There was a bit of a problem with the formation of the Torquiva-Tarababara Trading Party, which is scheduled to depart next week.

The selection of representatives for the trading party and the carriage guards caused a great deal of commotion among the adventurers,who had to nominate themselves or others.

They were saying, “pick me” “ no me” “you’re a small fry” “you’re no good” “she’ll be a good choice” and some more things.

Yesterday, it was decided that they’ll use force to decide.

The next day, almost all of the Schenkers adventurers had gathered at the usual site where the theater was to be built….

It happened to be my day off so I came to watch with Laura-san, who had a lot of free time on her hands.

By the way, the representative of the trading party was decided right away without any trouble.

It’s Jiren, a candidate for a managerial position.

She will officially become a manager when she returns from this trip so she’s very motivated.

Even now, she’s holding a loudspeaker magic tool while standing in the pool drained with water which will be used as a ring.

「Okay!? The last one standing will be the leader of the trading party guards and all other members will be decided by that girl!」

「Ohhh!」

「Good grief!」

「Will Jiren fight too!?」

「Of course not! This tournament will decide who’ll protect me!」

「What do you mean?」

「Huh?」

Jiren seems to be still lacking in majesty, so she’s always interrupted by the girls around her.

She’s not used to it yet so I guess it can’t be helped.

The only people present here are our own people, so I hope she’ll get used to her new position slowly.

It’s cold outside but Laura-san and I are sitting on a magic heating mat I made for her. She’s also covered with a magic heating blanket, and drinking tea from a magic kettle.

「You can make anything, can’t you?」

「I can’t cook. I only know how to heat cooked food.」

However, convenience is still convenience.

However, those don’t have temperature control so if it gets too hot, you can only adjust by using ambient air.

「Listen up, you guys!」

「Oh! Roast-neesan!」

「Iyo! She stands out today too!」

In the pool, Jiren had lost her loudspeaker to the red haired fishkin Roast.

Jiren, who had lost the loudspeaker, moves to a place where she won’t get in the way while feeling depressed.

It can’t be helped.

Everything from now on will be part of your experience.

「It’s cold so let’s do it quickly. I don’t care if you have recommended yourself or you were recommended by someone but if you want to join, just say it! Come here and join us and show everything you’ve got!」

「Ooohhh!」

「I’ll go!」

「Me too!」

「Go Mamu! You can do it!」

The adventurers gathered one after another in front of Roast and there seemed to be around 20 of them.

Of course, there were those who were already in the pool before Roast’s call like the centaur Pickles and the scalekin Mince.

The birdkin Vongo seemed to have left the competition for her partner, Pickles, and was waving something that looked like a flag in support.

「Alright! Two fighters at a time and the winner will stay behind! The remaining guys will fight again and the winner will stay! It will continue until only one left!」

「Place your bet, place your bet! Storo will be the banker! It’s now or never!」

「Goodluck! Rafi!」

「Mamu, I’ll be betting on you!」

The edge pool was abuzz with cheering crowds.

There weren’t many events this winter.

I should have thought of something more fun to do.

「Jiren, get yourself together.」

「Yes」

Jiren, who has an arched back, seemed to have regained some of her composure after being handed of the loudspeaker and patted on the back by Roast.

「The first two have been decided. Everyone else, get out of the pool!」

「Alright!」

「As you wish!」