Chapter 39

038. Tsunb von Loewen格林: This is the free part.

The Jefrin 1st-year dormitory.

Due to a series of incidents where a graduate student went on a rampage and two members of the royal family intervened to stop it, the dormitory hall was in an unbelievable state of disarray.

While the 1st-year students were in class, Jefrin commissioned a construction company to repair the dormitory. The construction company, which had connections with Maestro, subcontracted the work, and the subcontractor further subcontracted it.

However, although the main contractor quoted 300,000 rin per person, it's unclear how much they pocketed, as the daily wage for the on-site workers was only 70,000 rin.

Despite this, they worked hard.

They sweated profusely and worked diligently for the 1st-year students.

They completed their assigned tasks on the tight schedule.

When these workers return to Jefrin someday, they will be able to say, "I fixed that 1st-year dormitory building."

The construction is finished.

So, the external company must leave.

And those who remain must return to their daily lives.

Pogulom, Chogula, Yaphaemnon, Kurarien.

Those who came from afar sensed the farewell.

They had gone to work together in the morning, shared a drink of water, eaten lunch together, mixed cement, and even done wallpapering. They had shared hardships and joys on the site.

"You've worked hard. Nee-ssi."

"You've also worked hard. Pibhuraen."

"......Thank you."

Pogulom, Chogula, Yaphaemnon, Kurarien. Workers who would not be ashamed to show their faces anywhere.

Pibhuraen, the woman who led such workers, smiled at Nephthys' words.

It was a smile that left an impression with her curly hair and thick lips.

"Nee-ssi......"

"Why are you crying, Pibhuraen? It'll ruin your pretty face."

"......Sniff."

Pibhuraen, who was in charge of the labor agency, had taken a keen interest in Nephthys.

She had the strength of three adult men and could carry two H-beams. At first, it seemed she was working lazily, but it was just her bright nature. When it came to work, she never took a break, a reliable piece of heavy machinery.

That was Nee-ssi.

Pibhuraen wanted to recruit Nee-ssi.

But she was too young to join the 'Crew' yet.

"Thank you isn't necessary. We are... one Crew in our hearts, aren't we?"

"......Yes. We are one. The Wolves of Sabuten Crew, right?"

"Yes. See you again someday. When that time comes, we'll still be a Crew, right?"

At Nephthys' words, Pibhuraen smiled, hiding her tears.

"Of course (እርግጠኛ)!"

"Yes, that's settled then."

The two shook hands firmly.

Just before leaving, Pibhuraen looked at Nephthys.

"I want to entrust this to you, Nee-ssi."

Saying this, Pibhuraen handed something to Nephthys.

"......This is..."

"A gift from me."

Yellow with black letters, it read 'Safety Manager.' It was the armband that symbolized Pibhuraen's authority as the only one with a safety management certification.

"......Will you accept it?"

"Yes, Pibhuraen! I'll think of it as the soul of the Wolves of Sabuten Crew!"

"Hmm. I don't understand the complicated words, but I get it."

Saying this, Pibhuraen left Jefrin, leaving her heart behind.

After seeing them off, Nephthys tightly gripped the armband in her hand.

Just then, a voice came from behind her.

"Is the farewell over?"

"Yes."

Aila Trista.

Nephthys' new employer.

"Then it's time for me to start my part-time job."

"Yes, Miss. I'm ready whenever you are."

"Good attitude. But... what's that?"

Aila tilted her head, looking at the armband in Nephthys' hand.

"......A token of our promise to meet again."

"Is that so? Well, I don't really understand."

"......Pibhuraen, Pogulom, Chogula, Yaphaemnon, Kurarien...... I will definitely meet you again. Nee-ssi. When that time comes, I'll be a person who works hard without saying a word."

However, whether their reunion would happen was unknown.

The Wolves of Sabuten were all illegal immigrants.

***

Millemy visited the convenience store right after class ended the next day to sample snacks.

After that, a few Mix Sweets were successful, and among them, a grand success emerged.

"How about this one?"

"Unfortunately, the previous one disappeared."

The grand success of Mix Sweets had one issue: the buffs could not be stacked.

The original system was the same. For a Magical Pastry Chef, two buffs could be combined using the general operation of Mix Sweets, and one buff could be combined using the multiplication operation of Mix Sweets, which was a grand success.

One might think that alternating between them would work, but since each buff seemed to have its own cooldown, only one buff could be used in the battle against Kelthers.

"Then, perhaps Half Berserk?"

"Yes, that seems best."

They nodded in agreement. It seemed to be the most practical choice.

This part had already been discussed beforehand.

"I'm concerned that Aila is far from being suited for close combat. I'm not sure if I can come up with a strategy for close combat."

"Oh, she said she's going to find an instructor."

An instructor?

Aila, who has no friends, is going to find an instructor?

Who does she plan to bring? As I was thinking about the lineup, the convenience store door burst open.

"Is the chick here?"

"Yes, yes, Senior!"

"Good. Follow me! I've brought an instructor!"

"Yes, yes?"

At her words, I looked at the instructor standing next to Aila.

A girl with a yellow armband that read 'Safety Manager' on her arm.

The Knight of Conviction. A reliable senior.

It was Nee-ssi.

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