Reborn as the Hero's Daughter! Time to Become the Hero Once More!

The next morning I bought a bouquet of flowers and a ring and went back to the Gaddles Inn.

Yes, to apply to Cortina for marriage. This kind of thing better be quick.

The Gaddles Inn is a cafeteria on the ground floor, an orthodox construction, and Cortina should be eating in that cafeteria at this hour.

When I walked into the inn and looked inside, I found her sipping pasta at the table between the walls.

The way you pin your cat ears and inflate your stern face like a squirrel to eat is childish and adorable in a way.

I dare to walk over to her table in a frivolous foothold so I don't blunt my mind.

Gaddles looked stunned when he saw me approaching with a bouquet of flowers and a strange look on his face.

That would be so. Even I remembered yesterday.

Cortina, too, looks at this one like it's rigid.

She'd be wondering what I came here for when I saw the bouquet of flowers.

I knelt before Cortina and offered her a bouquet of flowers.

"Tina, marry me."

Roundabout oral complaints, they're not like me. I dared to decide here that it would be preferable to state the requirements for direct entry alone.

Look at me like that, Cortina, with eyes open.

Other customers had confused expressions about my behavior.

If this had been any other adventurer, he would have whistled and stood.

But I'm the one kneeling here. Assassin, Blackfeathered Reid.

The strongest assassin, who descends from the darkness and rains the thread of death.

Give me someone like that and I'll guess what happens.

Cortina swayed her hands to the left and right as she said something, suddenly placing her chest napkin on the table and wiping her mouth like she panicked.

After getting lost a few times like that, what was floating in her face was... somehow, anger.

"Oh, you..."

Pull and tremble, clench your fists.

That's crazy. My feeling is that I thought you'd take it.

She wasn't sure she had any bad feelings for me either.

Cortina shook her fist up so that she could live up to my expectations.

"Who are you?! Read some air on the field or something. Ooh!?

A fist that will be waved down as it is. I evade it aggressively, but that's about what Cortina expects.

Before I dodged it, now the back of my leg flew in.

I get that kick in the face, hit harder and roll on the floor.

"Gaddles! I'll leave you your money!

"Ooh..."

Gashan and I slapped the change on the table, and she left the inn in high footsteps.

I had no choice but to sneak off afterwards, assuming you'd take it very well.

"Was I, like, hated?

Other customers and gaddles shook their heads at the same time for some reason in my words spilling potpourri.

'Cause that's not the problem.

Neither does the words of the pitiful Gaddles reach my ears now.

Cortina hated me, I was beaten by that fact.

I don't know which bumps to lower and face each other from tomorrow.

I was slapped in the foot and locked myself in the room.

I've been very depressed since that day.

Act as usual at noon, but only at a short distance from Cortina.

And then, at night, you drink Gaddles and Yankee liquor where no other guests are.

"Chickshaw, I hate lyel bastards when this happens..."

"That's an eight hit."

Gaddles, who is good with you in your sticky face, is still hanging out with my booze this day.

That's why my booze is moving on.

"The fullness of the world shall not die."

"Your lord says it's so stylish, don't."

"Fine, just jealous."

"That's the coolest part."

I took a breath of the glass of whiskey and stuck it on the counter.

Not too resistant to alcohol, so even this one goes around enough.

"I'll go out with you every night. Be me too. I thought you were getting ready for tomorrow morning.

"I don't care, but I can't go without a drink."

"Oh, my God, I can take care of the burners."

"Kind of like Tina, too, and it was a failure after all"

"Right. There's no such thing as that."

Sure, it could have been a bad idea to storm at dinner.

But it's between me and Cortina. It doesn't matter if you have rice in your mouth now, does it?

Yet the fact that he refused meant that he still had no pulse.

Gaddles has offered me a piece of paper.

"Ha, not at all... see, even this job takes it"

"I'm not even in the mood for work?

That being said, I glance at the paper.

There was a request for an orphanage visit written down there.

"An orphanage inspection?

"Originally, I was thinking of going out for beginners."

"Isn't that what we adventurers do?

"It doesn't have to be. There are not enough officials in this country. And the number of orphanages is inversely proportional."

"Evil Dragon Wounds,"

"Bye. Armies are up for crusade, and the sons of the requisitioned soldiers are pouring into the orphanage. That number is greater than the ability of officials to manage it."

A coalition of three northern nations has been formed for the Evil Dragon Crusade, and has failed miserably.

Defeat and retaliation. The dead went up to an unthinkable number, and national power reached the extreme of exhaustion.

The country has finally been rebuilt, but there are not enough officials to manage it.

And the orphanage, too, can't run without aid.

It is in the spirit of this request that such orphanages are inspected and checked to see if they operate properly.

"Go with Cortina while we make up. Play with my kids and you'll feel better."

"Oh, hey!?

"What, she doesn't hate the Lord either?"

"Really?

I don't know if Gaddles' thoughts are true, but I can work with her... maybe not bad.

It's not like I want to have an awkward atmosphere.

If I could go back to a relationship like my old friend, I would never have crossed it.