𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟐: 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞! 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫!

Meg’s gifted talent was “great runner.”. It shines in situations that require fast running or quick movements.

𝐓𝐋: (韋駄天) 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫: 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟

“That’s why I was better at stealing than the other kids my age.”

“But, don’t do it anymore, okay?”

This is a conversation on the way to the adventurer’s guild.

Among the children in the thief gang, she was exceptionally fast and dexterous.

That’s why she was able to survive until she was seventeen without being killed under the guise of punishment.

Even if she didn’t know it, it was because of this talent.

It’s a sad story that she only had the opportunity to use her talent for wrongdoing, but she has to make up for it in her future life.

Next, she needs to register as an adventurer.

Her job will be a scout.

Being a thief or a pickpocket would be too bad for her reputation.

I’ll write down her affiliated clan and simple profile for her.

Because Meg can’t read or write.

Really, the more I learn about her circumstances, the more I want to crush all the thief gangs that infest the city of Gaillia.

It’s realistically impossible, and if I did that, the street children wouldn’t be able to eat and would die.

But I can’t quite bring myself to praise the thief guild that’s supposed to be saving the lives of abandoned children.

They’re just making tools that are convenient for them. Those guys.

They don’t take them to the blessing, they don’t teach them to read and write, they don’t let them learn any skills to live in general society, there’s no way they can say they saved them.

At least, I won’t acknowledge such salvation.

“Mother Nel. You’re making a scary face.”

Miliaria pats my waist and shows concern.

Oops. That’s not good.

“Being able to get angry for someone else is one of your many virtues, Mother.”

Fufu, the wizard smiles with a chuckle.

I understand if there are a few, but what does she mean by many?

I don’t have that many good points.

When I tell her that, she smiles broadly.

“Your sense of duty, your kindness, your inability to abandon people in trouble.”

She says in a sing-song voice, and Miliaria pats Asuka’s shoulder.

“Good at cooking, good at cleaning up. I can trust you with the household finances.”

This time, Asuka says, “Yes,” and passes it to Meisha.

“You don’t change your attitude depending on the person, and you always finish what you decide to do.”

“Your work is quick and accurate, and on top of that, you’re smart.”

The one who took over from Meisha was none other than Jennifer, the demon staff member of the adventurer’s guild.

She even adds emphasis with great enjoyment.

“You’re strong, a good man.”

Meg takes over at the end, and the five of them strike a strange pose.

Like a choir.

You guys are perfectly in sync.

When did you practice this, damn it.

“St, stop it!”

Embarrassed, I cover my head and run off towards the dining hall.

I can hear the laughter of the women behind me.

They sound really happy.

Damn it, damn it!

And tonight is Meg’s welcome party.

Of course, it’s a barbecue in front of the clan house, as usual.

“To celebrate Meg’s joining, cheers!”

[Cheers!!]

When I raise my cup, the three girls, now four, echo.

And from there, it’s the usual pattern.

Asuka gets a little cheerful with alcohol, laughing and singing.

Miliaria and I match her rhythm, clapping and singing along.

Meisha is eating meat as if she doesn’t care.

At first, Meg seemed a bit hesitant, but she quickly warmed up and started singing with Asuka.

“Eating while making a fuss with everyone is fun!”

“Right, right! Eat more meat!”

“I want to eat vegetables too!”

“Hahaha! There’s no such thing! There’s only meat, bread, and alcohol!”

“The food here is crazy!”

It’s a big fuss.

Of course, no matter how much noise we make, it doesn’t bother anyone.

After all, the clan house is a quarter of an hour (thirty minutes) away from the city walls of Gaillia.

There’s nothing, absolutely nothing, around us.

That’s one of the few advantages of our headquarters. It’s okay to make as much noise as we want.

“By the way, Nelband. What should I do in this group?”

“What’s Nelband (𝐍𝐞𝐥-𝐝𝐚𝐧)?”

“It means Lionel’s husband. I wish you wouldn’t make such a pointless retort.”

“O, Okay. . .”

It seems my name was a trivial matter.

It’s too late now though.

Mommy Nel, Mother Nel, Mama Nel, and Nelband.

I wonder how far this evolution will continue.

“More importantly, about my job. I don’t have to be a thief in town, right?”

“Of course not.”

I want to say, “What are you talking about?” But that’s the life she’s been living up to now.

We need to gradually reform our consciousness.

“Meg’s role is reconnaissance. Normally, I think the main task would be to gather information, look for jobs in town that seem to make money, and raise fame.”

“Hmm?”

She doesn’t seem to fully understand.

Well, at first, I guess she’ll go to the guild with me and pick out requests.

Once she gets used to it, I’d like her to gather information outside the guild.

The value of live information is high. I didn’t have a way to gather it until now.

Just remember the rumors you hear, at least.

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『”𝔸𝕨𝕖𝕓𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤.𝕔𝕠𝕞” – 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖, 𝕨𝕙e𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕦𝕝𝕘𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 “𝕕𝕒𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕦𝕡𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤” 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕠 “𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤”.』

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