The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party

91 – The devil wears nice clothes (1)

That night. Ashria’s return party was held at the inn. Delicious food prepared by the hero at the request of the owner of the accommodation, and luxurious alcohol that Lena obtained through an acquaintance. Her return seemed like an excuse for extravagance to those of us who went to the front again.

“Ashuria! Come on!”

Seeing Millet’s bright smile, Ashuria smiled again with a strange expression, then nodded and said:

“Yes. millet. Sorry for worrying you.”

“no! Because I believed that Ashuria would come back! It’s fine!”

Millet said with great courage, as if she had never really worried. Knowing that she had been lying around all day when Ashuria wasn’t there, we looked at each other and exchanged jokes.

Lena said while opening a drink in front of her to cut off the strange atmosphere as the conversation was interrupted.

“what are you doing? Are you going to stay there? Drink lightly today, and you have to go back to the Hero party tomorrow.”

Lena poured a drink into the glass placed in front of her. The scarlet liquid drenched the glass and clattered and clattered as it glided across the ice. I breathed in the alcohol I hadn’t seen in a long time, and the warrior said this.

“The color is very pretty. What kind of drink is this?”

“It’s a drink made from [Queen Bee] honey, and it’s famous because it’s delicious.”

Looking at the bottle, I saw a funny bee wearing a crown. The bee, which sent an alluring gaze with its rear end toward us, tilted its head, not knowing what kind of taste it was aiming for. Ashuria looked at the bottle cover with a serious face and said.

“This… … . What kind of people are you targeting?”

“People who like to drink. It stands out.”

“Ah, you purposely made a peculiar shape to draw attention. understand.”

Ashria nodded. Lena sat down and gestured to me. Her hand pointed to the empty seat next to her.

“mister. sit here you like to drink Let’s have a drink with people who like alcohol.”

“Oh, if you follow me, I will be grateful.”

I nodded and sat down next to her. Lena smiled contentedly and poured a drink from my glass. Ashuria glanced at me and Lena, sat down to my left, and held out her glass.

“I would be grateful if you could give me a cup of that [Queen Bee].”

Lena lifted the bottle lightly, tilted her head, and smiled. Ashuria also smiled as if she would not lose to that gaze, and there was silence for a while. Only Millet took a bite of the grilled chicken served as a side dish and spoke to the hero in a fuss.

“Warrior! This is so delicious!”

The hero said what he was thinking, reacting a beat late to Millet’s fuss.

“uh? uh, yes yes. Shall I eat too?”

“ruler!”

While Millet served roast chicken to the hero, Lena filled Ashuria with alcohol. It rose to the point where the alcohol overflowed, then stopped abruptly, and the surface of the glass fluttered with water level as dangerous as the open sea.

Ashuria nodded, carefully pulling her hand back, and Lena said.

“Eat a lot. Ashria.”

“thank you for this food. Lena.”

Ashuria bowed her head and thanked her, Lena raised her glass. And he moved his wrist as if to toast me. To the car I was going to respond to, Ashria said.

“Wouldn’t it be better to have a first toast together?”

Lena held out her glass right in front of mine, then nodded as she listened to her words. He also started pouring alcohol for Millet and the warrior. The warrior who was eating chicken with them nodded lightly and greeted them, and Millet smiled and accepted the cup with both hands.

I waited for everyone’s glasses to fill while facing Millet. It felt like waiting for the hourglass to tip over.

After pouring it neatly, Lena put the bottle aside and said.

“Then shall we toast? Who is toasting?”

There was no need to decide who would do it. Because the main character of this party was Ashria. As everyone’s eyes turned to her, Ashria nodded awkwardly and stood up. She was still wearing her neat nun’s attire, but she was no longer a formal nun.

After being flogged, she filed the papers and resigned as a church nun.

“First of all, thank you so much for accommodating my whim.”

Saying so, she said goodbye again. Everyone waited for her, hoping for such a greeting, and she only laughed because she didn’t cooperate. Ashuria also continued with a hearty smile.

“And, thank you so much for taking me back to the party. I am no longer an official nun of the church, but I will use my humble knowledge and strength to serve diligently until I catch the demon king.”

Millet said.

“Please! Ashria!”

The warrior nodded and clapped. I applauded in line with the hero, and Lena nodded and smiled. Ashuria raised her glass and said.

“Then, let’s toast. We wish you all the best in our future endeavors.”

And she put the glass forward.

Lena and I, who were expecting a lively shout, poured out the glasses for a moment and lifted them up while Millet and the hero raised their glasses and matched them to Ashuria. Lena clinked her glasses and said.

“What is it, isn’t it too sluggish? I wish I had added something a bit more energetic. for! like this.”

Ashuria sat down again and said.

“I’m not used to it, so I’m sorry.”

Millet grumbled.

“I was expecting a toast too. In the first place, when we drank together, we didn’t do well with toasts.”

As Millet said, we didn’t do a good toast when drinking. In the first place, even if it was a drinking party, it was all we had during the brief break during the operation, and most of it was in contact with the front lines, so we had to look at the atmosphere.

The hero tapped the glass lightly and said.

“It’s fine. Can you come back and do it again? You’ll be busy after defeating the Demon King, but you’ll have time to have a drink together in the capital.”

Lena nodded in response to the hero’s words.

“right. right. Well, this isn’t even the last one, so there’s no need to be too sad about it.”

I nodded, and Ashuria rubbed her chin and said.

“Doing it again… … .”

Lena said half-jokingly, shaking her hand when Ashuria seriously considered it.

“Ah, it’s okay. Are you okay? I was just joking.”

The hero said to Millet, who was sipping beer while Lena and Ashuria were making a fuss.

“millet. Would you like to change seats? I think the seat is a bit high for me.”

“yes? okay.”

When Millet came down from the chair with her glass, the hero sat down in the seat facing me. Then, after dyeing her cheeks red, she pushed the chicken leg she had brought to Millet. Millet opened her eyes wide while drinking and asked.

“yes? Why are you giving me this?”

“yes? oh, that’s just… … .”

The hero said he just gave it to him, awkwardly evading it and then started drinking again. He glanced at me through the glass, then raised the glass with the momentum to cover his face again and poured the drink over and over again. Asura and Lena, who had been arguing about each other, stopped talking and raised their glasses as if they had made a promise.

said Lena.

“mister. You said you would start farming when it was all over.”

“Yes. It was.”

“I have a lot of interest in farming, too. Shall we farm like this? You know I’m good at business. He’s a farmer who specializes in eliminating competitors.”

I giggled at the joking comment, and Ashria took it and said:

“That sounds like a good idea. Lena. When the porter is done, come with me… … . You promised to help me with my work, then we can do some farming together. If we farm together, there will definitely be good crops.”

At Ashuria’s words, Lena lightly poked her glass with her fork. The fork, which swam to and fro through the ice, was drenched in alcohol and turned a little scarlet.

“I didn’t know that Ashuria was interested in farming.”

Ashria smiled at those words and nodded.

“Are you unemployed now? It’s not like I have any accumulated wealth.”

The ice rattled and swirled in the glass. Lena clenched her chin and said.

“Still, shouldn’t this be conceded to an ex-criminal? From a welfare point of view.”

“Because I don’t have experience either.”

“…Well, won’t the old man choose it for himself later?”

“….okay. That seems to be the answer.”

Asura and Lena met their eyes and smiled. Seeing them smiling harmoniously with each other made me feel good, too, as it seemed that the sediment had been resolved. The hero looked at the two in turn and asked me.

“That, uncle?”

“Yes. Warrior.”

“That… . Hey, how about something like the Knights? I have experience and good skills, so I think I can get in… … . That… … . If you just apply, ha, I think you will stick at once. I don’t know much about knights. Or, take this opportunity to ask for a title of nobility or something. how is it?”

I rubbed my chin and thought.

As expected, even thinking about it again, it wasn’t fun to play for the Knights or the Nobles.

If I come back safely, I wanted to do something I hadn’t done before.

“sorry. warrior. It’s because such a formal job doesn’t suit my wandering nature. I’ve done it once, and that’s enough.”

“That, no, farming is also done in one place… … .”

The hero muttered, and Lena smiled at those words.

“Hero, as expected, seems like a born strategist. Are you digging deep into the gap?”

Lena said that while looking at Ashuria, who nodded and said.

“As expected, the hero is sharp no matter what he does.”

At the words of the two, the hero pours himself another drink and drinks it. Lena suddenly looked at the hero drinking too much and said.

“Warrior. If you drink like that, you’ll have a headache tomorrow. Drink slowly.”

I watched the drink run out and turned my head, raising my hand to order. Apparently, today’s drinking party seemed to be long and enjoyable.

like the old days