The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

When Mr. Gilmouth and Mr. Etchey drop off their way back to the captain's house, they return to the dining room.

"Ha, don't get any bigger and bigger talking"

Your father nods at Mr. Ginal's words.

Sure, I think it's kind of out of hand talk.

No, do you originally have extra time?

"I don't like it. Druid, can you leave this village right away?

Huh?

"I have a little cleanup, but no problem. How's Ivy?

I can't... right away though.

Check, get ready.

"One day would be fine. Should I stay away from this village?

"Not yet, I don't know. But you should just get ready. Something like that."

To Mr. Ginal's words, he nods strangely.

What is it?

Are you saying that Mr. Gilmouth and the others could be doing something?

"Ah, the Gilmouths are fine. I don't know... there's going to be an investigation team in this village that's going to look into the magic team, so I think we should move early."

Investigation team?

"We can't erase any trace of where we were, so we might be under investigation."

I can see your father's words leaning between his eyebrows.

You have a strong impression of looking into criminals, so you don't want to be the subject of an investigation.

"That's right. There's nothing you can do about it, Captain or Gilmouth."

You're bothering me.

Shouldn't we talk to the investigation team for once?

Leaving the village here seems more likely to have escaped.

"Shouldn't we talk about it once? They're going to think he escaped."

"Surely there's a great chance that you think you've escaped. But there's someone who's coming as an investigation team."

Is it also a problem?

But you're the one who investigates, so you don't have a solid person coming?

"How many serious' decent 'investigators are there?

Hmm?

Serious investigator?

"Ah, half... about?

That the other half isn't real?

"That's... that's a bad organization, isn't it?

I don't think it's entirely possible as an organization that half of us don't work seriously.

How can you not make me stop people who don't work seriously?

Is that also why you can't let it stop you?

"Yes, but it's a bit of a translation."

After all, you mean there's something you can't stop?

Besides, it's not an easy situation to talk to.

That's scary.

Than that...... I'm afraid of Mr. Ginal's expression.

After this story, I feel the stirring air getting colder and colder.

Should I not have asked?

Still, Mr. Ginal knows a lot of things ~.

"Mr. Ginal knows everything."

Is he that informative with investigators?

"Ginal also does the back job, so you'd have more information to pick up over there, wouldn't you?

Oh, that way?

"Well. Because there were many requests from the royal family and the surrounding area. It feels like you've learned a lot. I usually ignore it. You can't get involved, we belong in a neutral organization."

In and around the royal family?

Um, is it okay to talk about it?

You're usually tied up in a contract, and you can't talk, can you?

"Is it okay if I talk to you?

"It's okay, 'cause I'm talking about not hitting the contract"

That's right, can I think of it?

"Ivy, read the contract carefully."

"What! Yes. Hmm?"

I replied to Mr. Ginal's sudden words, surprised, but what?

"Are you reading it right?

"I'm reading it."

Although I try to read the contract thoroughly for now.

"Look, make sure you're contracted to your center."

Focus on yourself?

"For example, if Ivy says no when you need to make some kind of decision, it's whether it's a contract that will be judged no. If this gives the other person the right to judge, they don't sign a contract. See?"

Uh, if I decide no, no, I won't let them judge me.

Oh, I see. You mean I'm the center?

"Okay. Yeah."

"You know what I mean?

"... probably"

I mean, if you want me to keep a secret no matter what I tell you after the contract, I'll make a central contract not to divulge it to a third party, right?

Because if I'm not the center, I could be spoken to by a third party...... right?

Hmm?

I'm a little confused.

Somehow, when you look at the contract, you feel bad about it.

Even though the contract you see here is very concise.

Hmm? The contract you see here?

... Also, my previous memory is interrupting?

I don't know, a contract with a few fine letters... even though I've never seen one in my life.

"Huh."

"Are you all right? Have we talked that hard?

Mr. Ginal looks at me strangely.

And I shake my head to the side.

"Hey, my memory's hanging over me. It's okay."

Reminded me of my contract now.

It's so easy to write, they're all one.

Plus, it has a sentence in it that I'm going to be the center of.

And the contract that Mr. Ginal prepared for me.

"Thank you, Ginal"

When I lowered my head, I laughed and stroked my head at.

A little cluttered.

My hair's gonna be a mess, okay?

"My hair hurts"

It sounded like a pasilli at the same time as your father's voice.

When I saw it, Mr. Ginal's back of his hand was a little red.

"... you're solving my misunderstandings, aren't you?

Misunderstood?

Oh, I like kids.

"Of course."

"Then, isn't that good?

Isn't that right?

"..................... right"

What, in the meantime.

"... if Ivy brings her lover, that sounds tough"

Mr. Ginal looks at his father and gives him a slightly frightened look.

Tilt your neck as you fix your hair with your hands.

Lovers, there's no sign of that at all.

"If Ivy chose, there's no way you'd disagree, is there?

What are you talking about?

Or glad you seem to believe me.

"Is that true?

"Oh, it's just that if you're stronger than me and you can play a good game with Ciel, it's fine. I can leave Ivy to you."

"What?"

"... no, you're against that, aren't you?

"I didn't. I'm just gonna see if I'm strong enough to protect you."

View your father.

He has a very serious look.

I mean it.

Mr. Ginal looks at your father, too, and his face is drawn.

"A good battle with Ciel... what a strong man, it"

I think so, too.

When I look at Ciel, for some reason my eyes are glittering......

What, Ciel's motivated, too?

"Me, because I'm only 9"

Your father nodded at my words and Mr. Ginal has looked at me with a bit of pity.

Why, this is what we talked about?

"I'll even bring you some new tea."

Let's change the atmosphere and talk about what we're going to do.

But, Captain, I went to the house to get some information. If Mr. Gilmouth doesn't come home, I wonder if we can move on.

With that said, it's time for lunch.

Stomach.

I had too much sweets because I hadn't had breakfast.

"What about lunch?"

Concon, concon.

"I'm leaving, I'm fine"

Mr. Gilmouth, to the sound of a knock on the door of his house, Mr. Ginal heads to the front door.

In the meantime, let's just prepare some tea.

"Okay, I'm leaving in three days."

I made some tea, and when I went back to my room, I heard your father.

"Three days later?

When I entered the room, I found Mr. Gilmouth a little irritated.

"Ivy, bad. It turns out the investigators are here. Even the captain can't hold it down."

Mr Ginal is right.

What if something happened?

"Okay. So you're leaving this village in three days."

"It will. We'll give you a hand with whatever you need to get ready."

"Yes."

In the meantime, I have three days, so I'm fine.