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The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

Chapter 165 161 stories, little by little, division of roles.
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"... wow. Is it always like this?

Mr. Druid is impressed to see all the wild rabbits that hung in the trap.

The number of traps set is 5.

Usually, two or three.

With any luck, it would be about 4.

There are 15 wild rabbits in front of us.

"Yes. Will Ciel always surprise you or push you, it's a big hunt"

"Wow - Ciel. That's great."

"Nya-yay."

"Ah! Mr. Druid, no!

"What?... Could it have failed?

When I look at Ciel, my tail is shaking violently if Mr. Druid was happy with what he said.

For this reason, dirt has risen behind Ciel, and things are a little awesome.

"Ciel, calm down! Keep your tail down for now!

"Nah."

Look behind you, Ciel, putting your ears to sleep for a bit.

I'm gonna be pathetic, but I just can't get a little.

"Sorry, Ivy. What was wrong with you?

"Hahaha, I'm happy to help, but I have no idea how to set a trap or anything good or bad"

Mr. Druid sees a trap.

And when I saw the pile of wild rabbits, I seemed convinced.

I don't know which is the best trap if you hunt in large quantities no matter what trap you set.

"Sure, you don't get it now."

"Yes. Are you anxious with my tricks, you always help me. The result of your help is right in front of you."

"Ciel must be thinking about Ivy."

"Yes, that's why it's so hard to stop"

In the meantime, move to a place with water.

When the hunt is over, dismantle it and go sell it.

It's the usual order.

I found a banana tree along the way, so I harvest the leaves.

It is a fungicidal leaf, which makes it useful for wrapping meat.

I came near the river, so I observe carefully around.

It would be tough if there were a ton of Gulbal like yesterday.

It will be nowhere near dismantling.

You will also take care of Mr. Gilmouth.

Exactly. I want to avoid the day after day.

"Looks like you're not here today."

Sounds like it.

"To

Ciel sounds a little dissatisfied.

Do you want to hunt?

... Should I give Ciel a full hunt?

I just don't know what to do with the Gulbal that's gonna pile up.

When I started dismantling it, Mr. Druid helped me a little.

He's just a little bit depressed by what he couldn't do more than he thought.

In this case, is it better to comfort or wait until you calm down...... I don't know!

"Uh, sorry to keep you waiting. Shall we go back to town?"

"Oh, right. Huh, that really doesn't help. Bad."

Seems pretty depressing, not a little.

Sure, it would be hard not to be able to do what I was doing.

... What can I say?

"Uh..."

Because there is no higher technology to comfort.

"I think we should look for ways we can do it with one hand, or work we can do."

Wow, I feel like I'm saying something that sounds kind of great...

"You sure do. I guess I'll just have to take my time looking for what I can do. Thanks."

"No."

Wrap meat in banana leaves.

"Ciel, thank you"

"Nya-yay."

"Puffy."

"Teriyu ~"

Too many replies.

"Here, Sola. You know, you've just been so lenient on my head today."

"Puffy ~"

Sora rocking over Mr. Druid's head a little dissatisfied.

Oh, I'm in a hurry about to fall.

"Sola, 'cause I'm gonna ram you"

"Puh-puh."

Move your gaze softly and see Frem at Ciel's feet.

Flem also exercises stretching vertically.

But unlike Sola, it's a pretty slow exercise.

Looking at Flem, I feel like there's a lot more lying around than Sola.

If you can make it easier, that way! I can peek at places like that.

Slime also has a lot of character ~.

"Shall we?"

Mr. Druid raises a bag with meat from his shoulder.

I was wondering if I could give you a hand, but I decided to ask you to help.

I dismantled it, so Mr. Druid is a haulier.

"Ciel, thank you for today. You don't have to hunt for Gulbal. Please."

"Nyah!

... how can you be very anxious about something.

Besides, I feel powered by Ciel's reply.

Eh.

"You can't hunt if you really can't."

"Nya-yay."

The sound of the way it rang dropped a bit.

... Let's believe it's okay.

"Ciel, I'll see you tomorrow"

As I approached Mr. Druid's words softly, I licked Sora one more time over his head.

The next thing I know, I lick Flem, and then I leave refreshed.

"Wow, what?

Looks like the licked Sora got a bit of a hard vertical exercise.

On your head.

Of course it's not stable, so it fell out of my head.

Mr. Druid panics, but the licked shock seemed to be greater than the fallen shock.

He jumped right around us.

"Sola?"

Funny, Sora should have gotten used to it, too.

"What's going on?

"Because Ciel licked me. But I've gotten used to it a little bit over the last few days."

Mr. Druid chases Sola with his gaze.

It's bouncing around.

I'm hitting the tree a little incorrectly looking in the direction, but, well, I don't care because it's about Sola.

"He was over my head, so maybe he didn't think he could lick it."

I see, are you surprised that they accidentally licked you?

However, I think it's time to get used to it.

"Sola, I'm going home."

If you think you stopped making the perfect move on one of my words, jump big and go back to the classic place.

"You're becoming a classic over my head."

It's already a classic place in me......

"Right. If you don't like it, say it properly."

"It's okay."

Gently bag Flem, who is already traveling in his dreams.

This kid likes to sleep better than Sola.

I still don't know if my body wants it or if it's my personality.

On the way, Sora also gets in her bag and goes back to town.

I haven't signed up for a commercial guild yet, so I'm headed to the butcher shop that Mr. Druid knows.

Oh, my God, it looks like Mr. Tokhihi's shop.

With that said, you haven't heard what Mr. Druid's shop is selling.

"What do you sell in Mr. Druid's father's shop?

"Oh, it's a grain store. I have a pretty good reputation for handling Mugi and Komugi. They also sell bait."

... No way.

But I also feel kind of similar......

"Maybe it's a store near where the stalls are gathered? From the main street, it's on the left."

"That? How do you know that?

Wow.

You may have already met Mr. Druid's father!

"Just go buy some rice"

"Feed's" Kome "?

Oh, well.

It was a bait here.

That's right!

"Yes. It's delicious."

"What? Do you want it? Feed... didn't my father explain it properly?" Kome "is a bait, Ivy."

Shit.

I was more responsive than I thought.

"That calm down, please"

"No, I didn't think my father was in such a business. 'No!' Hmm?"

Let me surprise you, or I shouldn't have thought about it.

It's bad for the heart.

"It's a fine food in my memory"

"... you know what?"

"Yes. I'm sorry, I didn't think I'd panic that far"

"No, I thought you sold it to a kid who didn't know how to feed... Ha, my father wouldn't do that"

I laugh a little bitterly, Mr. Druid.

Apologize firmly again and tell us about the rice.

"Hehe, that's funny"

"Yes...... it's just that I haven't succeeded yet. Difficult to hydrate."

I cooked rice 4 times, but it hasn't worked.

The fire is probably there because it was in my memory, and the rest is water, but this is difficult.

Still under study.

Yeah, let's buy it on the way home and go home.