It's Not That I Like Using a Blunt Weapon!

Farewell to the carpenters came at once.

The beautiful wooden church, Tiaret Cathedral, was finally completed. Magnificent roof. Durable exterior wall. Luxurious stained glass. Wherever it's perfect and I think I've been involved in this architecture, I feel so proud.

"Sensei, it's a waste. It is better to continue carpentry as it is. Adventurers are always cool. No matter how high the blunt object level is, using swords and magic will make you a fool."

I bow my head to the unfortunate carpenters.

"I'm sorry, but I've decided to be an adventurer."

"But, you know....."

"Stop talking about guzz, guys. I don't care!

"Buildings...."

"Last but not least, I'll send you out feeling good. Besides, I'm just looking. I want to know how far Hannah's blunt instrument will go as an adventurer."

The building beam snips and snips. With that as a signal, the carpenters carried something that looked heavy, covered in cloth.

It's a farewell. Take it. "

When the cloth was ripped off, two hammers, large and small, appeared.

The smaller ones are so-called nail hammers with flat stomachs and tall nails. Because it can be held with one hand, it seems to be useful for both nailing and pulling out.

The larger one is a handheld hammer with a long pattern. The metal part is bigger than the body of an adult, and even the head of a dragon is likely to break with a single blow.

In other words, it is obviously strange that I have a small size.

"Could this be...?

"Oh, it's a special order made by my wife. I'm sure you'll endure a harsh adventure."

"Master..."

I didn't come to say goodbye today, but I can't believe you got me such a nice present.

With tears that seemed to be overflowing with emotion, I declared.

"... I'm going. Let the adventurer industry know the beauty of blunt weapons!

"Ataboo! The teacher can do it!

"Teachers who use blunt instruments are the Han of the Han!

I've even taken some unintentional ale... but I don't care.

With a big hammer on my back and a small hammer on my hips, I left the cathedral behind.

That's what we're aiming for, the Adventurer Alliance we admire!

Karalan.

When I entered the Alliance, I saw a party at the table by the door staring at me.

There are four tables for six and six tables for four indoors. There are also five long standing leg tables, many of which are surrounded by adventurers.

"Uhhhhh...."

Wherever the majesty had gone just now, I was so overwhelmed.

Heavy warrior in thick iron armor. An elf sorcerer with an oak wand. Axeman dwarf with black beard. Is it the bandit who peels the apple with his own knife?

Nobody, he's a war fighter, he's just cool people.

Nori said, "I know the beauty of blunt instruments," but obviously I'm floating.

That's right... If you're an adventurer, everyone wants to use swords or magic. Spear or bow?

Hey, look at that.

Dassa, he's got a hammer.

Kaaaah, your cheeks are getting hot!

Yes, I completely forgot that I had been dyed in earthly culture for a year.

Whatever the myth, the blunt instrument is bad.

The reason of the world that can never be overturned...!

"Welcome, you're not looking. Rookie?"

It was the receptionist's sister sitting behind the counter who called out to me as it solidified at the entrance.

A very glossy adult woman with purple makeup on her eyebrows.

"Hannah Farset. I want to register as an adventurer!

This is a tight introduction to yourself. * Giggle * and the seniors of the nearby adventurers laughed at me.

Oh, am I always the object of laughter?

Well, then, write down what you need on this paper.

When oneesan says so, she gives you a pen and registration form.

I tried to write it out because I didn't want to stand out, but when I pressed the paper, it was a little off.

Is that it?

This counter table is a little wobbly.

It may not bother you if you get used to it, but it seems that the joints are loose due to deterioration over time.

It's hard to write without a sense of stability... I almost unconsciously pulled the little hammer out of my waist belt and tapped the counter.

"Hey, you. What the hell are you doing? If you hurt me, you'll pay for it!

Oneesan's saggy eyes are kissing up.

"Ah, I didn't do it myself. I was so wobbly, I fixed it."

"Ah? Sure, this desk was rattled, but I can't fix it with such a proper slap..."

To confirm, oneesan put her weight on the counter and looked suspicious.

"... it's fixed. How the hell did you do that?

"The God on the desk was lazy, so I woke him up."

"What about it?"

"That's why God on the desk was lazy, so I hit him with a hammer. As I tightened my mind, I had the trees tightened."

"............ hah?

Oneechan's face is distorted even more.

... this is the look on your face that makes you think I'm completely weird.