Strange Grief Wants to Retire ~ The Weakest Hunter's Hero Dream

"Mr. Klee, the Gladys are here to thank you..."

"Mmm, oh, leave it around there"

"... please open it properly later?

When Eva does, place the luxurious fitting seal on your desk.

Unlike hunters, nobles and merchants have trouble because they send out letters right away. There were many letters left on the desk in the Clan Master's Room that I hadn't even read yet.

I check the seal placed on the top of the seal with the Gladys crest on it and look away.

I don't have a reason to get a thank you note, but isn't it too soon to come in the first place?

As the level of certification increased, the number of letters that arrived at my disposal grew day by day, to an alarming amount.

Especially as regards his status as a clanmaster, it has been noticeable since he almost stopped leaving the capital, and all the letters that he was given were letters begging for some help, invitations, thank-you notes, fulfillment letters, resumes, letters that he wasn't happy with and couldn't help but accumulate.

I know I have to open it someday, but I can't reach it. I'm a person who puts things behind me. [M]

Due to too much letting go these days, some of it has been opened by Eva instead, so that she can even get back to me. That made my reputation better, so I guess I was right.

"I'm busy, too..."

"... Regardless of whether it's addressed to the clan or to the party, I wonder if I can open a letter to an individual in a detour... it could contain confidentiality..."

No, I'm not hiding anything from Eva. You'd know if you looked at me the usual way, wouldn't you?

If there's only one thing I can do about it, it won't hold a secret. Eva sighs small, carefully selected, and still drops her gaze on a bunch of letters that have accumulated, she says quickly.

"Hi Miss Eckler, I think you really liked the cake Klee served..."

Oh, yeah. Apparently there was another handle.

I nodded with confidence at Eva's words. [M]

"Well, I guess so."

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I'm not proud of it, but I know all the sweet spots of this Imperial City. From coffee shops to western confectionery shops, they toured on their own feet one by one. What I don't know is about a [depressed city] store like Eva taught me before, and the cake I prepared to serve Arc is a dish I can confidently recommend.

It is a new and memorable western confectionery shop that entered for the first time when it had just arrived in Teito.

It was lonely at the time of my first visit because of its location in a despicable place, but now it's always queued up, a shop that I can hardly buy in line. Customer service and flavor are three stars. I know the owner of the store.

Even when asked about recommended weapon stores, dojos, and informants, they get stuck in the answer, but as many as a cake shop can answer.

Miss Eclair is a nobleman, but I guess that's why eating was all about luxury and neglected by the taste of Ichii. It is not good if the materials are luxurious.

But I didn't know my choice would attract even the tongue of the Countess... I'm so glad it hasn't been appreciated for a long time. The hunters seem to have a dull taste because of the many chances of eating the plays, so they can hardly agree.

Notice what Eva is seeing, and make her panic and cough.

"Oh. I don't really like sweets, but there's nothing I don't know about this city"

Hard boiled, huh?

".................. I guess so"

But right. Will this make a new cake buddy? I thought you were a troublesome aristocratic lady, but how could you, that tongue seems excellent.

You can't take me instead of Tino, but I definitely want you to introduce me to your nobleman's shop.

Well, that's not what I'm talking about.

I decided to process all the letters on my desk together. [M]

"Well, leave a response feeling appropriately unobstructed. All requests and invitations are turned down... and I'm busy too."

Eva looks at me with white eyes.

I'm sorry to return it without opening it, but reading the letters makes me sleepy, and the letters of the powerful and the merchants are all objects that use hard words and far-fetched expressions, many of which I honestly don't quite understand. The best way to leave it to this brilliant vice clan master is to keep the waves running.

I'd like you to process all the letters without delivering them here anymore, but Eva's sensibilities say that's 'none'.

"... but I don't have any plans"

"... I need to keep my body open. I mean, don't you guys think it's just too much of a letter to one hunter? I wonder if other level 8 is so busy... hunter's real purpose is to explore the treasure hall."

I want you to forgive me for getting involved in a troublesome power struggle, and I'm afraid to deal with a thousand merchants in Haiqian.

When the letter started coming, I thought that if I didn't do anything, the number would keep decreasing, but there's no sign of it. To say that I am all about myself. [M]

Where the extension is made, a bright white puzzle is placed in the frame and hung on the wall into view.

I asked Eva to complete it with me. Actually, that puzzle seems to be the last thing I paint myself, but it was a pain in the ass and I wasn't even close to it.

"Oh, yeah. Besides... I think it's time to paint. Hmm, but where did you get your hands from..."

Without pictures, my imagination is poor. [M] In the first place, I would have to buy painting materials first. I don't know why I bought such a white puzzle, but the more I look at it, the more I feel like stopping myself from the past.

As she frowned and tilted her neck, Eva said as if she could change the subject.

"... That being said, Mr. Klee, it's the cake I sent out to Mr. Ark, but I still have more."

"Huh? Uh, you forgot. How many cuts?

"It's two cuts. I left it in the fridge."

In an instant, thoughts go to the cake. The puzzle can be painted again next time... it's not like I need to paint anything else.

But two cuts... that's a halfway number. I welcomed the Arks and Miss Eclair and ate a slice of them too. Split it for Eva too - two pieces left.

It is a new autumn. I don't know when I'll get it next. This is a matter of liberation. It's not if you're reading it.

You can give it to Liz and Citrie, but they don't really like sweet stuff. Or, by and large, the hunter does not have a tongue to take away the delicate sweetness.

I seriously worried about the mention, tired of thinking as usual, and gave up.

"That's Tino. Tino Choice."

"............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Tino

He was nice. And hardboiled.

Tino is also one of the few cake buddies among the hunters to feel sweet.

Two slices of extra new cake. It would no longer be an exaggeration to say that it was surplus for Tino to eat.

Me and Tino cut two pieces. Just in time. Tino will be delighted, and I'm glad to give back Liz and the others who are always bothering me. I don't know, I put a lot of effort into that junior. I thought you were sorry.

I'm... I'm confused today.

"Eva, I'm sorry, will you wrap it up? Because I'm taking it to Tino's house."

"Huh? Now, is it?

Oh, boy, Eva doesn't get it.

If you don't take it soon, you'll lose the taste of the cake!

"! Okay. Please wait a moment."

Did you notice that you were frightened, and you corrected your residence as Eva panicked.

No, you don't have to panic that far...... Eva is excellent, but don't always react too seriously.

I went to Tino's house a long time ago, but I remember the place because of its proximity to the clan house, and for some reason I have the key. Right, because Liz is privatizing it...

I'd love to put on an escort if I could, but there are so many people on the road to Tino's house that I can handle it.

When I was ready to go outside for the first time in a long time, I was dropped off by Eva with an amazing look on my face and left Cranhouse in a whim.

I've been showing pity lately. It's been a long time since I've seen you.