I Aim to Be an Adventurer with the Jobclass of “Jobless”

I still don't have a dinner bell.

I had some spare time, I was checking tomorrow's class, but I heard chatter - turning the door knob on the door.

Then,

"Oh, he was already here"

From the open door came into the room a man with a high voice, like an unvoiced boy.

"You're in the same room?

"Yeah. Two years of Elicia Heinest. Elicia is fine. You're in the same two years, right? Nice to meet you today."

Elysia offered her right hand and asked for a handshake.

"Oh. It's Mars Louina. I'm fine with Mars, too. Nice to meet you."

I named him back and held Elysia's hand tightly.

For a man, I cared about his little hand, but Elysia also held my hand back firmly.

He's a very respectful man.

(... but... the lines are much narrower)

Is it eating right?

He's ten centimeters taller than me, and he's small overall.

The silver eyes that looked up at me gave the impression of being riddled and elite.

Whoever sees it, he looks but has a neutral face that he will feel neat.

"What's wrong?

"No, I thought you looked like a woman."

"Haha... they say that a lot, but I'm a boy, right?

I can see from the pioneering attitude how they kept saying the same thing.

Apparently, I'm not the only one who thinks of Elicia as a woman.

(Well... you can't help but be misunderstood with this look...)

If this is a woman's clothes, no one will suspect a woman.

"I wonder if a little more height would help me not get extra misunderstood..."

"Sometimes it's because you have long hair, right?

Elysia tied the silver hair as beautiful as a crop together with strings.

I don't think the expression beauty to a man is disproportionate, but there would be no problem with that analogy when it comes to Elysia.

There will be many beautiful haired women who are indispensable to care for, but I still feel they are not far from the beauty of Elysia's hair.

"... you really don't want to cut your hair. Even if they have the wrong gender."

Elysia looks like she's touching her hair worryingly with that being said, but all she looks like is a woman.

Eighty-nine out of ten shook his head sideways even when he told me he was a man. Nobody seems to believe it.

But I do have no body to cut such beautiful hair because I want to be seen manly.

"Nothing, you don't have to hang up, do you? She has such beautiful hair.

I won't stop you if you really want to, but if you don't want to cut it, you don't have to. If you want to be seen like a man, there will be any other way. "

……

Did I say something weird?

She looked at me with her eyes round, as if Elisia were looking at something strange.

"Ah... no, it was the first time my friends had told me that, so I was surprised... But I'm glad you said that. Thanks."

"Friends...?

Is that possibly what you're talking about me?

"I'm going to, all of a sudden, could I be?

(What the...)

Apparently, we're already friends.

(I didn't know... I didn't know a friend was something I could do so suddenly...)

Without any effort, the purpose of making friends has been fulfilled.

"Maybe it was annoying?

"Yes, no, that's not true. Ning Lo, as much as you want from me. Elysia, will you be my friend?

"Haha, it's not about being asked. I told you. I already said I was going to do that. Thanks again, Mars."

Smiling, Elisia asked me to shake hands again.

Elysia's face, which she laughed at, is cute as a girl. but naturally you can't say that in your mouth.

As for the words that stand for him, even if they were very appropriate.

I held back the hand I was offered.

That's how I made my first friend.

Then immediately the bell rang,

"Mars, why don't you go to dinner if you want?

We decided to go to the dining room, skinning Elysia's words.

Leaving the room, the hallway is busy with the students, and they descend the stairs in trifles.

"Everybody start moving as soon as it's time to eat.

College classes have a lot of practical skills, so you'll be hungry for that. "

Elysia told me that story as I went down the stairs to follow around.

In fact, when I get to the dining room, it's filled with many students to prove the word.

The proportion of the species living in the quarters still appeared to be high in humans, but various species could be ascertained, such as foresters (elves) and werewolves (wearwolves), blacksmiths (dwarves) and dwarves (hobbits).

"You have other species living together, this is the place."

"Yeah. I was surprised at first, too. But if you think about it, it's natural, right?

This is not a human school. It's a training agency for adventurers.

I don't care what race you are, you're attracting good students. "

I thought Larnia said that earlier. If you don't like it, you can exercise your strength.

Full meritocracy nurturing agency.

You're allowed to exercise strength, including rubbing between races?

"I have a lot of problems, but I think I'll find that out in my life. More than that, let's eat now."

Elisia pointed to the counter in the dining room.

"There's a counter over there where everyone's getting their food, right? I'll take the tray over there first and choose from it because there are three kinds of menus"

Nerfa was carrying the food one after the other on the counter.

There's a menu sign set up there.

"Recommended dishes of the day"

• Sautéed chicken with salted lemon butter sauce

- Stewed white fish in tomato sauce

• Stew of lamb with plenty of vegetables

It's all a dish I know as knowledge, but it was just something I never actually ate.

I was originally not bound to a meal, and when it came to the dishes I made, I baked and ate the meat of the monsters I hunted myself, and picked and ate the mountain vegetables, which were all very crude for the dishes. But the food that comes out here is beautiful and luxurious.

Students lined up at the counter received one dish after another, and our turn soon turned.

"Ah, Mr. Mars, Mr. Elysia"

It was Nerfa, who was busy carrying the dish, but when he saw me, he stopped his leg carrying the dish and bothered to say hello.

"Welcome. You're already friends with each other in the same room."

"Oh, we're friends now"

"That's a good thing. So, in honor of your friendship, we'll be serving you specially tonight."

"Am I okay too?

"Yes, of course. Choose your dish first"

Then I'll have a stew.

"I'm in awe. What about Mr. Mars?

"They all look delicious, but which Nerfa recommendations?

"We serve it all with confidence,

If you want to make it strong, I would recommend chicken to Mr. Mars.

I think you're tired of just being incorporated today.

Chicken and sauce lemons, which have a physical fatigue restoration effect, are the perfect dish for Mr. Mars today.

We also recommend rice for staple foods. "

and an immediate response.

Exactly a maid's mirror - you're a maid in a maid.

Let me call you Perfect Maid in my heart in the future.

"If Perfect Maid says so, let's do it"

"Yes?"

"... sorry, forget it"

I accidentally spoke to my voice.

(We need to be careful in the future...)

As recommended, I put the chicken lemon sauce sauce sauce sauce from the counter on the tray.

"So this is a service to both of you. Enjoy it as a post-meal dessert."

A bag of cookies was placed on me and Elysia's tray.

"Wow, thank you. I'll take it later."

"Cookies..."

I miss it. Before I got my mind on it, my master (Eine) used to buy me cookies.

I myself didn't have much interest in the kind of preferences because I thought the act of eating was about nourishing to live, but the taste of the cookies I was told to try on that day was very sweet and happy.

(Now that I think about it, I guess it was her whim to buy something like that...)

"Maybe you didn't like the sweet stuff?

Nayfa looked at me worryingly wondering how I was doing when I was silent.

"... no, that's not true. Cookies, thank you."

"Yes!"

To my response, Nayfa smiled satisfactorily.

When we received the food, we searched for a suitably vacant seat.

"Well, let's have it."

Elysia said, "I'll have it," hand in hand.

I put my hands together so I could learn, and I started eating.

Hold down the chicken with a knife and cut it into easy-to-eat sizes with a fork and carry it straight into your mouth.

"-!? This..."

The refreshing flavour of lemon sauce counteracts the oiliness while the juicy gravy fills the mouth, unlike chicken.

The sauce isn't just lemon, salt...... is it?

It seems to be adjusting the flavor with some seasonings.

I guess it's adjusted to be the right sauce for chicken.

In just one bite, I found that I had a variety of tastes in this dish.

Is this being held from ingredients?

But if we were to prepare luxury ingredients for students, we would need a lot of money...

I'm just wondering where you're getting this ingredient.

"Do students here eat this stuff from time to time?

"Haha, I also know Mars is surprised. You're a very good cook, aren't you, Mr. Nelfa? Rumor has it that the Royal Palace is inviting you to be the head chef."

Even so, I didn't think it was surprising.

Eating so much food changes my dietary values.

I seem to have enriched my life just because I think I can eat this meal every day from now on.

"I'd like to try some other dishes."

"If you like, why don't you try my stew too?

"Are you sure?

"Yeah, fine. Oh, but the spoon..."

"Hmm? Then can I borrow the spoon that Elysia uses?

When I reach out,

"- Huh!?"

Elisia shook her body viciously about what surprised her and dropped the spoon she had onto the tray.

"What's wrong with you?

"Uh, uh, yeah. Oh, sorry, it's nothing. I dropped the spoon, so maybe I shouldn't use it."

"Even if you want to drop it, it's on the tray, and you're gonna be okay, right?

"... oh, oh, yeah, okay"

For some reason, I felt uncomfortable dyeing my cheeks red, Elicia.

Is there something wrong with what I said?

With hesitation, Elysia handed me a spoon.

And for some reason, he's looking at me.

No way...

"Elysia, if you have a problem, tell me. You don't have to give me a meal if you don't want to, do you?

"Heh...?

'Cause it's certainly not funny to lose your food.'

Getting a day's food would require a lot of consideration.

Ingredients trade for money if they're meant to be, but right now, I don't have the price to pay for Elisia.

"Maybe you cared about me just incorporated, but you should eat this than you can pay for anything"

"Oh, yes, no, I'm not! That's not what I cared about."

It was Elicia who tried to say something, but in the end she turned away from me without being able to say anything.

My face is red again for some reason.

"And anyway, you can eat Mars without worrying!

(I don't know, I feel annoyed by it...?

"... do you? Then I'll be glad to."

Squeeze the stew with a borrowed spoon and sip the pack.

"Delicious..."

"Right."

Elysia has smiled at me for losing words to so much delicacy.

No, I expected it to taste good, but I didn't think it was this far.

Looks like soup, but far thicker than soup.

The taste of the cream expands to envelop the bottom.

The taste and touch of potatoes and lamb stained with the taste of the soup entertained the act of taking a meal.

"It's a happy day to have two delicious dishes a day."

"As delicious as it sounds."

"I've learned the importance of eating. I have to thank Elysia, too. I'll be sure to thank you."

"That's not me, I need to be Mr. Nayfa, who's cooking for me"

"But it was Elicia who actually shared my food with me. Say thank you, but if anything happens, you can always tell me. It's bound to help."

I said, I tried to give the spoon back to Elicia.

……

Elisia didn't say anything, she was just looking at me.

However, those eyes are vain and hectic somewhere.

It's just that it was really a flash, and maybe it was my fault.

"... right. Then, please."

Elisia smiled and received a spoon.

"Speaking of which, before Mars came here, were you in another college somewhere?

"No, you never put yourself in a special educational institution."

Anyway, I was unemployed before I got here.

"It is. As you may be asking, it's pretty rare to be a student in this college."

"Apparently. In my case, I know it sounds pretty special, but I happen to know the instructor here, so I'm gonna have to put him in here."

"Heh... Recommended...... what is it? Nayfa told me you had a new tenant coming."

"Oh. Recommended students are rare, aren't they?

"Yeah... in our school year, not a single student came in with a recommendation. So..."

When Elysia said something,

"Heh - if you think it's a face you don't see, you're an integrator"

Suddenly, a tray was placed next to my left.