The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

When I went from Guild to Mr. Druid's house, the shoppers were just carrying out their luggage.

I'm watching that at the front door, Mr. Druid.

"Hello"

"Have you finished your errands?

"Yes, Mr. Aluminum was here to see Mr. Gilmouth."

When I say that, someone from a vendor who happened to be passing next door said, "Shh!" I raise my voice.

When I saw someone who raised his voice in surprise, he had an indescribable look on his face.

Tilt his neck, Mr. Druid laughs out.

"What's wrong with you?

"Aluminum is a negotiator, so vendor officials are afraid of it. Negotiating deals, etc. is often what aluminum demands at some point or another. But I can't believe you gave me that look just to ask my name."

Mr. Druid seems to have a lot of fun, but the vendor went back to work with a bitter laugh.

With that said, you said Mr. Gilmouth was in charge of the negotiations, too.

"Mr. Gilmouth, he was angry"

"Hahaha. I've advised Gilmouth a few times."

"Is that advice?

"Oh, because the job wasn't turning around well, and the mistakes were coming out. He told me to talk to Aluminum early."

"Really?"

"Yeah. But I couldn't seem to talk to him about it, like I was going to get in the way of parenting."

Speaking of which, Mr. Gilmouth was worried about the kid even when Mr. Aluminum arrived.

Although she was cut off from not saying anything.

"If she came home, she'd be fine by now. What a ghost of a job."

Work ghost, that's scary.

"Oh, she can't go home until she's finished her hoarded work. You got permission from Mr. Gilmouth's wife."

"Wow, did you put Gilmouth's only healing on your side, Aluminum? That's just unforgiving."

In Mr. Gilmouth's frightened voice, I thought he was more than he looked.

He seemed like a really amazing guy.

"Oh, yeah. This."

Mr. Druid takes something out of his trouser pocket.

Green card when you see it.

This is the first card I see, so I don't know what this is but it looks a little like the card on my account.

"What's this?

"It's a card issued by a commercial guild to a subscriber."

Huh?

"I've signed up for a commercial guild today. I've successfully registered."

"Oh, thank you. I totally forgot what I asked for."

"I've been so busy, I can't help it. So, why don't you do a family registration if Ivy's even good?

"Family registration?

"Ah. Commercial guilds often take over business as a family, so you can register as a family. Looks like we can register even if there's no blood connection. I use my account card to vouch for my identity, but I think my guild card is safer."

Sounds like a family version of the Adventurer Alliance's team registration.

And you don't have to have a blood connection.

That's strange.

"Family registration does not require skill registration. Only his will and a little blood."

Blood?

"Um, is it blood?

"Is that it? Didn't you register the blood when you made the account?

Did you?

I was a little excited about creating an account then, and I have a lot of memories.

With that said, it's like I pushed my finger on something.

"Like you did?

"What? Not in memory?

"I never thought I could have an account, so full of feelings"

"I see."

Yes, I meant to be decent then, but when I remembered later, it was a fluffy memory like in my dreams, and I didn't remember it very well.

I feel terribly sorry for that, though I remember it strongly.

"Sure, you're excited when you make an account in your own name. I was pretty excited the first time I made an account to transfer a commission, too."

"Is that Mr. Druid, too?

Mr. Druid snorts with a bitter laugh.

I can't imagine it at all if I were to see him now calm down.

I mean, I can't imagine his youth.

"Done"

Standing on your doorstep, a voice is heard from a vendor.

Apparently, we were able to carry all the baggage out.

"Thanks"

"No, they sold all this stuff, so this one would be pretty helpful. After a while, the adventurers will push."

Adventurers push over?

Is there something there?

"Hahaha, sure. Don't ask for money in your account."

"Yes. Okay. Bye."

A carriage loaded with tons of luggage moves out.

"Um, what's an adventurer pushing over?

"I don't know if it's caused by the ferocity of demons, but I found out that there's a high-purity demon stone in the Gulbal."

High purity Demon Stone.

That's definitely information that brings together adventurers.

"They say it's not all grubal, but it's a rumor that there's a good chance of a hit"

"That's amazing. I'd love to see what kind of rare thing it is."

"They showed it to me, but they say it's the best and it's level two"

Level 2?

"Why don't we just get in the house and take it slow?"

"Yes."

Oh, I didn't reply earlier.

"Um, Mr. Druid. Family registration, please."

"... okay?

Mr. Druid asks with a slightly worried look.

Apparently, I felt anxious because I was late in answering.

"Yes. Of course, thank you. Father."

"Hahaha, let's brag to Gilmouth"

Huh?

Do what?

When I look at Mr. Druid, he has a very gentle grin.

The earlier uneasy look is nowhere.

Good.

"If you go to see Mr. Gilmouth now, you'll see Mr. Aluminum, too"

"... now, I'll stop it. I'm sorry to interrupt Gilmouth."

Is it because of what's been going on, Mr. Druid, who sometimes gives you such an uneasy look?

Little by little, I hope those emotions disappear.

"Is that really why?

Entering the dining room is very refreshing.

Apparently, they sold it because they didn't even need household effects.

Do it fast.

"Did you find out? Aluminum is a rough crowd, so if I go now, they will definitely help me. How many times have you ever been caught up in Gilmouth"

Mr. Druid sighs loudly.

If you did come with Mr. Aluminum's momentum, you wouldn't be able to say no.

Because you're sweet, Mr. Druid.

"Yes."

Mr. Druid pushes the Magic Item button.

Items you've never seen?

"What's this?

"This is also a magic item that keeps sound from leaking around."

It's a little smaller than the magic item I've been using.

"I have a slightly narrow range of not delivering sound, because if we were two, this would be enough"

I see.

"Except this can only be used in the house or in the tent."

"Really?

"Oh, because you won't hide it to your mouth"

"Mouth?"

"Don't you know? The magic item I was using outside is so I can't see the mouth. Because there's a guy who can read stories with his mouth movement."

"Is there someone who can do that?

"Oh, I have the skills to say lip reading."

I didn't know.

Is there a place where you can take advantage of this skill if you have lip reading or magic items?

"So? Was the amount offered satisfactory?

"It was an amount that scared me to have an account card"

"You're exaggerating to be scared."

"I'm not exaggerating. Um, three gold plates."

"I guess."

You knew?

As I tilted my neck, Mr. Druid gently stroked my head with a bump.

"It's reasonable for the price of the potion that saved the adventurer's life. Because adventurers are property to the Alliance. Some adventurers would demand five."

Eh!

If it said 5 sheets or something, don't think your consciousness would have flown.

Even 3 pieces were confused.

"Oh, I sold it for quite a bit too, because I can add to the cost of the trip"

Speaking of which, we haven't been able to talk about the cost of the trip or how the two of us can separate it.

You can check your account tomorrow.

"Um, would you like to discuss how much you're going to prepare for the trip?

"Right. I want to leave when I'm ready."

"Yes."

All right, I'll make a good decision so Mr. Druid can't be the only one who can afford it!