Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

Lance held the basket and stood where he was, smiling as he watched her leave.

Nia turned around and walked toward the guild with light and cheerful steps.

Only after passing a street corner and completely confirming that Lance absolutely could not see her anymore—

did her previously brisk footsteps instantly slow down.

The girl covered her burning cheeks with both hands and leaned against the brick wall, gasping for breath.

She now felt so embarrassed she was about to explode.

That final sentence earlier, “You’re not allowed to share it with anyone else,” had sounded far too deliberate.

It practically made her seem like she was guarding food.

Just as she was drowning in self-directed embarrassment—