To make the examiner speak just once within three minutes!
That seemed to be the adventurer guild's test. Gamon, who was in charge of my examination, was both high level and decked in combat oriented skills. To be honest, I doubt I'd have a chance by facing him head on.
So instead I dropped my fighting stance and addressed him.
"You know, I've always had a knack for telling people's personalities based on their outward appearances."
"..."
While holding his quarterstaff at the ready Gamon tentatively listened to what I was saying. Good good.
"Just by seeing a person's face I can tell what kind of occupation they work in. In your case, there's something aside from being an adventurer, let's see..."
Here I intentionally put on an air, holding my forehead like I was thinking. Gamon responded with a smug grin. 'If you think you can guess it then go ahead and try', huh? His thoughts were written on his face. Alright, let me show you.
"A brothel's janitor... No, more like a brothel's receptionist."
"!?"
Wide open eyes and a look of surprise. Looked like he was about to leak his voice, but with flustered movements he held his lips with his hands.
With a grin and going 'Just what I was waiting for~' I punched Gamon's crotch.
"Ngeh!?"
I didn't put that much strength into it, but still, any guy's voice would leak when being attacked there.
"That's game. You pass, Noir Stalgia."
Hearing that from the receptionist made me nearly jump from joy, but first I apologized to the injured man next to me.
"I'm sorry for the foul play! I wouldn't be able to beat you in a straight up fight and I thought you'd just endure a hit to the stomach."
"Ah, no, that was fine work. Truth is, everything you said was correct. Before I realized it I walked right up to you."
"Please be at ease. I can't actually see people's past."
"But still, analyze, eh... No, nothing. Congratulations on passing. You'll make a fine adventurer I can tell~"
It's apparently a common mindset that asking about the skills of people you're not close with isn't good manners. Well, there's probably a decent number of people that'd rather keep theirs a secret.
'Wh-when the occasion arises,' I stammered and returned inside.
Is this guild really alright?
Noble of the lowest standing, the third son of a baronet! Adventurer of the lowest rank, E class!
While I was thinking about how Lola was one of the smoother talkers she handed me a piece of parchment and a pen. I guess this is where I need to enter my personal data.
"Your personal information will only be shared with staff, other adventurers have no access to it whatsoever. Please be at ease."
So even if you are below commoners' social status, used to be a criminal or your parents fell from nobility, it won't be disclosed to a third party, that kind of confidentiality.
"I hold pride in the fact that I am a son of House Stalgia. I have nothing to be embarrassed about."
Let's try looking cool a little. After looking dazed for a moment, Lola replied.
"A-, no, it's not about that, I meant your skills. You know, like you did earlier."
"Oh that... that's embarrassing."
"Not at all, that was most splendid. Anyway, it's better if the fact that you have that kind of ability doesn't become too well known."
"Oh, why's that?"
I began worrying about what kind of disadvantages analyze might bring with it. Lola brought her face a little closer to mine and while I was thinking about how great she smelled she explained in a whispering tone.
"―――it would make you too popular."
"Isn't that a great thing!"
"Ah, not with girls."
"Oh-, embarrassing."
"Random brutes would try pressuring you into teaming up with them. As a newcomer you have yet to get to know all the people within the guild."
Ahh, so that's what it's about.
Lola pointed to the flag hung up inside the guild. Odin's coat of arms sure is cool. Worthy of being called the symbol of the guild.
"This is Odin, you know? The Odin that Olivia Servant was part of."
"Master was!?"
A-, whoops.
mysterious air around it.
"Heheh~. You just thought 'A diary?' didn't you?
"I am in awe of your insight."
"This isn't a diary, it's a book of analyzation."
Based on its name I could guess what it did. Something along the lines of touching it making your information appear on top of the paper.
"Ee―, if you had something like that then just use it from the start――"
Seeing me grumble like that Lola went 'Tsk, tsk, tsk' while wagging her finger before her face. Man, she's really getting into it.
"It's a magical tool, you see. Its number of uses is limited, which is why we only use it on questionable people."
"Ah――, so I'm questionable then."
"How about it, do you feel like retracting your skills yet?"
Even if you tell me all that, I really have them, so..., seeing my still halfhearted look Lola decided to demonstrate the book's true worth.
"Please touch this page."
"Gladly, but just in case, what if I was really saying the truth?"
"It's been 613 days since I became guild receptionist, alright? I have an eye for people. ...But sure, how about apologizing by pulling up my skirt and going
You said it yourself after all, now you need to take responsibility. Gathering her resolve she grasped the cuff of her skirt and pulled it up.
Triangle―― that is to say, her panties became exposed.
I said.
"'I love you, Master Noir,' I believe it was."
It was a little different, but it seems like she wasn't in a state to notice. With a deep red face she repeated after me.
"I-I-I l-love you, M-master N-n-noirueeeh――"
It's not something to start crying about!
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