The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

"Ivy, what was Mr. Ginal like?

Stop the hand that was preparing the futon for your father's words.

Mr. Ginal?

I don't know.

"Strange, eh - getting belly black all the time?

"Belly black... no, well, I felt that way"

Because that gaze that made Mr. Garritt angry.

I don't care what you think, it seemed fun.

You laughed and deceived me when you noticed my gaze, but I think that's definitely the kind of guy like Mr. Schiffer who puts his opponent in verbal skill and enjoys watching it.

Like Mr. Ratlua, he's not the type to push slowly with a smile.

"Ah, that's not what I want to hear... didn't you feel bad or something?

"Huh?"

Feeling nasty?

I twist my neck to a slightly strange question or a declaration on my way home that doesn't make sense, but it doesn't feel bad.

"I don't have any particularly bad impressions."

"Right."

"Did your father feel anything?

"Well, if I did, I'd want to be two with Ivy, so I'm curious."

To me and you?

You did come to me, not your father, on the way to cooking, didn't you?

But that must be because the souvenir was for me.

On the way home, that uncertain declaration... with that said, you didn't have a father.

"Is something wrong?

But does that make your father suspicious?

That's why I'm deciding that Sora's okay.

"When Mr. Garritt and the others came to the tent, Mr. Ginal wasn't there. I tried to get to Ivy right away, but I felt like they were interrupting me."

Huh?

"Well, I'm deciding that Sora's okay, but stay alert."

"Yeah, okay"

Think about Mr. Ginal in the futon.

What are you going to do when you're two with me?

Wow... I had a nasty imagination.

I heard about people who liked kids in many ways when they were targeted by the organization.

Even when you were attacked in the woods, it was to sell to people like that.

I'm not so close to Mr. Ginal yet, but I don't feel like someone to be wary of.

I feel worried, one way or another.

But I don't know what the hell they're worried about.

We'll see each other again, and we'll be a little careful.

…………

"What are we going to do today?

In the breakfast soup, dip the black bread and transport it to your mouth.

The soup adds milk to the rest of yesterday and the gentle flavor you recommend in the morning.

"Right, you want to go check on the town rumors?

"Yeah. Sounds fun"

Rumors can't be foolish, can they?

If you have a problem, you are obliged to report it to the vigilante or guild.

But no one reports a little change in routine.

It would be too much harder to get a report if you had even reported such trivialities.

But that little change can be very important at times.

"That's settled. Shall we go after a little break?"

"Yeah. Oh, I wanted to wash it!

I forgot.

Dirty clothes, towels, they were accumulating.

"Then why don't we go wash up first"

Nod at your father's words and drink up the soup.

It was delicious today.

Clear dishes and hold a bag with laundry.

I lowered the bag containing the Solas from my shoulder and left the square to find the laundry in the village of Hataka.

A short walk will reveal a lively place.

Laundry still seems busy in this village.

"The laundry would probably be the best place to hear rumors."

"Right," he replies to the crush with his father.

The laundry gathers the people of this village and the adventurers.

There may not be a better place to hear all sorts of rumors than here.

Though many things don't come out of the rumors.

Looking for a place to wash, the place was just empty to see if the laundry was done.

Immediately secure the place and say hello to those on the left and right.

"I'm sorry to bother you"

A woman with a good width next to her right and a slightly older woman to her left.

Both women looked at me and your father and responded with a smile.

Wash from a large blanket at first.

If you don't finish the first thing you have the most strength, your arm will get hard later.

Your father does what he can with one arm, so it's much easier than one.

Listen as you work.

"I was selling something interesting, a new store on the main street, so I'll come back later."

What's so funny?

Don't worry about it.

They say the investigation team could be put together again.

"Uh, really? That's because something went wrong, right?

"Probably, right"

Where the hell do you get that information before the announcement?

Village people are a little awesome, aren't they?

"Something wrong with the trash in the dump?

Hmm?

Dumpster trash?

Turn your gaze to what you hear from a little further away.

I saw a woman scrubbing a large cloth talking to the woman next door.

"Really? Look, my son."

"Oh, are you carrying the garbage to the dump?

"Yes, my son said there was something wrong with the amount of garbage being dumped in the dump."

Your father and I gaze at each other.

And just keep washing it slowly.

"My son, once a week, collects all the rubbish from this village and goes to dump it."

"Yeah."

"The amount of garbage in the dump is always the same."

"Isn't that right? The Tamers are taking care of the garbage."

"What are you talking about! Rumor has it that since Marsha's death, the village's garbage disposal capacity has continued to decline and is now in danger."

"With that said, yeah. The vigilante's good, Tamer. But didn't you hire him?

"Really?

The amount of litter in the dump remains the same?

It doesn't increase or decrease.

That's a little strange.

When I look at your father, I'm serious about something.

"That's right. Have you seen Shami lately?

"With that said, you haven't seen it. It's spring, so it's time to show yourself."

Sharmi?

I don't know, you've never heard of it.

"Isn't she cute? I'm nostalgic."

"Yes, yes. I like it, too. Seeing those kids makes me feel like spring. Is he not here this year?

"I miss you."

I'm nostalgic, do you think it'll be spring?

Is it an animal?

See the people you're talking to.

I really enjoy talking about the shami.

Is she cute?

Don't worry about it.

"Well, over."

Finish washing all the laundry and put it in the basket.

Let's go back to the square and let them dry near the tent.

"I will."

"Thank you. Sorry to bother you"

If you noticed, the left and right people were replacing you, but you greet them and leave the place.

Leaving the laundry, take a little deep breath.

"Dumpster, don't worry about it"

"Right."

I'll report back to Mr. Ginal when I see him.

Listen to the voices around you as you return to the square.

"I wonder what happened to the new species of demons that showed up in the woods"

A new kind of demon?

... Different, right?

It's not about that, is it?

Looking softly at those who heard the story, the three adventurers.

"You mean a bunch of demons that showed up in the back of Hattada village woods?

Ugh, it's about us.

I laugh bitterly when I see your father.

"Oh, there's a new breed there."

"Looks like we're back in the woods. They said the investigation team came out and looked into it, but they couldn't find any traces."

The investigation team's out?

Wow, I'm sorry.

What do you care about moving out of the place early?

"That rumor hasn't disappeared yet."

I nod with a sigh at your father's words.

I can't believe you even left the investigation team.

"Be careful what you do."

"Yeah."

I'm going to be careful.