The city of Farren was bustling as usual, and the main street was alive with a vibrancy worthy of the name Adventurer's City.
In the midst of it all, one could see Virm with dark hair that unconsciously attracts the eyes of the masses, and Kounaria with her explosive breasts that attract the eyes of the men passing by.
They don't seem to be bothered at all by the crowds that are supposed to make it difficult to proceed on the road, and they are walking while talking in a natural way, which may be a bit buoyant compared to the people around them.
''It's a no-brainer... I guess we'll just have to get new armor made to fit Kounaria's body after all.
Ugh.... Why won't you grow taller? Why do my breasts keep getting bigger?
'It's a tribal trait, isn't it? It's not just the chest, but also the shortness of height that is an advantage in battle. It's not only that, but the physical strength of Kounaria is also perfect, and it will be difficult for the opponent to fight.
'Master, that's not the point...'
Since Coonaria's growth (mainly chest) has settled down, the two of them have been looking around at armor stores to buy armor for battle, but they can't find any that fits their distinctive body size, so they are heading to Assem's production guild to special order it anyway.
Meldina has been going to the forest near Farren in response to Miserio's request for a harvesting project, which also serves as a break for him.
Virum comforts Coonaria, who is depressed about her lack of height growth, in a misguided direction, but in the meantime, the sign of the destination (production guild) comes into view.
The moment Coonaria was about to put her hand on the door of the guild ------.
"Konnono, bakkayaloooooh!
Uh-oh!
The angry voice that was enough to give the illusion of wind pressure echoed around the guild.
Other than Wyrm, the people around the guild, including Kounaria, who had been loosening up from the relief of being in the city, reflexively made their bodies tense up.
A silence, the exact opposite of the silence from a moment ago, dominates the place, but soon the sound of footsteps stomping on the floor can be heard and the door of the guild is violently opened.
''I'm getting out of the summation after today! You can do whatever you want with it.
It's a good thing that you're able to get the best out of this.
It's a good thing that you're able to have a good time with your friends.
It's a good thing that you're able to get the most out of this. I'm not going to be able to get it right.
Long time no see, Assem.
'It's been a while, Mr. Assem. Um, I've come to run an errand for Mr. Assem, should I come back another time?
No, no, no, no. That's not your concern, little girl. This is not a good place to ask a question. I'll hear about it at my place.
As urged by Assem, who was scratching his head in an uncomfortable manner, Vilm and the others left the place.
Inside the open door, I could see what appeared to be the guild's staff in a stupor.
''Gah-ha-ha! I knew it wasn't to your taste, missy!
"Ugh... I'm sorry you had to offer me a cup of tea.
'What, Cunnalia doesn't like to be austere? Here, give it to me.
What...?
Cunaria looks apologetic about leaving the tea that was served to her, but her eyes are drawn to a hand that reached out quickly from the side.
''Zzzzz...''
Uh...
Hmm, you want a drink?
Beyond that is the figure of the master (Vilm) sipping tea with his mouth on the teacup that he (Cunaria) has been using, without a shred of reservation or agitation.
Kunaria blushes at the situation that becomes an indirect kiss, but Virm, who throws out a misguided answer after seeing her reaction, can't say anything but shakes her head and replies.
''... It's hard for you, missy.
It was Assem who muttered this to himself, who looked dumbfounded.
'So? What do you want with me?
When Coonaria had calmed down, Assem's side of the conversation came out.
I'm sure you'll be able to find something that will work for you. I want to ask Assem to make that armor.
Mr. Assem, please!
I knew it. As I said, it's for you, of all people, Lord and Lady Virum. I'd like to tell you that I'll take care of it, but...
Cunaria bowed her head and asked for help as Wyrm explained, but Assem's reaction was not good.
However, it would be more fitting to say that she is troubled rather than refusing.
''Is there something wrong with you?''
No. What do you want...?
No, I don't mind making the armor. I'd rather get started on it right away since we've been given so much in advance. But...
He apparently had no intention of saying no, but he was unusually stagnant for Assem, who said things clearly.
Numbed by the two of them waiting to continue with a question mark, Assem stood up at the same time as he slapped the desk vigorously with both hands.
'Yeah! I don't know your measurements, little girl! You can't have me touching your body, young lady!
Oh, is that right?
You can see that Assem has a dynamic personality, but he also shows concern for Kounaria, who is at his age.
Indeed, even though they are acquaintances, it's not often that a woman endorses being touched by the opposite s*x.
''...Is that so?''
The man who had thoroughly washed Kounaria from hair to toe in the not too distant past is next to me.
'I'll talk to Nanaterra and have her take some measurements over there. I'll get right on it as soon as I have the measurements.
Vilm and Kounaria left the shop after informing them of their intention to visit again later, and before heading to Nanaterra's shop, they returned to the Dragon's Marquee to greet Meldina, who was due to return soon.