A few days have passed since Niles joined the village. So far, he hasn’t shown any suspicious behavior; on the contrary, he has been doing everything from chores to hunting monsters, accepting complaints and consultations from the residents, and before I knew it, he had become a part of the village.
He’s never been outspoken, and he’s always kept a low profile. In the past few days, his popularity with me has been on the rise. He used to be a hunter before he became a chief priest, and I could expect a lot from him as a warrior.
He had a mighty mace in his hand, and a powerful attack that blasted away with monstrous strength. He also has a huge shield to protect himself and his allies. He could also handle a higher level of healing magic than Chem, which was a good thing as it reduced her burden.
“I owe you an apology for suspecting that your exaggerated reaction was theatrical.”
He seems to have truly repented, and the way he runs around busy every day is somehow enjoyable. Smooth sailing and peaceful days. I hope that nothing will happen to him until the next [Temptation of the Evil God]. While I was absentmindedly looking at my PC screen on a Sunday afternoon, thinking about this, I had a visitor.
“Yoshio, how’s that new boy doing?”
I’m not sure how I feel about this. Destiny’s figure was stuck to the glass panel, staring at us.
An adult man and woman who understand each other’s feelings are in a private room. This would normally be a good scene, but with Destiny never taking his eyes off of us, and my sister, Sayuki, staying with us with drinks and snacks, nothing can happen.
“I want to know that too. He’s a very cute boy, isn’t he?”
My sister took a bite out of Seika’s question. Their impression of Makoto has improved a lot since then. The two of them were insistent on whether he was really a man before, so I asked his permission to take a picture of him in light clothing during a break from work and showed it to them. Incidentally, when I told Makoto why I was doing this, he said, “I’m sorry to hear of such a misunderstanding.”
It made me feel uncomfortable.
“I have him come in twice or thrice a week to work. My senior colleague, Ms. Misaki, sometimes has to take time off for her children’s events, so he’s been a great help.
Ms. Misaki is quite fond of Makoto, though she complained about the reduced opportunities to work together. Both the president and Mr. Yamamoto are good-natured people, so Makoto seems to be gradually getting used to them. Also, I was once invited by Makoto to visit his home, and his father thanked me for the visit and bought me grilled meat.
He seemed to have exaggerated his praise of me, and I was horrified when his father bowed to me and said, “Please keep up the good work.”
Although I felt that it was an excessive evaluation that was not appropriate for a guy like me, I would like to praise……myself fo
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