Chapter 80 (1/2)

Chapter 80

『Town of Ether Clan: General shop』

[Come again ～]

I received a paper bag from the store owner’s oba-chan, and left the store.

Or rather it’s good that it was oba-chan.

It’d be very unpleasant that the place where I bought this is been taking care by an ossan.

[……  Good. It’s not here]

While coming out from the store to the main road, on the way I confirm my surrounding.

I don’t know where I will meet that Ikemen again.

The me right now is quite weird

It never hurts to not approach the person with a possibility of opening the door to a new world.

[………!!!] [……….. ]

When I accidentally listen carefully, from behind the general store I heard voices quarreling for some reason.

(……  What……? A drunkard……?)

I wouldn’t like to get involved so much, but the person shouting in a loud voice is a man, and the other one is a female voice.

( …… Did she pick a quarrel with a disgusting guy? …… good grief.……)

I step forward to where I heard the voice.

[Therefore who is a Yankee?　This b.i.t.c.h!]

[Isn’t it decided that it’s about you. Who was just shouting since a little while ago… little man]

A man with stand pointed red hair was barking at the woman whose appearance was like a prost.i.tute.

Oh, is it that? That guy is entangled in a foolish love?

[Who is a small man!?  I, this time will win this compet.i.tion tournament and will be the man who becomes 『hero』!]

[Ara…….  I wonder if the reliability of the qualifying rounds won’t drop if a human like you ended up partic.i.p.ating]

[This b.i.t.c.h—]

[Ok–.stop]

I who entered when the man had just raised his fist.

I didn’t want to get involved, but it’s a foul to hit a woman.

[Aa? Who are you?]

The pointed red haired man glared at me.

Uwah, so nostalgic.

I often got involved with fellows like this at that 『real world』?

At the time when I broke into a fighting game in the arcade game or something like that.

[Ara. Good M.A.N♪]

The woman dressed like a prost.i.tute leered at me.

No matter what, now I can’t said that the contents of the paper bag that I’m holding in my hand is a sanitary item.

[You guys, although I understand that you want to talk with each other about breaking up. That sort of thing, let’s do it in a lonelier place. It is unsightly, especially red hair.]

Sternly, I stare at the red haired b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

Then he returned a fearful gaze back as if firing a gun.

…… Yes.

The real thing is impressive, isn’t it?