Gear Drive

"Oh... why did they apologize to me?

Mr. Salsa, in a kind voice, answered me.

"Talk to me," he said, smiling like he was saying, "I know very well that Mr. Salsa is an adult and I am a child.

"I... defiled the letter."

"See...? Oh, this, you mean the envelope?

Gently, the envelope can be lifted.

"Just a little bit, you're dirty. Maybe the mud jumped when you carried me."

"Chi! It's not... it's"

─ ─ ─ Hold the golden hand tightly.

"It was totally, my, careless...... There was a way to never get it dirty, and I didn't..."

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--------For the makeshift pastry, clear it.

"That's the thing, it's annoying. It's sad. A little alarm, something important, scratched. Very, unfortunately......"

Thus, to the first person I met, I apologized, for the first time.

I notice as I say it.

Apologize, wow, it's a casual thing.

This is for your own good, no matter what.

Don't do it for them.

to convey my reflections,

for begging for your forgiveness,

Selfish, act.

I don't like this.

I can't stand myself and apologize.

Oh, my God, that's pathetic.

So much so, I was thinking.

I thought I was stupid.

But the two of you in front of me.

For some reason, I laughed with great pleasure.

"Heh heh, he's a jerk..."

"Oh, you said the exact same thing!

"Heh heh heh! Heh heh heh heh!

"To?"

Mr. Salsa, this is a big laugh.

Why not.

Wow, seriously, that was awkward.

"------hehe hehe hehe! Heh heh... heh, sorry."

The way you laugh, you're a sookie...

"You've heard the exact same thing, haven't you? It was crazy."

"Oh, was that strange?

I can't regret it. I stuck with it, I...

"Haha... uh, I told you, it's Gorill"

"Huh......!?

Mr. Gorill gave me his current line...!?

Well, under what circumstances, you know...

I can't imagine......

"Uh-huh... right. Would it be quicker if I showed you?

"Hey, you..."

"Yes?"

Shroooooooooooooooo......

"Yes!?

Oh, hey! Mr. Salsa! Why are you unwrapping your shoulder hippo?!?

With that clothing, you can take off your pero!!

"Eh."

"Ahhh!

Oh, my goodness...

…………

"... that's a shame, isn't it?

There are things that words are not.

─ ─ ─ Mr. Salsa's, left shoulder to left chest.

It was large, sharpened (...).

"... look"

Mr. Salsa, lift your right hand.

Then a small light gathers in the palm of his hand.

Cua......!

This...!

"…" Restoration (Healers) "!"

"Yes, I was a White Devil." It was hectic, though. But when I didn't have this wound, it was a little better. "

…………

"Do you say" flow path "in difficult terms? This is my left hand, all of it."

That... hurts, or something, I guess I couldn't say...

"Once upon a time, Running Gorill and I, we were at the same party, about 17. Swordsman and Healer. Now I think it's an extreme combination."

Mr. Salsa was an adventurer, too.

"I started an adventurer, and it was about a year and a half ago"

With his clothes back, Mr. Salsa talks.

"In a cave, I had a request for an investigation. They said it wasn't too dangerous."

Caves......

Could it have been a labyrinth?

"We were short of money at the time... I thought I was pulling my legs. I can't fight, and I just need a little recovery. Gorill kept coming forward..."

…………

"Naturally, his sword hurts fast. 'Cause we both knew it. But there was no sword we could buy around any store."

"You guys have always been a heck of a lot to rely on..."

Aunt Sima, as I miss you, says.

"Yeah...... At that time, without being mean, I wish I'd come back here once. But we were asked," It's not a dangerous investigation, so it's okay. "" The sword will be okay a few times. "

"So..."

"The result was, well... It's a big beetleworm demon. The first blow broke my sword. I felt like I had been hit in the head for some reason.

…………

"I was relieved. It was stupid. Gorill pulled my hand, but I, stumble.... a little bit, I got scratched"

It's not a little or anything, is it, Sole?

"When I got dazzled in front of me, there was a crying gorill. It was here. Like me right now, stay in bed, okay? That Gorill was sitting on the side, small and bright."

"I was there too... after carrying salsa in a cargo van..."

"I've been asleep for a week and my voice was blurred, but I told you." Don't look like that "... then?

".................. Yes"

"" It was totally, my, careless......! There was a way to protect you, and I didn't do it!... thats what sucks! Sad! Just a little alarm, something important has been scratched!! Very, very repentant... ""

"Ugh..."

... Mostly, you're a jerk.

"... that's stupid. I'm sorry I stood there. If I ran away immediately, everything might have worked out. Yet..."

Did that happen...?

Mr. Gorill may have stuck all over me because of this.

I'm only 15 kids.

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... Well, that's what happens...

Gorill only hunts golems.

"Huh...! Really?

"Yeah. hehe, you know why?

"What...?

Hey, why?

You hurt Mr. Salsa, not the beetleworm demon?

Huh? Huh?

"... BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Time runs out ~ ~!

"Guh!

This guy, you're a grandpa!

"... what's the right answer?" To new adventurers, cheap, to sell swords ""

Sword, cheap...... ah.

"I was selling..."

"Huh?"

"Mr. Gorill...... sword, guild, full"

"That idiot of yours!! I knew you were still doing it!!

"Oh, I heard you stopped."

"Uh... Um"

Bye... Sorry, Mr. Gorill, something's gone wrong.

"Damn, you're still wearing that dirty leather armor..."

"Alas, Gorill treats the armor very carefully. It's still okay."

"That's why... you'd have trouble making less money for your husband, too!

"No, I got it right where I want it."

Ohh! Ohh!

"Oops! Pansy's awake!

"" Panzi "?"

"Salsa's daughter. That's her name! I'll be in the next room in a minute!

"Excuse me, please"

"That's okay! Yesterday, today!

Butterflies and Aunt Shima leaves the room.

... Oh well, Mr. Gorill, with that armor, kept selling the sword for such a reason?

Because I don't want you to feel the same way about yourself.

To protect the lives of new adventurers.

... Oh, wow, "splendid adventurer".

─ ─ ─ Pompous.

"Ah..."

I'm being stroked in the head.

"─ That's not depressing. Sure, this envelope is dirty. But you did (...), you delivered (...)"

"Mr. Krulkan? The envelope is swordsman! The letter is healer!"

"Huh?"

What, what?

"The envelope keeps the letter inside. from all kinds of shocks and dirt. And the letter, to those who read, gives healing…"

…………

"" Envelopes "served as" envelopes. "So I get a thoughtful letter."

"... of any kind, a proverb?

"Yeah, yeah? Now I think!

"Ha..."

"Oh, but if you're going to protect me, would you rather have a heavy shield job (shield) than a swordsman? Hehe."

This guy, after all, is a grandpa.