You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

Wolf asked worriedly, "Won't this really cause you any trouble?"

"This one……"

The appraiser glanced at Wolf, quickly lowered her head, then looked at the elf, and smiled happily after receiving an encouraging look from her "comrade-in-arms."

"That really caused me a lot of trouble~"

Not only do I have to be your guardian, but I also have to be responsible for what you do. Whatever you do will affect me. The two of us are like a community of shared destiny. How wonderful... no, how heavy a burden this is!

However, if the person in question is Wolf, then it's not impossible to reluctantly agree.

After all, besides me, you don't have any other friends in this world who meet the requirements for a guardian.

"Well, I'm just trying to help people, I have absolutely no other intentions, please don't misunderstand!"

"I know this has put you in a difficult position!"

Yosuke felt even more ashamed, and then made up his mind to say, "In that case, Miss Farrell... let me take responsibility!"

"Huh? Responsibility?!"

The appraiser's eyes widened; the sudden turn of events made her tense all over.

"What is meant by responsibility?"

"Of course it's about our relationship!"

Yosuke Shimazaki said sternly, "As a man, how can I let a woman be troubled by something like this? Of course, I should cut the Gordian knot and give you an explanation!"

"Our relationship... sob sob~"

The appraiser's toes curled up. "Suddenly becoming so masculine... cunning..."

"Eh? What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing!"

The appraiser looked at him expectantly: "Continue, continue!"

"……Wait a moment!"

The elf girl standing to the side opened her mouth slightly, only then did she come to her senses, covering her mouth with an incredulous expression, and Iori also showed a surprised look.

"Wolf, Farrell!"

Is it the one I thought?

Right now? Right here?!

No way! "

"There's nothing left to hesitate about."

Yosuke Shimazaki moved closer and looked down at Farrell, who only reached his chest: "Are you ready? You won't have a chance to dodge."

"Woo~"

Yosuke's sudden change to an extremely aggressive attitude left Farrell completely overwhelmed, and she almost fell into his arms.

"You, you begin... No matter what we face in the future, I will be with you—"

"[Dark Sword Appears]!"

Wolf took a step back, a jet-black blade materializing in his hand, which sliced ​​through the air between him and Farrell—

Zheng!

Suddenly, Farrell felt as if something in her body had broken off.

She looked up at Yosuke blankly, while Miss Elf and Iori tilted their heads in confusion as well.

Yosuke Shimazaki, however, seemed quite relaxed and said happily, "It worked as expected. There's no problem now, Miss Farrell."

"Um...wait? No...that...huh?"

The appraiser was a little confused: "What...did you just do? Didn't you say you wanted to...clarify our relationship?"

"Yes, that was a beautiful cut."

"Ugh?"

"Ugh?"

"Ugh?"

For a moment, the three of them couldn't process what was happening, and even Iori's supercomputer-like thinking froze for a second.

"This sword is very powerful. It can not only attack with physical force, but also cut through intangible things, such as sunlight, wind and things like energy fluctuations."

Miss Farrell, didn't you say you were very troubled?

So I figured this contract could be severed too, so I tried it with the dark sword, and sure enough, it cleanly and decisively severed 'the connection between us'!

Farrell: "..."

Elf: "..."

Iori: "..."

Yosuke Shimazaki, with his exceptionally dull senses, was oblivious to the subtle shift in atmosphere and continued to cheerfully display his dark sword magic.

"I didn't feel the binding force of the contract at first, after all, I'm a person who takes things as they come, but Miss Farrell, you reminded me that I still can't cause trouble for others... I don't care, but I absolutely can't implicate you!"

Now you're finally free! That guardianship contract no longer has any effect on you!

Indeed, men really need to take responsibility and clean up their own messes!

"……Yeah?"

The appraiser forced a smile, her eyes gleaming. "This is truly... hehe..."

Unable to find anything to say, the appraiser could only laugh it off.

After Yosuke Shimazaki left and went to the guild to unseal the adventurer card, someone finally couldn't hold on any longer. He collapsed to his knees, looking utterly dejected, and pounded his fist on the ground in regret, his whole body almost turning ashen.

"Waaaaah... Was it my fault...? I shouldn't have said that..."

Before you know it, the little pearls keep falling.

The elf girl crouched down and gently comforted her, but her expression was more numb than sympathetic towards Farrell—she no longer knew what expression to wear.

On the other hand, Iori, who remained completely detached, was even more composed, maintaining a smile even in this situation.

Pharrell, Pharrell, you've been giving away so much for so long... Why are you acting all high and mighty when you have nothing better to do!

Don't you think you're already a complete loser?!

……

"Well……"

Many years later, in a cramped apartment in Japan, Fujimiya Suminaka, a neatly dressed and beautiful female college student who seemed out of place in her surroundings, took off her glasses and covered her face with a handkerchief.

"I can't stand it anymore..."

"Fujimiya...you really are a kind-hearted person!"

Jingwen also tensed up, covered his mouth, and looked like he would collapse if he relaxed even slightly.

"I understand how you feel, Fujimiya!"

"Really, really, how can there be someone like my uncle in the world!"

"Ok?"

Yosuke Shimazaki paused the video, which showed him heading to the Adventurers' Guild. He then turned to the two of them, looking puzzled. "What's wrong with me? Why did I suddenly start crying?"

"I mean, Uncle, you completely misunderstand what the appraiser thought of you—"

"Shut up! Fujimiya! You will destroy the world!"

Jingwen quickly covered his childhood sweetheart's mouth: "There's no going back now. Telling him will only create more regret! It's better not to let him realize it!"

"Ugh... Phew!"

Fujimiya managed to calm down and, after breaking free of his restraints, said with difficulty, "I know, I know... but, but!"

Uncle, don't ask anything, just let me punch you!

"well???"

Yang Jie stepped back three feet: "Why should I be treated like this by my nephew's childhood sweetheart?"

"This punch was for being let down by my uncle... Damn it, I can't say it!"

"Fujimiya~"

"Woooooooo..."

"Young people are easily emotional, but what's so provocative about this video?"

The uncle scratched his head in confusion. "It was just an ordinary day. Similar things have happened quite a few times before."

"Ok?"

Jingwen and Fujimiya stopped simultaneously: "There are still quite a few? Like today... do you mean when you're with Miss Farrell?"

"Right, sometimes it's Farrell, sometimes it's Iori, and sometimes it's someone else."

Yosuke casually swiped across the screen, and different scenes flashed by one after another.

[The setting sun casts a majestic glow upon Iori, a giant prostrate at his feet.]

[Heavy snow, staying in the closed hunter's cabin with Farrell]

In the dead of night, countless spirits gathered.

[In the forest, Iori bathes half-naked in a stream; a strand of golden hair and a trembling pointed ear can be seen in the grass.]

[In the camp, Farrell, carrying someone on her back, reveals a sickly smile as she pours an unknown potion into a soup pot.]

……

"It feels like an incredible scene has passed!"

"Huh? Really?"

Hearing his nephew and the female college student's exclamations, Yosuke paused, then began to replay: "Where?"

"No... it's better if you don't know."

Jingwen gave a perfunctory smile.

"What you're saying makes me a little uncomfortable."

"Um... speaking of which, is there any follow-up regarding the arrest warrant?"

Fujimiya abruptly changed the subject: "Uncle hasn't been arrested for anything similar again, has he?"

"Basically, if I live alone in the wild, the probability of encountering someone and being arrested is probably one in ten."

"Is Uncle some kind of randomly spawning rare monster?"

"I'm the kind of person who, once I fall asleep, I'm definitely not going to wake up, so the villagers often mistake me for an orc and pack me up and take me back to the village."

Yang Jie clenched his fist and said proudly, "However, after many drills, I can now make the villagers realize that I am not an orc within half an hour!"

Because I'm always being kidnapped, I almost never need to actively search for villages. I can find a place just by sleeping, just like teleportation in a game—it's incredibly convenient.

"If any game company used a teleportation system like this, they'd be cursed to death by players..."

Jingwen broke out in a cold sweat. "Uncle, how should I put it... It's unexpectedly dramatic, even though you said it would go smoothly."

"Ok?"

Yosuke opened his eyes wide with sincerity: "Wasn't what I just said easy and smooth enough?"

Jingwen & Fujimiya: "..."

What exactly did they go through, and what kind of malice did they endure, to be able to view their own life from this perspective?

—No, I feel like crying again!

Fujimiya was, after all, a sentimental person. She had been moved by his emotions before, and now she couldn't help but shed tears for her uncle.

"This is the time to drink!"

"Yep!"