "Brother, hold on! 'I hear voices.

Looks like it's true to say a little bit.

A peek at the store tells the customer where it is and Truka points out that the product is different.

Does Mr. Arui's butcher have a lot of customers, too, and he looks pretty busy.

"You've got the wrong time to come."

"Right."

Seeing the store situation during this time, I didn't expect to have many customers so far.

Should I be changing my time on this?

"Is that it? Ah, you there!

Mr. Aloui's voice echoes in the store as he turns his heels to change time and get back out.

Looking back at it in surprise, she just has a gaze.

"I knew! I knew it! I wanted to talk to you. 'Kome' buddy!

The intriguing gaze of the guests around.

Definitely the wrong time to come!

Mr. Druid, too, has a pulled face.

He's not good at getting attention either, is he?

"Trooka, the sauce is different again."

"Shh! Oh, why are all sauce sauces in the same thing!

The whole store is engulfed with laughter in Mr. Truka's voice.

Apparently, the owner and the customer are close.

"Hey, are you leaving? Let's rig this."

No, I have to work.

"What is it? Eh, he said he'd feed me. Um..."

"If it was a rice balls, I brought it"

"That! He brought it to me, thanks!

"You seem busy, so I'll leave you here"

"What! Let's talk about it"

No, I don't like it where you get this kind of attention.

Besides, the speed at which the meat is cut is slower, so the customer looks in trouble.

"No, I'll come back later. Because I want to talk slowly."

"Yes, I have no choice. There are other shops closed today, especially with a lot of customers."

Oh, is that why you have so many customers?

"Alooi, I'm here. I'm almost a regular."

I hear voices from customers who were lining up to buy meat.

Plus, when the guests around them dull, they spill a laugh.

"Is that it? Ahahahahaha"

Not only Mr. Trooka, but Mr. Arooi, too. A little bit?

"What time is it, can we talk slowly?

"What do you think?

Mr. Aloui leans his neck with a knife.

"Ma'am, if it's about evening, we'll be fine."

You didn't see it, the guests in line told me.

Thank you for that, and speak to Mr. Aloui.

"Then you'll come around."

"Sorry, thanks!

Leave the store later with a cheerful voice.

"I knew you were funny brothers and sisters"

"Right."

I got to go to Mr. Rose's store earlier than planned.

Is Mr. Rose's shop open?

"Oh, you've fallen in the right direction."

As I was headed to Mr. Rose's shop, I heard Mr. Druid's delightful voice.

When I look at him, I see something and I laugh.

At the end of that gaze are three men in vigilante clothes.

"Oh, I'm laughing"

They are laughing and talking about something with the villagers.

When I saw someone from the vigilante before, there was an atmosphere of being hunted down.

It's gone.

Thanks to the response of the vigilantes, the tingling atmosphere that has recently been found in the villagers here has calmed down.

"Sounds good."

"Yeah. Good, but what's the rush?

"Really? Captain Tableau was recommended as qualitative. Besides, I should have gone around and studied about the previous captain for a few years. If there's a trigger, you need to calm down."

That's what it is.

But the villagers seem to have some fun, too.

Good.

"Shall we?

"Yeah. And a boulevard without a single stall is so big"

Boulevards without stalls get the impression that they are twice as big as usual.

I miss that anyway.

"It's not exactly this cold."

It is true that the rain of the last few days has deepened the cold even further.

Don't let it really be a billionaire to go out there.

"Oh, there's no sign."

When I see Mr. Rose's shop, I can tell that there's always a sign out there.

Apparently he hasn't opened a store today.

"Hello"

Speak from the outside to the inside, to the possibility of being inside.

Wait a while but no noise.

"Looks like nobody's here."

"That's a shame. Change the day."

When I turn my heel back, the rattling and the door opens.

When I looked behind him in a hurry, Mr. Rose was there with a big stretch.

"Was it Ivy's voice after all? Please, come in."

There was no sign of Mr. Rose right now.

Is that it?

You're not an adventurer, are you?

"What's wrong with you?

"Eh."

"Mr. Rose, are you a former adventurer?

I'm sure Mr. Druid can't feel any signs, but has he noticed anything?

"Hmm? Could you have done the sign?

Looks like he was still erasing the signs.

Can't you feel it at this distance, or was he such an amazing adventurer?

"No, I can't feel a sign, because I could only hear the door open"

"... you're scared of unconsciousness. You're usually fine."

Mr. Rose sighs a little.

"I have shadow skills. It's a total waste of skill."

Shadow skills?

When I saw Mr. Druid, he shook his head beside him, too.

I wonder if it's a little-known skill.

"I can turn off signs or move around without making a sound, but it's an unnecessary skill for me. Oh, I'm not an adventurer. Because I'm a magic item."

That's a great skill.

But if I did not use it, would it be unnecessary?

And it's amazing that they don't let you sense any signs at all.

It's possible they're coming near you before you know it... isn't this a pretty dangerous skill for me to detect people with signs?

'Cause it's possible that we can talk about Sola and the others.