The Guy Who Doesn't Want to Be Found vs. The Girls Who Want to Know Who He Is - Chapter 02: The Genius Party of Rank 8

Chapter 02: The Genius Party of Rank 8

“Still as huge as ever.”

I say as I walk into the adventurers’ guild and head for the bulletin board with the quests.

“Maybe… I’ll go for this one this time.”

After showing the quest to the receptionist and about to leave the guild, someone calls out,

“Whoa! Glenn, is that you!?”

It was Spinner, another solo adventurer like me, who’s at rank 6. 

With his short gray hair and rugged look, his friendly personality makes him well-liked by everyone. It’s rare to see someone at rank 6 going solo.

In the ranks, levels 1 and 2 are considered beginners, and they go all the way up to 10. Being at rank 6, you can afford quite some luxuries.

It’s easier to climb ranks by completing quests in a party. If Spinner joined one, he could probably reach rank 7. 

My rank? Well, I’m at 4, but that still puts me in the mid-tier, right?

“Are you heading out on a quest now, Glenn?”

“Yeah, I’m off to hunt some orcs.”

I show Spinner the quest paper.

“Orcs, huh? They’re annoyingly clever.”

Spinner sighed, looking displeased. I agree—those big brutes are cunning.

“Well, you’ll be fine, Glenn. Good luck!”

While saying this, Spinner handed me back the quest paper.

As I took it, I asked Spinner a question that’s always been on my mind.

“I’ve always wondered, why don’t you join a party?”

Spinner looked distant and then said,

“Ah, I prefer being alone. It’s more comfortable, and dealing with people’s drama is just too much hassle.”

I see. Something must have happened to him in the past.

I decided not to pry any further. As I was nodding in understanding, Spinner started talking to me.

“Glenn, look. That famous party just walked in.”

The party that entered the guild was made up of only women, known as “Moon’s Droplets.” 

They were all very good-looking and ranked 8—a group of undeniable geniuses.

However, they do have some challenging personalities. 

They are kind to women but can be quite tough on men. 

The reason is unclear, but their approach is notably harsh.

They arrived in this town a month ago and have been the same since then. 

Their party is well-balanced with a swordsman, a scout, a mage, and a cleric.

I know some parties that are not so well-balanced; for instance, one that consists entirely of axe-wielders who focus solely on attack power and don’t even carry any healing potions.

“If we take damage, we just train harder!” they said. They’re the ultimate muscle-head party, all very buff.

But I digressed. 

Back to the leader of the Moon’s Droplets,

[Swordsman Alice]

She has silvery hair that falls to her shoulders and a gentle look around her eyes. She wears long pants and a tunic, with an iron plate on her chest, giving her a princely aura. She’s about my height, and the earring she wears on her right ear suits her perfectly. Despite her princely demeanor, her chest reveals that she is a woman.

[Scout Stella]

She’s a cat beast-person with blonde hair, most of which is tied back into a ponytail, though some strands frame her face. She wears short pants and a tunic to move easily. Her eyes are an unusual combination of gold and blue, known as heterochromia. She is about the same height as an average woman.

[Mage Carla]

She has long black hair, longer than waist-length, with sharp, upturned eyes, always dressed in a witch-like robe and black tights. Her attire gives her a very witchy look.

She’s a bit shorter than average, which makes her seem strong-willed. It’s a bit sad how she looks small next to everyone else, probably because the others around her are too big. 

Hm? Did she just glare at me, or am I imagining things.

[Cleric Liz]

She’s an elf with long ears and pale pink hair that reaches her back. She always looks sleepy, speaks in a relaxed tone, and is dressed in a white clerical robe. Although she’s the shortest in the party, she has the largest chest.

She’s what you’d call a “loli with a huge chest.”

Well, it’s none of my business, and I probably won’t have anything to do with her.

At that time, that’s what I thought.