Chapter 574 – Claire Mirpur
It came down from the floating island as if running away.
I don’t know if it’s because of my mood, but every person I ran into sent glances asking where the person who had been so injured was going, so I hurried.
I rode a wagon on the ground and headed to the area of coexistence.
I left my body in the shaking room and lost myself in thought.
It’s been a long time since I met Mr. Blan.
The last time we met was during the Holy Ghost Festival.
I met Claire once in a play not too long ago, but at that time I hadn’t seen Mr. Blan because the demon king was making a fuss.
How are you doing
Soon I passed the gateway to the Dragon’s Territory.
The win-win zone was lively.
Even in the days when it was divided into three districts in the past, it wasn’t that it wasn’t lively.
Milia is rebuilding her gutter well…
I scratched my head and looked at the map.
In the past, she may have been talking to Mr. Blan and asked him to visit him.
Gold knows Mr. Blan’s address, but he wants to move as stealthily as possible this time.
Mr. Blan’s house was in what used to be called Wolf’s Territory.
It used to be a place where middle-class people lived.
When I thought of his excellence, he was a slightly unconvinced residence, but now that the three districts have been combined.
Come to think of it, did Sers have an adventurer’s guild?
What is Mr. Blan doing?
As they neared the house, they got out of the carriage.
I stopped by here and there to buy something to eat.
My dad used to tell me to buy something and go when going to someone else’s house.
He told me not to buy it if he didn’t like it.
I feel like Mr. Blan can eat anything, but what about Mr. Claire or Elter?
Mr. Claire served me a lot of delicious dishes, but he himself didn’t eat much, and El Terre… I feel like he eats well, regardless of the child?
I thought the fruit would be simple, but I was a bit sorry that I had to carry only one fruit as it had been a long time since I had been looking for it.
It’s been more than a few months since I put on grace and decided to repay.
There were circumstances, but it’s embarrassing.
I was still feeling pathetic, but I wanted to buy something expensive.
Sweets would be good too.
It’s a fantasy world, but whether it’s because of strangers or because of the gods, even in Elyunar, where the concentration of modern culture is high, sweets are a considerable luxury.
I went to a luxurious shop nearby and bought a bunch of chocolates or candies, and this time I went in search of fruit.
Elter seems to like sweets, but the two of them, especially Claire, might not like sweets, so they decided to buy something decent.
Coincidentally, there was a large fruit shop a short distance from Mr. Claire’s house.
Such as bananas or apples. A fruit shop that has everything you need.
Really. Snacks are not well distributed, so where are they distributed?
It’s so convenient it’s great!! Elyunar!
“Oh. Brother. Are you going to give me a wife?”
The owner, who had a stern look, was miserable, and I replaced it with a wry smile.
When someone I don’t know talks to me, I get nervous. Hoek.
[This shit… Drehem…]
[…
…
Are you kidding me? Huh? I can’t even joke? Ok?!
“Brother, the one on the shelf over there is fresh. It’s new today.”
At the words of the owner, I decided to go and pretend to be deceived.
I didn’t believe the merchant’s words straight away, but I’d say this is fun.
Indeed. The fruit on the shelf recommended by the merchant was shiny and looked fresh at first glance.
Hmm… But the bakery.
This…
“Only the surface is processed so it looks clean.”
“…!”
A woman’s voice full of composure like a oriole.
“The owner here has a knack for processing, so those who come for the first time forget… Oh my.”
When I turned her head away, the woman who had been kind to me also covered her mouth with her hand in surprise.
A woman wearing a long skirt and a short-sleeved sweater, with her silver blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, wearing clothes and hair in the style of a housewife.
But her face was young enough to believe that she was in her mid-twenties.
Her slender, narrow eyes make her smile softly when she’s still, but when she smiles, her foxy impression stands out.
I felt like I was older, but rather than looking older, I was more mature… Feeling very naughty.
A sensual scent wafts in the air.
She feels that way even more because of her bursting breasts and hips.
So, who is your opponent?
“Mr. Claire.”
One of the people I had decided to meet this time showed up out of the blue.
“Oh… Dragoon?”
In the middle, she changed her name.
I guess you thought it would be difficult if my name came out.
That’s true.
I didn’t do that before, but these days, when I walk around the streets, I come. That is the sword of madness. Oh, it’s eight days. Wow, it’s a dragoon… I can hear the same gossip.
So these days, I use light skills and magic in parallel to adjust how others see me.
Besides, today he is wearing jeans and a short-sleeved tee, not his usual laggy adventurer outfit.
She wouldn’t be able to recognize people who are familiar with me, but Mr. Clear immediately recognized her as soon as he saw her face…
This…
You are interested in me!
Big. I can’t believe this kind of silver married woman is interested in me!!
[Eek.]
[The price is good. Kkeukkeuk.]
A disgrace that delights in my indulgence.
What. By the way.
“Mr. Claire.”
I smiled broadly and pointed to the fruit.
“Could you pick some fruit for me?”
Now that we’ve met, shouldn’t we go amicably?
Mr. Claire laughed and nodded his head.
After picking the fruit right away, I paid the bill.
The fruit shop owner took turns looking at me and Mr. Claire, and then groaned.
“What is it? Do you and Claire know each other?”
“Little bit.”
“Ho, is that it? Huh?”
It’s an anxious face.
But it crosses the line
Rather than asking in a playful tone if that’s the case, it’s the intention.
Rather than worrying about whether Claire is doing ‘it’ over her husband, Mr. Blan, it’s more like anxiety as a man.
“No. He’s my friend.”
“Yes. He is my husband’s friend. Huhu.”
Claire gently caressing my shoulder without denying it.
I barely endured it because I thought I would get an erection with just that.
“Ah. I again… “
Visibly relieved, he smiled and gave his thumbs up.
“Claire. Tell me if you’re lonely If it’s a drink, I’ll hang out with you.”
…One
“Yes. I’ll be grateful for your heart. Huhu.”
“Ah. It’s not just my heart, it’s okay anytime. If it’s okay for you too, brother…”
“No, thanks.”
The shop owner whose eyebrows twitch slightly at your knife-like refusal. Two.
Since he was a guest, he couldn’t openly express his displeasure, but the twitching of his mouth seemed to annoy him.
I smiled and continued.
“I’m confident when it comes to alcohol, so I can serve it alone if I lose.”
“Oh. Really? Huhu.”
I was a bit happy with the different reaction from before, and the shop owner said, Huh. He let out a moan that sounded like he was exhausted.
What about this kid?
“True. I know Claire is modest, but if you behave misunderstood…”
“Hey.”
“…”
“Did I say it was okay?”
“…”
The shop owner is sweating profusely.
It’s not like I’m sending the energy of Ryunar or Ki.
This kid is just a normal person. An ordinary person with a lot of money.
Just do it like an enemy.
Staring. With that alone, ordinary people are frightened like small animals in front of a wild beast.
“…That, that… If you’re offended. That…”
Only then did the store owner stutter as if he realized that something was wrong with me.
“Oh, stop playing around, both of you.”
My hostility was cut off by Claire-san’s hand patting my back.
“…I’m Mr. Blan’s former co-worker. We went on missions together in Mirf Village, and we got through the limbs together.”
I didn’t hit the goo.
“You can check with Mr. Blan, so stop imagining unpleasant things.”
“Ha, ha ha… I had an unpleasant imagination… What…”
“…”
“…That’s…”
Claire-san, unable to see the trembling fellow, helped out.
“You must have had a strange imagination~ He is also married.”
Fuck. Was he even married?
“Ah. Sorry about this. I had a big misunderstanding.”
I bowed my head and smiled.
“I just wanted to show interest in a woman who has a husband. Surely someone who has a wife wouldn’t be like that?”
“Ah! What a strange word!”
A merchant guy who was sweating profusely and couldn’t even look at me and laughed at me.
“Isn’t that right? I also live around here and I often go to Blan’s house for some reason, so it would be nice to see him often.”
[Translation: I live near here. If I see him babbling around Mr. Blan’s house, I’ll kill him. Is it?]
[Accurate. As expected, dragon-like wisdom.]
[Lol.]
The shop owner laughed and nodded with a frightened face, and Mr. Claire pushed me on the back.
“Let’s go. Mr. Dre. Mister~ Good job~ I’ll be back next time~”
“Uh, uh uh! Take a look!!”
I’m not saying come again.
The distance widens to some extent and we get closer to Mr. Blan’s house.
“I’m sorry.”
“No~ I was in a bit of trouble. Rather, I’m grateful.”
Could it be that Claire-san was pushing it to the point where it was burdensome?
…Should I get beaten up on the way back?
“I’d rather not go there now.”
“Ummm. But I have a reason to go…”
“Yes?”
Even though it was a very small amount, I even heard the word gaze… But I didn’t hear it after that.
I pretended not to hear.
“Claire is so pretty that star dung flies are attracted to her.”
“Oh my gosh. You’re used to compliments. Have you ever met someone nice?”
“No. It can’t be. Ah… Come to think of it, am I also a dung fly?”
“I think it’s too cool for a Paris?”
Ha-ha-ho-ho laughter echoed.
“Mr. Dre. Did you come with his prosthetic arm? If so…”
“Yes. I heard that Mr. Blan was given the finest prosthetic arm. But I’m proud to say that mine is better.”
“You don’t have to worry about it. Even if he doesn’t have a prosthetic arm, after coming to Sersu, he liked that there were many good shops around.”
“Ohh. Well, the capital is bustling. Ah. Please give me that.”
I didn’t notice.
Ms. Claire politely declined, but thanked her when she picked up the shopping cart as if stealing it.
Soon we arrived at Claire’s house.
“He went to work, and Elter went out to play for a while.”
“…Hmm.”
So are you alone?
We walked into the house.
I first took out snacks and fruits from the subspace.
Then he took out his prosthetic hand and placed it on the desk.
In the meantime, Mr. Claire opened his mouth.
“Do not worry.”
“Yes?”
“I really didn’t know Mr. Dre was coming today. He’ll be back soon.”
“…”
Mr. Claire put his hands together at the danjeon area and wiggled his fingers, then squeezed them tightly and said in a slightly timid voice.
“I won’t do anything like that anymore. Please rest assured.”
“…”
I silently displayed the things I bought.
Then, he approached Mr. Claire, who looked uneasy.
“You don’t have to be sorry. It was a momentary mistake.”
“Ah. Yes. Uh-huh.”
I looked down at Mr. Claire, who had a relieved face.
“…Mr. Dre?”
“And I mean, actually I was pretty, no, very good.”
“Uh?”
“To the point of refusing and regretting it quite a bit.”
“…”
“…”
Cheer up.
Amidst the silence, the wind blowing outside made the decorations on the windows flutter.
I laughed haha and pointed to the shopping cart on the floor.
“Where should I put it?”
“Ah. I’ll do it.”
“No. I will help.”
“But…”
“Mr. Blan will kill you if you let Ms. Claire’s pretty hands go bad.”
“Oh, uh-huh. You’ve become really good at talking.
The tension seemed to be gone as Mr. Claire covered his mouth and smiled, and I said.
“Speaking of which, can I check your health?”
“How’s your health…?”
“Because I have the technology these days to pour Ryunar into people and see or interfere with their body condition. Just give me a hand.”
“Ah! I heard! But I also said that the cost is very expensive?”
“It’s free for a beauty like Claire.”
“Oh, yes.”
Ms. Claire held out her hand with a happy laugh.
I held her hand carefully.
Sneakily. Mrs. Claire tossed and turned his body a little, feeling itchy as he was fiddling with him as if searching.
That moment.
I put the pod in her hand.
