The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

"I'm home. That smells delicious."

As I was cooking and eating a bowl of beef broth for dinner, Mr. Gilmouth with a tired look returned.

Mr. Jaggi seems to be with me, and he cares about what's in my hand.

"Do you want some? You can make it right away, can't you?

"Really?... Kind of strange food, huh?

Mr. Gilmouth comes by and looks at the beef bowl in the plate.

I tilt my neck when I saw the look on Mr. Gilmouth's face coming nearby.

I'm not just tired, I feel like I have a look somewhere I can think of.

Is something wrong?

"I knew it smelled delicious. Can I have it? What about Jaggi?

"Is my share okay, too?

"It's okay. Will the others come too?

If Mr. Nargas and the others are coming, we may be a little short.

"No, it's just me."

"Okay. Wait."

"You can finish your meal."

"Yes."

After a short rush to eat the remaining beef bowl rice noodles, I go to the cooking place to make Mr. Gilmouth's share.

I made it with the intention of putting it away, so there is a large amount of beef bowl broth in the pan.

While transferring it to a small pan and warming it up, remove the warm rice from the magic box that is kept in the cooking area.

"I'll help."

Mr. Jaggi shows his face in the cooking area.

"But you have very little to do, don't you?

"No?

"Yes, because all you have to do is put this equipment on the rice and it's done"

"That's fast. By the way, what kind of meat are you using?

"Various. Five or six different types of meat are mixed this time around. Because I mix all the little leftover meat."

This dish, which can be delicious even with different types of meat, is a great favorite.

"Yes, do you want six fruits in?

You can finally say six fruits these days without saying eggs.

Well, sometimes, I say eggs.

"Which is better?

Which one?

Mm-hmm. I have a preference.

"I'd rather have six fruits in it."

Did you hear our conversation, or did you hear your father from the next room?

"Then I'll have six fruits."

"Ivy, that's what I'm asking you to do."

Both Mr. Jaggi and Mr. Gilmouth became six fruits.

Put the lightly unraveled six fruits through the fire in a warm utensil.

Put that on top of the rice and it's done.

Placing the plate in front of the two of them, he happily put his hands on it.

"Good. What's this meat?

"I put all the meat that's gotten smaller, so it's unclear what meat it is"

"It is. And delicious."

I'm a little surprised by Mr. Gilmouth, who eats with great momentum.

Quickly finished, Mr. Gilmouth stares at an empty plate.

"There's more."

"Eh, okay?

I smile at Mr. Gilmouth, who gives me the plate at first sight.

"Yes."

Upon receiving the plate, Mr. Gilmouth looks happy.

Good.

You've calmed down a little, you've got room for the look on your face.

"Go ahead."

When you prepare your replacement immediately, place it in front of Mr. Gilmouth.

Looking at Mr. Jaggi's plate, he seems to be finished eating, too.

"Do you want to?

"No, I'm fine. It was delicious."

Mr. Jaggi's satisfied smile makes me smile.

I like the look on your face when you say it tastes really good ~.

Now that the two of us are done eating, we go back to the cooking area with plates for everyone.

"I'm glad you took your time."

Next to me, Mr. Gilmouth and Mr. Jaggi wiping plates and pans.

I told him to stay for tea, but he thanked me and cleaned up with me.

The truth is, just the two of us tried to clean it up, but that was supposed to be cleaned up together because I wasn't comfortable.

"That would be a word Ivy could say,"

Mr Gilmouth says with a slightly frightened look.

Am I?

But isn't it strange that Mr. Gilmouth and the others are busier and I take a break?

"We're ready for tea and sweets. Is that gonna be over for you?

Your father comes to peek into the cooking area.

It's over.

"Well, let's take it slow."

When I go back to the room where I ate, I sit next to your father.

"Gilmouth, is something wrong?

As Mr. Gilmouth and Mr. Jaggi sit down for tea, your father sees Mr. Gilmouth.

Besides, Mr. Gilmouth smiled bitterly.

I don't feel like I came up with it when I came back, but it gave me a sad look.

"I knew it was broken."

"Well, if only you had that look"

Mr. Gilmouth slowly drinks tea.

"When I went to church, I thought of things. And I remember the guy who pushed me into the magic team."

I wonder what it is?

Mr. Gilmouth has such a hateful, bewildered and indescribable look.

"Chemanta, a former Gilmouth who gave me guidance on mindset and technology as an adventurer, pushed me into the magic formation. with Matori."

Ex-Mr. Gilmouth?

He was betraying this village.

"... right"

Mr. Gilmouth laughs sadly all the time.

When I saw that look, I felt like something heavy was stuck in my heart.

"And then what was happening in this village... is probably an experiment with the magic formation"

Experiments?

Your father tilts his neck and looks at Mr. Gilmouth.

When he turned his gaze to his father, he gave him a rugged look.

"There was a letter in the church bishop's room instructing which magic formations to use. And after trying the instructed magic formations, I also found a piece of paper writing about what happened."

Oh, no!

"The bishop who was receiving the letter and the priest who was moving the magic formation caught him. I haven't found Chemanta, and I haven't seen her in this village lately. Maybe he's not already in this village."

I notice that Mr. Gilmouth was squeezed in the hand.

"Tomorrow afternoon, there will be a search throughout the village. We're looking for former Gilmouth Chemanta, Tamer Matori, mid-adventurers Agache, Mitoria and Sassaela."

Mr. Jaggi informed me of his plans for tomorrow, mindful of Mr. Gilmouth.

Search the whole village?

With that said, what are those middle adventurers?

"How can those middle adventurers look?

"I decided I was a collaborator based on what my name was on the letter and what it said. That's why I'm looking. And about Sassaela, there's a good chance the adventurer sent by the one who was giving the instructions."

"Right."

An adventurer sent in?

For what?

"Um, what was it sent for?

Mr. Gilmouth tilts his neck at my question.

"To see how things go."

Elapsed?

"To see what's going on?

"... how long will it be available or not"

Available?

Does that mean you've been looking into your time to go crazy?

It sucks!

"Do you know who gave the instructions?

To your father's question, Mr. Gilmouth and Mr. Jaggi sweep their necks aside.

"The letter didn't say anything about them. I'm going to check the church again tomorrow, so I hope I know what it is."

"What about bishops and priests?

"I'm checking to see if I'm planting poison right now. At the same time, we're looking into it."

Poison?

I've heard of people planting poisons when they do get caught, not to divulge information, but the bishops and priests poison them?

Besides, what's magic?

"What is technique?

"It's a case of the magic team the captain dealt with before, but when I heard one word, he said that the technique had been activated and he had died."

That's scary.

"He said he wanted to find out if there was any surgery involved and if it was hanging, he wanted to release it even if it took time. He said he had a lot to ask."

That would be so.

Still, you don't care about people's lives if they're interested in the magic team.

I use it for experiments, cut it off easily, and that's so sad.