Question: What’s better, a scheduled batch-release or spamming you with posts like I have been doing?
Asha-san seems less like a harem member and more like a tutorial fairy….
You’re really saying that!?
After finally managing to finish healing the subjugation members, we were drinking tea at the guild table.
“T-today there were a lot….”
Aura sounded completely exhausted, as if she was covered in wounds.
Tré also looked very pained after casting so many recovery spells and draining her mana.
Lily had reached her limit midway so she was now sleeping on my lap.
That isn’t to say I wasn’t tired. I had plenty of mana but continually using recovery magic all day is somehow… you know?
“Then shall we go home soon?”
Everyone was still exhausted but it’s not like we can stay here indefinitely.
Lily didn’t end up waking up so I piggybacked her home.
“Lolicon”
“Wai- You’re really saying that!?”
“So Master is a lolicon……?”
“No Tré, that’s wrong, okay? I’m not a lolicon, okay?”
The next day, the rumour that I was a lolicon flowed into the guild.
Hey, even though I healed you guys yesterday!!
I was ignored by Asha-san all day….
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“So I should gather some outstanding healers, is that correct?”
“Yeah. I’m counting on you.”
I was in a hurry. My mind didn’t work well in a race against time.
Nevertheless, I still had a lot of things I need to do.
I stood up from my seat.
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I somehow managed to supress the suspicions of me being a lolicon and I relaxed at home the next day.
Today is the regular day off work. Thinking of sleeping until noon and then going out to play somewhere, I fell asleep once again.
It’s now afternoon, and I am strolling about in town by myself for once.
The people in this town are as good-natured as usual and they wave when they see me.
Seeing them waving happily, I feel glad I killed the goblins back then.
“Would you happen to be the recovery magic user, Arnest-sama?”
Surprised by the sudden voice, I turn around while wondering who it is. Standing behind me were several people covered in full-body armour.
“Y-yeah. I’m Arnest but… can I help you with something?”
Naturally, this guy wasn’t one of my acquaintances. Despite this, he seemed to know of me.