I Got a New Skill Every Time I Was Exiled, and After 100 Different Worlds, I Was Unmatched (WN)

time, so the repeated and casual contact with them made me inwardly perturbed.

 

But Tia treated me like a little kid, or at best a little brother, and I tried my best to control myself so that I wouldn’t “misunderstand” her.
It was a good thing that Alexis, who was very good looking, was with me, because I was certain that she would never fall in love with me.

 

“You haven’t changed at all.
You’re the same woman who got me kicked out of the hero party.”

 

“That’s…”

 

I said sarcastically, and Tia’s expression instantly clouded over. Oops, I think I’d gone back to being a kid at heart.
This wasn’t a mature response.

 

“No, I’m sorry.
It’s not that I have a grudge against Tia.
It is true that at the time I was a burden for the hero’s party, and the cause of the problem was … partly my fault.”

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“…………………… I’m sorry.”

 

“No, no, no, no, no, no,! I mean, I’m sorry.
It was ten years ago, and I can’t believe I’m bringing it up now.
….”

 

I hurriedly apologized to Tia, who had just changed her face from crying to smiling and then back to crying again.
But Tia stared at me with a sad look in her eyes.

 

“Then…Then why did you come? I thought you were here to blame me.”

 

“Blame you?Why?”

 

“Because … I’m the only one who’s still alive.”

 

“…………”

 

I felt a tightening in my chest.
The past that had come back too vividly seemed to overshadow the reality even more intensely.

 

 “….
… I don’t blame you, If you say that, then I’m just as guilty as you for irresponsibly straying away from the hero’s party.”

 

“That’s――”

 

“No, it’s okay.
Anyway, I don’t blame Tia, and I don’t think I deserve to.
I just … want to hear the  story.
What the hell happened to you after I left? How did Yuusha-sama …… Alexis died?”

 

When I asked her quietly, Tia twisted her face in pain and turned over.
No one would want to remember what it was like when their friends died …., much less when they were the only ones who survived.

 

But I want to know about it.
I’d been a member of the hero’s party, even if only for a short time, and I had the right and duty to know about it.
But …

 

“Is it still hard for you? You don’t have to talk right now…”

 

“No, no, no.
I’ll tell you now.
….
If I don’t tell you now, I’m sure I’ll regret it.
But it’s a bit of a mess here, so can we go to the other room? I can make some tea and …… I’d like to change my clothes.”

 

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“A-ah.
That’s right.
That’s right.”

 

Since she had woken up earlier, Tia was wearing shiny pink pajamas.
The fabric was a little too high quality for this room, but considering Tia’s ability as a spirit wielder, it was only natural for her to have this level of taste.

 

“I’ll be waiting for you in the other room.”

 

“Un.
I’ll be there as soon as I change my clothes.”

 

When I left the bedroom, I sat down at one of the four square tables.
After a few moments of waiting, Tia appeared, dressed in her familiar youthful grass-colored traveling outfit.

 

The long hair, which resembled Oren’s berries that we just ate, was not as dazzling as gold and gave a sense of warmth, while the slender body, at 160 centimeters tall, was ….
thinner than before.? I think she had gotten thinner than before, but I wasn’t stupid enough to ask a woman about her figure.

 

“Hello.
I’m going to make some tea.
Can you wait a little longer?”

 

“Of Course!.”

 

“What are you saying? Fufu~”

 

Tia laughed a little happily at my exaggerated use of the word “Of Course” and chest thumping.
Again, in a few moments, a white porcelain tea set was on the table, and the cup was filled with steaming red tea.

 

“Are? Is this tea from ….?”

 

“Oh, you remember? Great, great.”

 

“Mmm.”

 

It was the same tea I had first been served by Tia.
I shot a frustrated glance at Tia, who leaned over and patted my head.
Tia sat back down, sipped from her cup,…, and let out a small breath.

 

“Well, I’ll tell you.
I’ll tell you what happened to us after you disappeared.
….”

 

An old story with a definite bad ending that benefited no one.
Tia’s words echoed quietly in the cool air of the room, which was so different from the warmth of her palm.