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“No! Your registration can’t be accepted!” A receptionist of the Adventurer’s Guild told me off-rip, and I felt thoroughly frustrated. And I made sure to pick the less unpleasant-looking out of several options. All in vain, it seems.
Ever since Rokoko and I walked in here, the other adventurers sent us curious and mocking glares. They all leered. Seeing two people of the Dark attribute in distress must’ve been quite the sight.
Adventurers who spend their days in constant battle had no trouble recognizing we shared the same attributes as the monsters. Still, it doesn’t really matter when it comes to them. Regardless of what they think or how they act, they are fundamentally free since they have no protection—But the guild staff should’ve been different.
“Um, is it because we both have the Darkness attribute? I mean, it’s true we often face discrimination and harassment, but not being able to even register…?”
“Dark attribute? What nonsense are you talking about?! It’s not that!” With that thought in mind, I was about to retort, but the receptionist, her brown twin braids swaying, raised her voice even louder.
“Huh?” Her unexpected reaction caught me off guard, and I unintentionally let out a dumb sound.
“You two clearly still look like children! While it’s true that anyone can theoretically become an adventurer, why children? But that’s exactly why! Even if other guild staff might turn a blind eye, I won’t let children become adventurers just to let them die needlessly! If you’re looking for employment, I can recommend safer jobs for you!”
The receptionist, cheeks flushed with a fire for her job, pleaded passionately. As I gazed into her amber eyes, completely devoid of any murkiness usually associated with the discrimination we face, I realized she actually cared about us.
So there are people like her in the guild…
She irradiated genuine kindness, something I seldom encountered in the open. It genuinely overwhelmed me. I couldn’t help seeing some sort of radiant sun emanating from her very innocence.
Setting that aside, however, not being able to register was a problem. I had initially planned to do it quietly as to avoid causing a scene, but there was no other choice.
“Understood, big sister. So—”
“It’s Fair! My name is Fair Cern! I don’t children like you to call me ‘big sis’, or I’ll get attached. Please, use my name!”
“Uh, alright. Ms. Fair.”
“Also, could you please stop trying to sound polite? You’re kids! There are plenty of rough-handed, gnarly adventurers out there who are either too polite or use rough language. It feels a bit sad, honestly, like you’re putting walls!”
“Uh, yeah. I get it, Ms. Fair. So can you calm down a bit and listen to what I have to say?”
“Yes. What is it?”
While I couldn’t help but think that Fair’s concern about not getting too attached or feeling sad about putting up walls wasn’t entirely unfounded, I fully accepted her perspective. Finally, her excited state seemed to calm down.
Now that we could get to the point, I went straight to it.
“I understand that you’re genuinely worried about us being kids, Ms. Fair. But, on the flip side, if it’s clear that if Rokoko and I have the strength not to die right away, then you could accept our registration, right?”
“W-Well, that’s… I mean… yes, but…”
“Then, take a look at this.”
With those words, I activated the magical device on my left wrist, revealing a spatial storage compartment. From it, I retrieved what I was aiming for.
“What?! I-Is that spatial storage?! A child like this has something that only top-tier adventurers can reach?! A-And this… is this the core of the Giant Treant, the Great Sylvan Giant?! A-And it’s in perfect condition, completely unharmed! I’ve never seen anything like this before!”
“What?! The core of the Giant Treant?!”
“Th-This lowlife Darkness brat!”
“This can’t be real?! What kinda joke is this?!”
Ignoring the buzz that suddenly flared up from the rude adventurers behind us, I smiled warmly at the receptionist. Rokoko also nodded in agreement from beside.
“How about it? With this, will you acknowledge the two of us, Ms. Fair?”
“Please,” Rokoko pleaded.
“Y-Yes! O-Of course!” She raised her voice, nodding as quickly as her neck allowed her to. Her round, surprised amber eyes glistened with astonishment.
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