Chapter 72 - Day of Discharge (Interlude) (1/2)

“Thank you very much, I’m forever indebted.’

“Thanks, much obliged!”

“T-h-a-n-k y-o-u v-e-r-y m-u-c-h.”

“Ah! Hurry up and get going!”

The metal gate shut with a large thud.

I’m sure that he’s a tsundere.

He was strict, but was concerned about us one way or another.

“We’re finally out!”

“Big brother Seijitsu, he’s no longer there.”

The sloth tribe, which is rare even for beastsmen, is always like this.

We were still bowing towards the already closed gate.

“Hah, it was a long month, huh.”

“It was fun!”

“Sister is always like that…”

“Gasaraio needs to enjoy things more!”

“Nanairo, you’re the only one who can enjoy imprisonment…”

We spent a month, or 29 days to be exact, at a detention facility.

The charge was a violation of the Special Magic Tools and Sword and Firearms Control Law.

Originally, it was a crime where we could not complain even if sentenced to a harsher prison sentence. But the sentence was reduced thanks to the treasure hunter association we belonged to.

However, among us ‘brothers’, only Seijitsu has connections with the big shots of the association.

Although he’s of the sloth tribe, he has a rank A treasure hunter license, and is one of the ten people within the country that is an acknowledged “Dragon Slayer”.

That being said, “Dragon Slayer” doesn’t mean that you actually defeated a dragon.

This is a first-class title given to treasure hunters who have explored dungeons with a designation of A+ or higher, and played the most active role.

It can be said that this is the ultimate proof that a treasure hunter is recognized for his skill.

Seijitsu is really amazing.

If it wasn’t for him, I would still be rummaging for scraps in the ‘Polluted city’.

10 years ago, when I was 7, my brother rescued me from the darkness.

And also sister Nanairo who always helps me.

I will never be a match for the two of them.

“Then, let’s go back to the hideout first.”

I can’t dive into the dungeon for another 5 months because of my blunder.

I don’t have a hard time living because my big brother and sister’s savings were astonishing, but I still have the loan for the magic cannon that I bought to show off with.

It was bought under my elder brother’s name, but it is a luxury item I bought at my own selfishness.

Even the license fees were just paid, and completely relying on others was just too uncool. I want to at least earn enough to pay off that loan.

Is there a way, a way to earn money without having to dive into a dungeon.

“F-r-o-m t-h-e p-r-e-s-i-d-e-n-t”

“I received a direct request from the President of the Bemon Society! We’ll return to the hideout first and then come back to this town again!”

“Is it okay to receive a nomination request?”

What are they telling us to do in this town?

To be honest, I want to quickly get out of this town that is becoming my trauma.

“Because of the association’s mediation to lower the sentence, we can’t refuse! That old man, I hate his sexual harassment!”

Yup.

I hate that fatty as well.

Big sister Nanairo is of the Toucan bird tribe with a good figure and feathers colored a rare seven prismatic colors. Although not so much for humans, she is regarded as an idol by some beastmen, and she has also had a gravure photoshoot request from a magazine that is popular among treasure hunters.

Big brother refused, but I think it was a waste.

If you were put in that magazine, you can make a living through modelling and commercials.