12. Tomorrow

After finishing the report on the herb request, we took a break.

I went to an empty seat to give Alisa her share of the reward. When I sit down, maybe because I and Arisa are there, the adventurers who were sitting nearby moved away.

If there’s a strong sense of discrimination, will there be no people around?

“Can I have this much?”

“The reward for this quest is cheap, it’s not much, right?”

“… Nino people get almost no reward.”

“That’s a violation of the Guild Code. Why didn’t you say that?”

In the Adventurer’s Guild, there are some rules to keep discipline. Severe punishment is given for disputes such as failure to share quest rewards.

In my case, it was …… Oh, that’s right.

“The Adventurer’s Guild ignored it right?”

“Yes. I’m a Nino, so I was told that was the norm.”

“…They did something similar to me. I protested to the Adventurer’s Guild that I had a small share of the reward, but I was told it was natural because I was incompetent.”

I can sympathize with her.

The laws made by the Adventurer’s Guild don’t work after all.

Everywhere is rotten.

“… I was fine since I have no parents and was just wandering like a migratory bird. But what about you? What was your previous party like?”

“I was forced to carry their luggage.”

“You? Could it be the silver wings are much stronger than Nigris?”

“No, they all have lower than average stats and are weak.

They were able to make it to S rank because I was constantly casting healing magic on them. Their status is low but they don’t listen.

Status is just the limit of a person, but skill and thought process can be managed with effort.

“You said you wanted to hear the story of my previous party. It’s a little dark, but is that fine?”

Taking a breath, the two corrected their posture.

I speak while remembering.

“I was originally born in a remote village, so I have a low sense of discrimination against Ninos.”

“I didn’t know that.” (Fels)

“Well, it was destroyed by a monster attack.”

To put it mildly, they were surprised, but it’s gone and I no longer care about it.

“What about your parents …?” (Arisa)

“They haven’t been there since I can remember, I was treated like a slave in the village.”

No one was taking care of me then.

I was squeezed into a hut and lived only on dried meat and water.

Looking back on it, it was a slave’s treatment, but I’m glad they kept me alive.

“I didn’t even know Nigris-sama’s feelings and insensitively wanted to hear.”

“Don’t worry about it”

In fact, I don’t care either.

Thanks to the destruction of the village, I was free. I learned healing magic.

“Then I was taken to an orphanage with the members of silver wings, where it turned out I had an appraisal skill.”

I used it unconsciously from the time I was born, but I didn’t know it was an appraisal skill. I knew that they wouldn’t believe it even if I talked to the villagers.

“I was invited to the party because of my appraisal skills. The mere presence of a person with a skill in a party is a good sign. I guess all they could see was my appraisal skill.”

They just wanted a skilled person.

It’s not that they wanted me, they wanted to know they had someone with a skill.

That’s why they used me mercilessly and ignored the usefulness of my skills.

“I’m saying it lightly, but it was awful …”

” Nigris-sama was treated as incompetent, and didn’t like it, so you left right?”

“No. I was kicked out because they thought I wanted to reach SS rank by being a parasite.”

“”Huh?””

Don’t harmonize. They must’ve been surprised I said something odd.

“Eh? You were doing chores, carrying luggage, and using healing magic all the time right?”

“That’s right, but”

By the way, I was continually being called incompetent.

Thanks to them, I’ve become resistant to rants and insults.

“What can I say … Silver wings are just idiots! I’m getting irritated just thinking about it” (Arisa)

She said it even though I was keeping my mouth shut.

“Are you angry?” (Nigris)

“…You’re my first friend. You’re the first person who saw my talent and wanted to be my friend without caring whether I’m a Nino or not. That’s why I can’t forgive Silver Wings.”

“Thank you”

“Hey! It’s different! I just thought it was too pitiful …”

Even though Arisa should have had a hard life, this appearance of getting depressed by the misfortune of other people seems to be the very essence of Arisa.

I don’t have many good memories. Everywhere I went, I was treated like a slave, and if it weren’t for the healing magic, I would have died.

“Same as Arisa, I didn’t get much reward, so I didn’t save any money. I was robbed of the melee staff I bought after saving so hard. But I’m glad.”

I was a bit worried it would sound like I was complaining.

But I was relieved by seeing the two of them listen to my story seriously.

“Because I’ve thrown away all my regrets and memories.”

“… Let’s blow them away the next time we meet in the city!”(Fels)

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”(Nigris)

“It’s not worth it. I think.”

I was worried about Fels, who had a dark look, thinking she was unexpectedly radical.

I don’t know what to say in situations like this.

“… What can I do for Nigris-sama?”

“I’m just complaining. The fact that you listen to me and trust me like this is the best thing I could have asked for.”

When I stroked her head, she muttered with a slight shyness.

“Nigris-sama is too kind …”

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