My Daughter Grew Up to “Rank S” Adventurer - Chapter 61.3
“No, of course not. Sometimes when I ask you for a little advice, you’ll be kind enough to answer my questions, and you’re even sorting through my old documents… It’s just different, having someone you can turn to for advice if you need it.”
Leonel tapped the table with his fingertips, making Belgrief’s eyes go black.
“No, it’s not like I’m anything special… Besides, there’s Dortos-san and Chebolg-san…”
“Dortos-san is strict, and Chebolg-san is a brainiac…”
“Then there’s Ed-san, Yuuri-san, and even Gil-san. You know them well enough to ask them for advice, don’t you? Right?”
Belgrief looked at Edgar, who remained silent and smirked as he stoked his cup.
“These people have no mercy for me, Belgrief-san is so caring and gentle, it’s a relief to talk to him.”
Leonel drained his cup in one gulp, setting it on the table with a clatter.
“Besides! And, after all, they have common sense! Long-time adventurers have no common sense! Damn it, I don’t like being incompetent either…”
Edgar laughed and tapped him on the shoulder.
“You’re moving around too fast… You’re still a useless bastard.”
“Haha… You seem to be somewhat exasperated…”
“That’s because being a guild master is the opposite of a free adventurer’s job, right? That’s ironic, considering he’s the head of the guild.”
Qasim laughed and tipped his cup.
Edgar chuckled and sucked on his cigarette, lighting it and exhaling the smoke.
“But I thought Angie was going to be here today.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought too, but when I invited her, she refrained… I guess that means she’s grown up a bit, huh?”
“Haha, well, it doesn’t look like she’s going to have to come to a place full of old men like this.”
“No, I think Angie-san would be better off with Belgrief-san… Speaking of which, has Belgrief-san stopped looking for a wife after all?”
At Leonel’s words, Belgrief chuckled and gulped down his drink.
“…Well, that was just that girl talking on her own… But I wonder if Angie wants a mother too?”
“She did say something like that, though. But Bel-san, no matter how much Angie wants it, your life is your life, so don’t do anything you don’t agree with, okay?”
“Hmm… I guess so. Thanks, Ed-san, I’ll keep that in mind.”
“And Sati, right? You have a crush on someone, don’t you?”
Belgrief scratched his cheek in annoyance.
“It’s not like that…”
“Hmm? What about you, Qasim-san, did you feel that way when we were together?”
Qasim swallowed down the food that was filling his mouth.
“Well, I don’t know. I was just a kid back then, so I wasn’t really into that kind of thing. But now that I think about it, Sati was always aloof, and the three of us used to roll around in the palm of her hand. She was good at making fun of people. Hey, Bel?”
“Yeah, well… I don’t know if she was teasing me too or what…”
” She’s so beautiful, I used to get nervous when she stared at me. I didn’t know why I was so nervous back then. Ah, it’s so frustrating.”
“…Isn’t it just that you guys were self-conscious about it?”
“…Well, maybe we were.”
“Heeheehee, you’re hitting a sore spot, Ed.”
“Well, it’s a man’s nature to have a weakness for beautiful women, isn’t it?”
“Oh… This kind of talk makes me sad to be single…”
Edgar rubbed out his cigarette in disgust and sucked on a new role. He held out a drinking container and poured it into Leonel’s cup.
“Then you should marry someone.”
“Huh? With whom? I don’t have anyone, uncle…”
“You insensitive bastard… There’s no medicine for stupidity.”
Edgar lit a cigarette and Qasim chuckled.
“Well, they’re all single, aren’t they? One with a daughter, but none with a wife.”