“Wow, she’s absurdly cute!”
With those words, a woman lined up to right of Emera, her purple robe lightly swung up. Her blue eyes behind blue-framed glasses shined with lust. A sleeve of her robe had a scarlet bell embroidery. At first glance she gave an intellectual impression but her actions ruined it. Her hair, which extended a bit past the shoulders, were green; a cane about 1 meter length was placed on her back.
“Really? Where? Ah, spotted the beauty! Though I’d rather wait for about 5 years.”
This time a man in light equipment lined to the left of Emera and passionately observed Mira from head to toe. He had brown hair and earrings, his green bandana had the same scarlet bell embroidery. Handsome face and tall height, two daggers at the waist, black jacket and khaki trousers. At a glance he was an easy-going man.
“Who are they?”
Troubled due to being exposed to their attention, Mira glanced at the three who, judging by their actions, were acquaintances of Emera.
“The best members that I could pick in my guild, Écarlatte Carillon!”
Emera answered with confidence.
“Rather, nobody else was free today.”
“Why’d you tell her?!”
Emera angrily grabbed the collar of the cape of the easy-going man and shook it. In response, the man repeated “Sorry, sorry” without any hint of guilt in his voice.
“I am Asbar. Nice to meet you, miss. ”
A huge man cheerfully smiled. With the stern look, it was hard to expect such friendliness to ooze from him.
“I’m Frica. Best regards.”
The woman in purple robe, adjusting her glasses, intelligently smiled and presented a hand requesting a handshake.
“Ye..yea. I’m Mira. Best regards.”
Thinking that the impression she got from the woman was wrong, Mira reached for the presented hand with her right hand.
“Cute as expected!”
At the moment Mira shook her hand, Frica broke into a smile and anguished in a sugary, completely different voice.
“Mira-chan, Mira-chan. Squishy cheeks~”
With those words Frica kept poking Mira’s cheeks. Mira tried to get away but was caught by her hand so she couldn’t go out of range. She shook her head to resist, but was still poked in her cheeks by Frica.
“Do something, Emera!”
Emera who was called out released the man in light equipment and turned her head. And then, leaking out a sigh with a wry smile, she dropped a hand on Frica’s head. Stars flew before Frica’s eyes.
“I’m sorry, Mira. I did try to ask Frica to do her best in restraining herself.”
“I’d prefer her to completely restrain herself, not to do her best.”
Frika who was holding her head in her hands was peeled off by Asbard. Mira recalled Sherry, a waitress of Silver Wand shop in the village where she stopped in on the way to the Arkite Kingdom.
“I am Zefold. Call me Zef.”
The easy-going man that named himself Zefold silently approached and, matching her eye’s height, broadly smiled. That carefree behavior unexpectedly made a good impression to Mira.
“I’m Mira. So, why are they here?”
“To help you!”
No word about them appeared in yesterday’s conversation so Mira asked, giving the three people a glance. But Emera answered like it was a matter of course. She talked to these three people after escorting Takuto home, planning to sweep away all the remaining worries.
A 3-man party going to a C-rank dungeon gave her nothing but worries. And there was no particular reason to go only with three people. When she decided to go into the Ancient Shrine, she already was going to get some help from the free members of her guild.
“Hm, well, fine. Then let’s go. I leave the leading to you.”
Mira had nothing against extra members. Also, compared to the company of the beauty Emera, she surely could calm down easier with male fellows like Asbar and Zef.
Mira took Takuto’s hand and was going to set off, but the look of the main street made her widely open her eyes in a daze. For some reason, her surroundings were crowded.
The people she saw at the square now crowded around this place.
The Emera’s guild made them gather here. This guild was famous for high-level adventurers, and when four members of the Ecarlate Carillon gathered together, there was no way they wouldn’t catch attention. They had arrived to the front of the Union earlier than Mira. After finishing with some business in the Union, they waited at the square and surprised people gathered around, making the mysterious crowd.
When the origin left this crowd and stood with Mira, there should be no need to say that the same phenomenon happened.
“Emera-neesan, you’re fantastic!” “Frica-tan, scold me please” “Zef, don’t get too cocky” “Asbar, please take me to the next drinking” “Is this cute girl a new member?” “Zef, be careful at night.”
Hearing that she gathers attention at this noisy square, Mira hurried Emera.
“Well, then let’s go. Everybody, follow me.”
“Yes, mam.”
Emera vigorously lifted her right hand and proceeded to the north side of the main street. Only Zef responded to her. Asbar wrily smiled and Frica hasn’t take her eyes from Mira. Feeling a discomfort, Mira casually hide behind Asbar. Takuto, still holding her hand, followed her.