My 【Repair】Skill Became an Almighty Cheat Skill, So I Thought I'd Open Up a Weapon Shop

Upon Garnett's suggestion, he decides to return to the separate residence of the Argentian family.

Abigail, the samurai, had once again spooked me for returning before sunset, but today I was tired of walking around for shopping, so I felt strongly that I wanted to get some rest soon.

Take a break in the living room, then pick up dinner, wash away the sweat of the day, and then enter a slow and relaxing position.

It was only two nights later that His Majesty the King would return to the King's capital, and everything he wanted to do ended, including purchasing souvenirs.

Now, as planned, I could vacate the whole day tomorrow and the day after.

Should I decide where to go and what to do?

You might want to ask Abigail to tell you where she recommends you.

With that in mind, there were signs of visitors at the front door, and Abigail headed in to respond.

Coming back a while later, Abigail held a large bag with both hands.

"... what the hell is that"

"This is your luggage from the Sundial Chamber of Commerce. The price was that we had already received it, including shipping charges. Don't you know Master Garnett?

"No, not at all"

Garnett leans his neck surprisingly, but I had a sense of the contents of the luggage.

"That was faster than I thought. I can't believe it arrived today."

"Am I the White Wolf's, your stuff?

"Well, kind of."

With the garnets sending their gaze with interest, they open a well packed bag.

The contents of the bag are several pieces of clothing. That's not the right size or design for me to wear.

Hand the clothes to where they should be, remembering with gratitude and admiration Chairman Dorothea's swift and reliable work.

"Look, Garnett"

"... Huh?

Looking completely struck by surprise, Garnett received his clothes while being pressed.

"You went to the Sundial Chamber of Commerce today. That's when I talked to Chairman Dorothea about 'I want clothes that look good on Alma and Garnett'. I was hoping you could deliver it to Green Hollow later, but it would be amazing if it arrived within that day."

"Oh, you......! You told me that where I wasn't!

Garnett shouted with a face that couldn't be angry or confused, but the clothes stayed tight and didn't throw them away.

"Exactly, Master Luke. You can't leave this courtesy unattended. Come on, come here."

"Hey, hey! Don't push me!

Obviously in a superior mood, Abigail pushed Garnet's back and disappeared into another room.

Only one person is left in the room and keeps waiting for a while.

Eventually, Abigail took me back to see Garnett, and I almost forgot to breathe.

Outdoor clothing for walking around the city dressed uncomfortably in everyday life, as if it were a different outfit for a party worn at a night club or a samurai outfit for a weird (...) outfit (...) worn yesterday.

Clothing that colours the wearer very naturally, without excessive exposure and without excessive embellishment.

But it's like a base ring that supports a gem if it can be a metaphor.

However, the face of a girl named Garnett was seen wrapped around her clothes like a glowing garnet (garnet) in a precious metal ring.

"Say something... I knew you wouldn't say anything. Whatever you say, I have a bad feeling about it. But hey."

"... you don't like it? I've been thinking about what to say."

"I don't like it because I don't like it... oh shit, I'm not feeling well at all..."

Having such an exchange, Abigail, who had left the scene at some point, came back with another bag from the front door.

"I couldn't hold it at once, so I put it behind me, but I actually still had my stuff"

"Oh, my God. Hey, what the hell did you send me?"

Garnett skewed his face in a blatantly curvaceous manner.

The gap is supposed to be awesome anyway because it's a girly cute outfit and has the usual rough chatter and expression.

Around the time I feel that's rather good, I'm probably getting up there, too.

"This is accompanied by a letter from Lady Dorothea. Would you like me to read it to you while you cross the border?"

"Can you ask?

"Accepted. Stereotype greetings will be omitted. So..."

Abigail did the trick of coughing it up, and then began to read out Chairman Dorothea's letter in a voice that would go better than usual.

"... Now, as you ordered, we have shipped Sir Garnett and Miss Alma what we think looks good on them, but we have something to be very disappointed in. That is a concern that Lord Luke's outfit next to your brothers and sisters will create discord…"

"Hmm...?

I had a feeling the flow would change somehow.

This forward gesture is no way......

"… Sincerely, I would like to give you clothes that reconcile quickly with the meals that we have shown our brothers and sisters. Since it is a voluntary activity for both of us, we will not charge you for it. We hope you will call us when you go out with your brothers and sisters..."

Dorothea's good smile comes to mind.

Shit, I'm totally fucked.

I can't keep up with unexpected events.

Behind bringing the consultation to Dorothea to send clothes to Garnett, Dorothea was planning on garnetting - or letting me dress like I deserved to walk next to Alma.

And naturally, Garnett put his hand on my shoulder with a grin like a bad boy in his face.

"I'm glad it's your clothes. Naturally, you're gonna show it to me, aren't you? It's not fair that I'm the only one dressed like that."

"I also agree with Master Dorothea as he crosses the line. I was foolish to see you walking next to your daughter dressed like an adventurer."

The pressure from both of us pinches me from left to right.

Apparently, there's no escape.

Giving up the futile resistance, I moved to another room to get dressed.

"... I know it's clothes that are out of style, but do they look good like this?

If you dare to describe it in words, it is clothing that is said to be tarnished, sprinkled, or sprinkled.

It is simple and sophisticated without wildness, and looks moderately good without disgusting flashfulness.

But for me, when it came to clothing, the focus was on sturdiness, ease of movement and long-lasting ease, and it was a substitute for choice over practicality.

Whether or not this hand's clothing fits me so well.

Even the other night when I was in club clothes, I said I laughed bitterly at the lack of suitability.

"But well... you can't just not wear it"

Get dressed with anxiety and never go back to the two of you.

When Garnett and Abigail rounded their eyes together, they didn't hesitate to take a serious look from various angles.

"Heh...! That's cool!

"Skinny seems to be an advantage. That's the standout of the Sundial Chamber of Commerce... I'm not insulted."

I appreciate that you're getting a positive response, but I'm really more embarrassed than happy.

Garnett laughed invincibly as if he had seen through such an inner part - and the atmosphere of his outfit made him look cuter than usual - but he peered into my face, upset.

"Now you know how I feel a little bit? I know how you feel, by the way. This guy's fun if he's got other HR!

"It's not even fun to change men's clothes..."

Honestly, there was no denial about either feeling, so I try to distract myself while understanding that it was a painful escape.

But a horizontal spear smashing such resistance into Garnett's spare time was rolled out of a separate squad called Abigail.

"You both look great. Beautifully harmonious use of colors if you walk side by side...... you are the master of that path if you made this choice. Whoever sees it will understand at a glance that they are lovers to each other."

"Hmmm......!?

Garnett sounds weird and stiff.

In the meantime, Abigail continued to talk even with momentum such as water on the stands.

"I hope you go out tomorrow with all your clothes. I should definitely do that. Abigail, I don't even hate to root for other clothes, wash them, and lose my options."

"Oh man, come on......!

Next to Garnett, who couldn't even be properly angry, I could only look up at the ceiling without saying anything.