I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 70

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EP.70 Caffe Bene (2)

   Don’t beat people up.

   That’s what my teacher asked me to do.

   Raniel looks straight ahead.

   A pink-haired prostitute sits in front of her. Raniel thinks as she looks at her disgusting face.

   ‘This crazy bitch isn’t a person?’

   Isn’t it okay to lose?

   Wiggle.

   Raniel’s fingers moved.

   2.

   Sarah doesn’t notice the change in the girl’s expression.

   She continued speaking with a smile.

   “Are you by any chance a follower of Delohim?”

   “It is non-religious.”

   However, the voice that came back was cold.

   “···yes? I beg your pardon?”

   There is no answer coming back.

   The girl passes by Sara with a wrinkled expression. She then starts giving orders to the store owner.

   ‘···what?’

   Sarah tilts her head.

   While sitting down, he stretched out his arm and grabbed the girl’s sleeve.

   “hey? “I am now…”

   “eww.”

   Swish, the girl waved her hand.

   He shakes off the touch, as if swatting away a stuck bug.

   ‘eww? Just uh? Did you say…?’

   At that point, Sarah also noticed.

   That’s not a positive response. It’s disgusting. It’s like looking at something disgusting.

   “aha?”

   Sarah smiles.

   ‘What is this bitch now…?’

   The girl continues ordering without paying any attention to Sarah. Sarah’s mouth trembles at that sight.

   Sometimes it happens.

   A situation where unbelievers or unbelievers who do not serve Delohim show their hatred toward him.

   And, in each such situation, Saint Sarah took off her mask. She would reveal herself as she was.

   “oh.”

   So, I did that this time too.

   “mistake.”

   Sigh!

   Swing the coffee cup. Finely adjust the angle. Coffee splashes on the girl’s clothes.

   A black stain appears on a pure white shirt.

   “oh my god!”

   Sarah deliberately made a fuss late and took out a handkerchief from her bosom. He pretends to wipe, but doesn’t even touch his clothes with a handkerchief.

   “sorry! “Stop because your hand slipped…”

   Then, slowly raise your head and observe the girl’s reaction. No matter how unreligious or unbeliever you are, you would not be able to openly curse at yourself as a saint.

   He couldn’t bring himself to say anything and seemed to be cooling off his anger inside.

   That’s exactly what Sarah expected.

   however···.

   “her.”

   That expectation is soon betrayed.

   “This crazy bitch?”

   “···What did you say?”

   Sarah opens her eyes wide.

   The girl answers calmly.

   “I said you were crazy.”

   Sarah realizes.

   The girl in front of me is a crazy bitch who doesn’t care about such things. Sarah suddenly stood up.

   “Isn’t that harsh? “You now…”

   “Do you call a crazy bitch a crazy bitch or what?”

   “Ha, I’m really dumbfounded!”

   Sarah raises her hand.

   She pretends to be angry, but Sarah’s steel spirit is never shaken by such trivial insults.

   It’s because I developed a tolerance for swear words thanks to a certain wizard.

   However, on the outside, he acts angry.

   Only then will this violence seem justified.

   Sarah waved her hand. A slap using an exquisite snap is directed to the girl’s cheek. match! A future in which the sound will resound is clearly pictured.

   chin.

   However, the hand is never directed towards the girl.

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   The girl reaches out and grabs Sarah’s wrist.

   “You made the first bread.”

   one word.

   And then, he quickly stretches out his hand. The place the hand is heading towards is Sarah’s head. Sarah snorted and recited her spell.

   Divine-Protection.

   Light surrounds Sarah.

   I didn’t chant it enough, but it was more than enough to protect against a slap from a girl like that.

   ‘It looks like you’re planning on slapping him, but that will only hurt your hand.’

   Sara admires the leisurely flying hands.

   Because that hand will never touch you anyway.

   Crispy!

   “uh?”

   Once again, expectations are shattered.

   Her hands break the shield so easily. The magical power sparkling from her hands makes him possible.

   Sarah steps back in embarrassment.

   However, in the first place, the girl’s hand had no intention of slapping. 

   Kwasik.

   The hand grasps Sarah’s hair.

   “Ouch!”

   The girl stretches out her hand, pulling the hair. Her hand holds the cup of coffee that has just been served.

   “Let go of this! “What are you doing now?”

   Sara looks up at the girl, holding her wrist by her hair. And then she saw it.

   A coffee cup held in the girl’s opposite hand.

   It’s a steaming cup of coffee.

   “Sleep, wait a minute. “You now?”

   “oh.”

   The girl mutters with an expressionless expression.

   Pull your hair sharply. Sarah is dragged away. The nape of Sarah’s neck is clearly exposed.

   “mistake.”

   Slurp.

   It doesn’t pour all at once.

   The girl maintained an appropriate inclination and let the steaming coffee flow down Sarah’s neck.

   “Aaaah! Crazy bitch! “You crazy bitch!”

   Sarah screams.

   She runs around, but the girl’s grip doesn’t budge.

   “Aaaah! “Aaaah!”

   Of course, you don’t get burned.

   Although the saint’s body cannot compare to that of a warrior, it is strong enough. Its healing power goes without saying.

   Even though boiling coffee is poured on it, no burn scars remain. This is because it recovers immediately.

   However, no matter how much recovery occurs.

   Hot is the same.

   “Ouch!!!!”

   The pure white skin turns red.

   hot. What’s more, the clothes are dyed black. There is a coffee stain on the newly purchased black magician priest’s uniform.

   ‘New arrivals!’

   Sarah glares at the girl with a tearful expression on her face.

   The girl is still pouring coffee. Although it is possible to escape its grasp with strength…

   ‘If I did that, my hair would be a mess.’

   Clothes and hair.

   One of the two must be discarded.

   At that moment, Sarah was thinking deeply.

   rattle.

   “Sarah, why are you late…”

   Someone comes in.

   Sarah looks back at the door, holding her hair. Standing there is her lover, the warrior Kyle.

   “Kyle!”

   Sarah yells at Kyle.

   “Please get rid of this crazy bitch!”

   3.

   Kyle blinks.

   ‘What am I looking at now?’

   Sarah is being held by her hair by some girl.

   The girl’s appearance is familiar. This is a girl who resembles Raniel, whom I met in the forest not long ago.

   The girl is holding Sarah’s hair and pouring coffee down the back of her neck.

   “What are you again, damn?”

   “Ouch! Kyle, wow!”

   Kyle, who got scolded for no reason, blinks his eyes.

   In this unprecedented situation, even the hero Kyle freezes for a moment. Still, Kyle felt like he had to do something, so he took a step forward.

   Then, he grabs Sarah’s one arm.

   I can’t bear to touch the girl.

   “Stop it.”

   “why me?”

   “…Please.”

   “So, why the f*ck am I?”

   Kyle hesitates.

   At that sight, Sarah, whose hair was being held by the girl and one of her arms was being held by Kyle, widens her eyes.

   “Kyle, what are you doing!”

   “…Just wait a moment.”

   “No, that’s what I’m saying now…!”

   Sarah is dumbfounded.

   What on earth is going on? Even as Sarah blinks in bewilderment… Kyle’s response is extremely disappointing.

   Kyle moves awkwardly, then carefully reaches out his hand. She makes a move as if she is trying to block the girl’s hand.

   “Don’t touch me.”

   slap!

   The girl slaps Kyle on the back of his hand. However, in the process she loses track of Sarah’s hair.

   Satisfied with that fact, Kyle is about to pull Sarah away when something else grabs him.

   “·····.”

   The girl grabbed Sarah’s collar.

   The collar of the priest’s uniform where coffee had been poured just a moment ago.

   “Take him with you.”

   And that’s what he says.

   Sarah purses her lips and looks at Kyle. And then he speaks with the movement of his lips.

   ‘Do something, quickly!’

   Kyle closes his eyes for a moment.

   It was time to make a decision.

   Are you touching that girl?

   Or is it right to pull Sarah even if her clothes are torn? I weigh its value in my mind.

   ‘···I think it had an automatic repair ability.’

   I remember that there was such a function when buying clothes.

   The warrior makes a decision.

   “I’m sorry Sarah.”

   “···yes?”

   “Hold on a little.”

   Buuuuk!

   My clothes are torn. Sarah is shocked. Kyle sweats, takes off her own cape and wraps it around Sarah.

   “Puhup.”

   And then the girl bursts into laughter.

   She taps the coffee-stained area with the back of her hand. The spell built into the clothes immediately restores them.

   The stain disappears without a trace.

   Now that she was in a clean state, the girl turned her head to look at the store owner and continued speaking.

   “Mr. Allen, I’m sorry. “Can you please give me another cup of coffee?”

   “Uh… uh…”

   “Oh, there it is. “I can take that with me.”

   Originally ordered by Sarah for the purpose of packaging.

   The girl swipes it away.

   Before Allen, the store owner, had time to stop him, the girl who took it with her share waved.

   “See you later, Allen.”

   And then he leisurely leaves the cafe.

   Kyle doesn’t stop the girl.

   Sara looked at Kyle and the girl alternately with wide eyes.

   “Kyle?”

   I look at Kyle with eyes filled with betrayal.

   “Kyle, what are you doing now?”

   “…If you put your hands on Aplia’s professor by mistake…”

   “That’s not what I’m saying.”

   Sarah opens her eyes.

   He swipes Kyle’s hand away and takes a step forward.

   “Let’s sleep separately tonight. “I’m disappointed.”

   Sarah turns her back as if she is upset.

   Kyle thinks as he looks at the back.

   ‘···I guess I can sleep with Remia today.’

   It wasn’t a very bad thing.

   4.

   Resty Eleanor.

   She glanced at Professor Rania, who was smiling and sipping coffee from earlier. 

   It seems as if a flower of laughter is blooming. 

   Resty thinks as he looks at that flawless smile.

   ‘···Did something good happen?’

   He looks particularly happy after stopping by the cafe. Did something happen at the cafe?

   “···Is something good happening?”

   “huh? Well, I feel refreshed.”

   While saying that, Professor Rania shakes her coffee cup. 

   The angle is exquisite. Resty just tilted his head.

   “Oh, that’s right.”

   Then, as if she had to share this joy, she smiled brightly and opened her mouth.

   “Lesti, do you know any clothes with spell circuits engraved on them?”

   “Ah, in progress at the Black Magic Tower…”

   “Okay, there’s a secret to that.”

   Professor Rania spread her hands wide. There was a piece of cloth that looked like the collar of his clothes.

   “That clothing usually has circuits clustered around the ‘collar.’ “From there, it is most efficient to carve circuits into the fabric surrounding the cervical spine.”

   “Hmm… Isn’t that part good for taking out magic?”

   “Yeah, that’s it.”

   Professor Rania nods.

   And then he shakes the piece of cloth in his hand.

   “In short, if you tear this off, the circuit attached to the clothes won’t work.”

   “···is that so?”

   “Yes, you can try using it later too.”

   ···Where can I use something like that?

   Resty didn’t say the question that suddenly occurred to him.

   I guess that’s just the way it is.

   I just sipped my coffee while thinking about that.

   The coffee seemed a bit hot today.

   A word from the author (author review)

First serial after 106 days!

As I was writing it, it exceeded 10,000 characters, so I split it into two!

I think it would be more satisfying if there were two parts 😀

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