My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

"............ I showed you something very ugly. Sorry about our member."

The woman in underwear complaining that she was hungry ended up being pushed back into the room where Lyla came out.

After a lot of silence, the deputy leader said so with a face that seemed so sinister. I'm sorry, I said.

- But it's an opportunity for me.

We just got interrupted or even smashed into the atmosphere and the air.

"It's because of this one who came suddenly. My apologies."

And I'm a natural flow, and I get up in a very natural flow. It's a natural way of standing, no matter how anyone sees it. I don't admit to disagreement. It's nature. Oh, nature. Nature.

"I should still have come after installing my promise. This will excuse me for today. In the near future, now I'll be here when the leader is around."

"... yeah, right. It's kind of no longer a conversational atmosphere, so why don't we re-compartmentalize it?"

Good. My suggestion was accepted.

"Tomorrow night...... no, that's subtle. Because I'll be there the morning after tomorrow. Let me get this straight."

"I'll come back the morning after tomorrow."

"Excuse me," he lowered his head, and I escaped from my "Blackbird of Dawn" stronghold.

Just out of the warehouse, he runs all the way to the boulevard so the chaser doesn't hang, and finally breathes.

All right, you managed to retreat safely.

The length of stay was surprisingly short, and I feel like I ended up going to do something because I have to go again, but it is important that I grabbed the atmosphere and so on.

Especially that reaction.

To see that reaction of a deputy leader or an inert beard, my sister's annoying hanging is never something I can handle by greeting her with my bare hands.

I need a souvenir. Absolutely.

Show your face and bow your head. Not to the extent of greeting, sincerity is not conveyed. As a family, I'm sorry.

They're the ones who keep those sisters anyway.

Even if the lowering head plunges into the ground, I don't think lowering it is enough. I really do. That's my sister. There was a fact in front of me that my sister was being looked after by someone else. It hurts my stomach through just thinking about it and feeling heavy.

I'll get used to it now, if you've given me a face like that yet, that reaction... oh man. Horn was horn after all.

Then will the handicrafts still be prey?

I've also talked about being a hunter, and it doesn't make much sense to take something rare or irrelevant that you can buy at a store around here to people who live around here.

I'm not calling you a big guy.

But small items are not enough. I'm talking about a dozen people, and taking a couple of tweezers wouldn't even add up to my belly.

- Aim. It's a little big.

Having set the course for the future, I set my foot straight on the hunting guild.

If it's prey there, it looks good around the sea lions or rabbits.

I wish I had some information.

- Excuse me.

Oops.

When I tried to enter the hunting guild, I was about to bump into someone who had people coming out of the entrance and exit.

A gentleman of good taste to see: black medium fold hat, leather vest, black trousers. I guess it's a good age to say I'm old because my mowed beards and eyebrows are white. Thin and tall.

Though my eyes met for a moment, the old gentleman walked right past me.

... That's your first time. I saw someone other than the receptionist in this lonely hunting guild.

Still, that atmosphere...

"There you are."

Keeping my legs stopped and thinking about who I am now without looking back, I was called out by a receptionist who is still everywhere today.

I'm a little concerned about people today.

I care...... I dare not care.

For example, you didn't feel any signs until you were about to bump into him, or that the signs disappeared again where you broke the alley there?

I didn't even make footsteps, or anything.

I care, but let's not worry about it.

If you think calmly, that old gentleman is also a hunter, it's not too surprising. If you're a hunter, it's no wonder you're in and out of a hunting guild. Neither do I.

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Speaking of which, is this the first hunter I've ever met outside of my master? Maybe it's natural to care as the same hunter.

Well, I don't care anymore.

As usual, when I stepped into a hunting guild with no one on it, I told the receptionist with the cheek wand.

"I need information about the demons. With sea lions or rabbits."

He is not a normal animal, but a demon.

I wondered if it would go through, but the receptionist returned it immediately, not suited to her attitude.

"Are you sure you want a hexagonal deer and a bayonet? Wait a minute."

Oh, I got through.

The receptionist, who speaks exactly of the prey I desire, spreads out the map.

"There's information on the bayonet. But it's a lot like back in the woods."

Yay. Looks like there's a rabbit.

It is a map of that forest, which has stepped to the point of stroking the surface several times. I've never been to the depths, but I can figure it out now.

The river that I personally use as a hunting ground is over there. If you know the starting point, you can go almost anywhere.

And after the fire.

When I went with Lyla, she was probably going after the fire.

Since it is on the map, is that still the landmark of the forest?

I think he's around here somewhere.

It's so far back there that I've never been. It's even deeper than where I met the red bear.

"Can I make a note?

"Go ahead."

Fill out the map you wrote yourself before, after the fire, such things as cliffs, large rocks, and bridges that stand out enough to appear on the map.

"Stingrays are the prey of a few one-star adventurers."

"Probably."

The same goes for the red bear, but if it was about a prickly tooth rabbit, he was hunting in the woods near the village. If you're not alarmed, you'll be fine normally.

Well, most importantly, the problem is that you're often in the back of the woods, so it's hard to find. And running away as soon as you realize they're stronger than you are.

There is also the strength of the individual, but above all the "hard to find" and "escape" points largely dictate the hunting rate of the monster named Stingray.

The need for more than one adventurer would also be because it stops them from fleeing, stops them at once before they escape, chases them, and becomes the manpower to look for them because they cannot be encountered in the first place.

"Aim? Will you wholesale it to the guild?

"Sorry, it's for a gift"

"Oh. Too bad."

Now, unfortunately, the receptionist just laughed powerlessly.

I left my hunting guild after being dropped off by a voice saying, "I'm buying information because I hunted with a red bear."

Limit is the morning after tomorrow.

Travel time and range, go to the back of the woods you've never been to, and come back.

Adding up everything seems like it would be better to move from within today.

It is only a little past noon. I have time.

Let's get ready, reveal it overnight near the woods, and hunt rabbits tomorrow.

If things don't go wrong, this should be about half a day...... they should be back tomorrow night.