The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

Exit the gate and head to the place where you set the trap.

When I got the Solas out of their bags on the way, they played with the snow for fun.

The snow that fell last night builds up around the calf at noon without melting.

Mr. Dora said that more and more snow is coming.

"If you keep coming down, you might not be able to hunt."

"Why?"

"Because a lot of snow can make you unable to move."

I see.

I don't know because the snow I've been through is about now, but is it hard to accumulate any more?

Should I give up hunting in the winter?

Even though there are demons that can only be hunted during the snowfall because of it.

"Well, if it was the way it snowed yesterday or so, we'd still be able to set a trap for a few days, so let's do our best"

Nodding at Mr. Druid's words.

"Sola, Ciel. I'll get to where I set the trap ~"

Speak up to Sora and Ciel, who are buried in the snow for fun.

Ciel is still in slime today.

He's not in the mood for Adandala.

Frem and Sol refuse to leave the bag.

Is it cold or is it hard?

Both of them are the latter, I'm sure.

"I'm jingling..."

As I walked to the place where I set the trap, I caught it.

Because of the snow, I didn't realize the roots were popping out.

So I made a big deal out of it.

Ah, my palms hurt.

"How's the wound? Does it still hurt?

"The potion healed the wound, so it's okay. Because it's just a shock and I'm just a little gin"

"Well, the potion doesn't keep the symptoms much under control."

It was good to put my hands in front of me when I sprinkled them, but the place I followed was bad.

I couldn't see it in the snow, but the roots were popping out there, too.

So I suffered a slightly deeper wound to my palm.

The potion healed quickly, but the shock is still gin.

Many times I open and close my hands, but they don't disappear.

"You want another potion?

"It's okay, 'cause the wound's already healed beautifully"

"But does it still hurt? From now on, maybe we should carry a small amount of Sola's potion. If it was that potion, it could wipe out the shock paralysis, too."

Sure would seem to have that effect if it was Sola's potion.

"Mr. Druid. 'Cause it's okay now."

When I look at him, he stares at my hand quite worryingly.

And some sort of sorry vibe.

"Ivy, let's still move Sola and Flem's potion into a vial and carry it around for when something happens. I'm sure it'll help, huh? Shall we?

"... right. Yeah, one in each vial."

Mr. Druid heard my answer and gave me a horrible look.

After all, he seems to care.

You must have tried to help me when I called.

But I couldn't make it because I had luggage on my available arm.

He had a slightly blurred look.

As far as I'm concerned, you don't have to worry about that.

Mostly, it's my fault.

But it looks like some of Mr. Druid hasn't been able to sort it out yet.

"Mr. Druid, Father! Look, let's go. I want to know the results of the trap fast!

"... oh, right. Let's go."

After confusion, Mr. Druid walks out laughing a little bitterly.

My father is really worried.

When I get to where I set the trap, I look around.

Mr. Druid chose a place where the snow was as difficult to accumulate as possible, such as the roots of a tree.

Still, it looks like a few traps have been buried under the snow.

Just make sure it's a nearby trap.

"Ah! Is this it?

The first trap I saw contained a demon resembling a white wild rabbit.

Is the difference between a raven and a fang visible in color and mouth?

"Oh, here it is, a small demon called Siusa. Watch your fangs. Because I chew."

"Yeah."

Is it a demon named Siusa?

Nevertheless, the feeling I see is really wild.

The length of your ears, the size of your eyes.

Well, the wild rabbit didn't have fangs.

In the meantime, faint him and put him in a bag.

I'm used to it.

Confirming all the traps, there are a total of six siusas.

Sort of an accomplishment.

There was just no such thing as Hatsuri.

Too bad.

"I kind of hunted in a trap a while back, but that's so funny"

"It's been a long time?

"Oh, about as much as you taught your senior adventurer when you became an adventurer. So this is the second or third time?

With that said, I heard the adventurers don't hunt too trapped.

Why not?

If I could do it well, it would be a very affordable hunt.

"Why don't you hunt trapped?

"Mm-hmm. Probably used to be thriving, but sometime hunting with swords became mainstream."

"Well, if you're a novice adventurer, I think it's an easy hunt."

"You sure do. Ah, but"

Mr. Druid gives a troubled look.

"Because few adventurers now know the trap in detail unless it's also in the master class. So there's no one to teach young adventurers."

"What? It is."

Don't you have anyone to teach?

But I'd say trapping hunting is elementary, or I'd highly recommend it to those freshly adventurers.

As long as we keep the trap tight, the prey will hang itself from the other side.

"Well, shall we finish the demolition and go back to the village?

"Right. It's a little hard to dismantle this time of year."

Whatever you say, it's cold.

I wash my meat with river water, but that's the toughest part.

Even though summer is a delightful task.

"I can only wash the meat. I'll take care of it."

"It's gonna be the hardest part of the job."

"It's okay."

Ask Ciel to guide you to the river.

And the two of us start dismantling, but it's pretty easy because I'm just good to dismantle.

"Is this it?

I brought the last meat you washed, Mr. Druid.

"Perfect"

When stuck on a banana leaf, place it in a magic bag.

That concludes your business for today.

"Well, I want to take a break, but I want to sell meat, too, and let's go?

"Yeah."

Oh, Sol's rice at the dump.

Should I come back?

"What's up?

"I want to go to the dump for Sol's rice, but you're the butcher first, right?

"What, no..."

"Pep, pep, pep"

You were listening to me, I can hear you creaking out of your bag.

A voice that seems a little uncomfortable, but because of its small size, it has an affectionate voice.

Somehow the two of us laugh.

"Peepee, peepee, peepee"

I seem to have made you unnecessarily angry.

"Sorry Sol. If I sell the meat, I'll come back, okay?

"Ivy? Wouldn't it be nice if the dump was first?

Huh?

But meat... Oh, yeah.

I put it in an authentic magic bag so the meat wouldn't rot either.

When you started your journey, you heard, "Even the authentic version of meat rots," and you believed it and you still can't pull it out.

"Sol, I'm sorry. I totally forgot I'm using an authentic version of Magic Bag."

"Pe ~"

I hear a little dissatisfied.

Besides, I'm about to laugh again, but I manage to contain it.

Mr. Druid also looks patient with his hands on his mouth.

Reduce the grin you manage to engulf and head to the dump.

"Regular version makes it easier, doesn't it?"

"Hmm? You mean the magic bag?

"Yeah. Until now, for freshness's sake, because as soon as I dismantled it, I went to the butcher's shop"

"I see, because they say that time suspension is only in the official version."

I don't have to worry about meat anymore, so let's go to the dump and have a meal.

In the meantime, we have to decide about Sol's rice.