The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

"There isn't."

I will look into details such as the window frame of the store and the shadow of the pillars, but I can't find them.

"This is what makes you mean."

Me nodding at Lord Foronda's words.

Mr. Druid laughed bitterly.

The festival starts in 10 minutes, I want to find it at all costs!

"Oh, I found it!

As I was re-establishing my temper, I received a delightful voice from Lord Foronda.

When I went to see it with Mr. Druid, he had a small box in his hand.

"What color was it?

Foronda lord who opens the box to Mr. Druid's words to make sure.

"Too bad this isn't white. This is silver."

A colored powdered dough that lets you see it on your palm.

Silver indeed.

"Some colors are so beautiful."

"Yeah, it's beautiful, but I want it white"

I laugh about Lord Foronda, who I'm really sorry for.

Mr. Druid can't stand being followed and laughs.

He gave me a resentful look, but I and Mr. Druid can't stop laughing.

"Excuse me."

"I'm sorry."

"No, I don't mind. A friend of mine tells me. 'When you concentrate on something, you go home to your childhood heart, right? You're a good old man.'"

That's......

I saw Mr. Druid holding his mouth down with his hands.

"Well, let's try a little harder"

Trying to follow Lord Foronda, I saw a few boxes lined up behind a garment store sign in sight.

"Oh, that!

Lord Foronda and Mr. Druid look back in my voice.

"Isn't this it?

The excitement I found made the words a bit...... well I guess it's ok.

Remove the box from behind the sign.

5 in all.

Wonder why there are as many as five, but you don't have a problem with it.

"Five?

"Yes, it's okay, isn't it?

"You'll be fine."

Mr. Druid will check the contents of the box.

The contents contained 2 white, 2 silver and 1 gold.

"It's white. Ivy, wow."

"Lord Foronda, one please"

"What! No, that's fine"

"Because it's what we all found. Mr. Druid and I are traveling together so one for two. Lord Foronda is one because he will behave differently again. I hear you have some good things to do, so pray for the safety of your journey."

It's a new event from this one, so I don't know if it's true.

I'm sure you'll convey your feelings.

"Thank you. Well, we'll have to hit those in black for sure."

Pippy.

"The treasure hunt is over. Now, the festival begins. I wish you good health and happiness so that you are not injured… here we go."

Cheers echo from all over the village.

"Well, here we go. Is that it? Where did you do the dough?

As Lord Foronda peeks at the bag he is lowering from his shoulder, a voice is heard from behind.

"Yes?"

"Have a good year!

Along with the voice, colored powder dough can be bumped into the three of us.

It didn't hurt because it came from nearby, but I was surprised because it was an accident.

"Whew!"

And when colorful colors appear on the clothes, a little powder dances.

Is that a signal? Then the dough flies.

"You can't lose this."

Winning or losing doesn't matter, but I do kinda hate being left to do it.

Take out the colored powder dough and look around.

You should color it for sure.

... Hard!

"Oh, ho, ho."

When I turn my gaze to the voice that spills in, I see a color powder on Mr. Druid's face.

"Mr. Druid, you look amazing."

It has blue powder from Mr. Druid's left cheek to his neck.

"When I avoided it, a different dough hit my face"

"Shouldn't you avoid it?"

"... just like that. You're a commercial disease of adventurers."

Hit the dough around us as we talk.

"Ivy, that!

Black clothes if you look at the one who points to Lord Foronda's voice!

"Found it! Let's go. Oh, I got away!

With that said, it said that people in black get away with it.

Follow me with Lord Foronda, Mr. Druid and I.

I see a few of them following.

When I try to get through between people, a dough hits my head.

"Wow, sorry!

"It's okay! Excuse me, I'm interrupting!

"Is that black? Come on, let's go!"

As I walked through speaking out loud, I was somehow supported.

Doing so will pave the way for those who realize it.

Besides, I hear voices of support one after another.

"Wow, I can't take this off"

Mr. Druid smiles bitterly at the support from around him.

"Ahhh."

I hear ridiculous voices from before.

Seeing, one man is dropped.

What's the matter with you?

Too much passing through to see how it goes.

"The white dough is getting harder to crack! Watch out!

Hard to crack?

So you're saying it's hard to turn into powder?

"Crush it in your hand and rub it directly"

Nodding at Lord Foronda's words.

All right, I'll do my best.

"Wow."

A man in black stops.

Apparently, even from the other side, people came and pinched him.

I caught up!

Lord Foronda crushed a white dough in his hand and touched the shoulder of a man in black.

"Yes, success. Have a good year."

"Mr. Druid, hold my hand"

"Hmm?"

Put the collapsed white dough in Mr. Druid's hand as well.

Then together, they put white powder on the arms of the man in black.

"Have a good year."

"Feet, that's fast. Have a good year."

"Ha ha, because the fast legged ones have been chosen for this role. Have a good year."

Was it?

I'll thank you, and then I'll go find someone to bump the rest of the dough.

I'm tired because I ran.

"Ah, silver!

When I hit the woman in front of me with a silver dough, I was so happy.

"Thanks. Have a good year."

"Have a good year."

When I looked in the bag, the dough was gone.

Sounds like I bumped everything at some point.

Pippy.

"We're done for the day. I hope your year is a good one."

Applause happens out of nowhere.

"Tired."

Nodding at Mr. Druid's words.

"I'm tired ~"

Lord Foronda sits on the spot.

"You can't run for real in a good year. My legs are shaking."

Laughter occurs in Lord Foronda's words, not only from me and Mr. Druid, but from around.

When you look around, you see people sitting around everywhere.

"We need to get a little more strength from next year."

"Grandpa, are you going to run around next year?

I hear voices from a short distance away.

Seeing, a slightly fat older man with gray hair sits up.

Before that, the appearance of a young woman.

Are they parents and children because they look alike?

"Naturally. Next year I'm gonna hit that black guy."

"Don't push me anymore! He's a good old man!

"It's okay, I'm still young"

"What are you talking about! I always say they work because it hurts everywhere! If you're young, you won't have to work anymore!

"Gu......"

Laughed louder.

"Hahaha, you're fine. Well, I'm about to run out of time."

Lordship Foronda was standing up and dropping the attached sand as he laughed at the exchange between an elderly man and a woman.

"Really?

Too bad.

"Yeah, there's going to be a gathering. I'm going to promote the town."

Is that your noble job?

Then I have no choice.

"Good luck with that. I'll go check it out tomorrow."

"Thanks. I'll do my best tomorrow. Thank you for your help, Druid."

"Welcome, thank you"

Drop Lord Foronda off walking toward the vigilante jar.

"Well, shall we go back to the inn too? I want to dye these clothes."

"Yeah."

Looking down at his body, he had been wearing a lot of busy clothes before he knew it.

"Wow, this blue is beautiful"

The flank is bright blue.

I can't see my back, but I felt it hit my back quite a bit, so it would be amazing in the back.