Is It Wrong For Me To Start With Three Skills In Danmachi ?!

"Lady Freya, Allen has sent back intelligence."

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The goddess's lips curved into a trace of an enchanting smile, her violet pupils, as if able to see through hearts, flickered with a strange brilliance.

"Just say it, Ottar."

The goddess's loyal guardian bowed slightly, replying respectfully without raising his head.

"Your warning has already been delivered accurately."

"Hehehehe… "

A bewitching laugh spilled from the deity's mouth, echoing against the reflection on the floor-to-ceiling window, ensnaring the gaze of the confused follower.

"But… the result was not ideal."

"… " The goddess maintained her alluring smile, lips softly parting.

"Oh? Did something happen?"

The burly Boaz's voice remained steady, his tone suppressing discontent.

"That [Flame Demon]'s strength was somewhat beyond expectations. With Allen alone, it was not enough to suppress him. Furthermore, he spoke of 'Hostess of Fertility.'"

"Kehehehehe-"

The goddess of beauty laughed, joyfully, like a child who had just found a new toy.

"Loki's luck has always been good. I'm starting to look forward to this."

The "Twilight Manor," the residence of the familia.

Fron, dressed in casual clothes, leaned over the balcony of the open corridor, gazing at the sky shrouded in dark clouds. They drifted everywhere with the wind, wandering in the dim gray.

The hot summer was nearly at its end; autumn rain drizzled down from the sky, misty and scattered.

The fine rain poured over this vast and bustling city, like a thin veil, hazy and dreamlike.

Lost in thought, he stretched out his hand, feeling the raindrops fall onto his palm, like threads, like silk, like green mist, like fading smoke.

He took deep breaths of the clear, sweet air, savoring the earthy fragrance exuded by the fantastic plants and flowers in the courtyard. Fron was immersed in this beautiful morning.

"Watching the rain?"

A clear voice sounded behind him, though Fron did not find it sudden.

"Ah, now that I think about it, I've already been in Orario for more than a year. Rain and snow here are really few and far between."

"As the farthest west of the continent, there is no winter here. Rain, however, is relatively common." Hearing Finn's words, Fron fell into thought.

"Not busy today? Or did you finish everything last night? When I came back late at night, I saw your office still brightly lit."

Though standing on the balcony to look outside must be a bit strenuous for him, Finn seemed completely unconcerned.

"Ah, I've already discussed matters with Loki."

"What did she say?"

"The red-haired beast tamer incident, she agreed to cover it up. Also, she speculates that the Violas that appeared at the Monster Pheria was transported to the surface through some channel by the enemy. But, well, we'll leave that for the Guild to investigate."

"After all, whether it's the city or the Tower of Babel, both are under the Guild's management. As for that strange orb, the enemy's goal was likely to bring it to the surface as well. A troublesome matter indeed."

"Troublesome."

"Isn't it just."

After exchanging only a few words, Finn yawned, then quickly took his leave, intending to go rest.

It seemed he had been busy all night, only just finishing his work. Surely, being the captain of such a large familia was no easy task. Unlike the younger cadre next to him, who seemed carefree every day.

After idly admiring the autumn rain for a while longer, Fron turned back.

"Yo, good morning, Fron!"

"Good morning, Tiona, Tione, Lefiya."

Such a scene had already become routine, but, it seemed someone was missing?

Carrying his tray to his usual seat in the corner, Fron asked curiously:

"Why don't I see Ais? Don't tell me she's skipping breakfast?"

Tiona, eating roasted meat in big bites, mumbled unclearly:

"Nope, I think she was pretty badly injured when she came back. She's resting in her room. Riveria took her breakfast to her."

'No way, Ais isn't the type to be so delicate. And last night when I saw her, her injuries weren't that serious… what happened?'

Puzzling over the matter of the girl, he was filled with doubts, so he quietly decided to check on her after eating.

…

The third floor, southern wing of the manor, this was the girls' domain.

All the female members of the familia had their rooms here, making it an absolute forbidden zone for male members. Fron had been here a few times by chance, but that was all.

Since everyone was busy, the corridor was completely empty.

"This one, right?" After hesitating and checking the nameplate, Fron raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock … "

"… "

"It's me, Fron."

"… "

The room was silent for a long moment, until hurried footsteps were heard within.

--?

What was she doing? Fron was utterly confused.

Having never had a friend who was a girl in his past life, how could he possibly understand the fluster of a girl harboring secret feelings, panicking when suddenly faced with a boy intruding into her room?

The noises inside went on chaotically for several minutes before the door finally opened.

With just one glance, Fron's eyes lit up.

At this moment, Ais was not wearing her swordswoman's attire, but instead a cute, elf-style home outfit (said to be a gift from Lefiya).

A sleeveless white gauze top exposing her shoulders, paired with a violet pleated skirt and white over-knee stockings, she was the very picture of a beautiful girl.

What's more, her dazzling golden hair was rarely tied up slightly at the back, revealing her slender, snow-white neck.

The girl lowered her head slightly, her cheeks and ears flushed red. She stammered nervously, gaze drifting, staring fixedly at the colorful slippers on the floor.

"P-Please, come in… "

Her reaction struck Fron as odd. What was this about? Wasn't she supposed to be exhausted? She didn't look unwell at all.

"Then, I'll intrude."

"Mm."

Creak, the door closed.

…

Then, from around the corner of the hallway, several small heads popped out one after another.

"He went in."

"Yeah, he went in."

"Didn't think Fron would be the first man to enter Ais's room."

"Stupid sister, of course it'd be Fron. Isn't that obvious? Their relationship, it's really hard to put into words. Even I'm getting impatient watching them."

"Who in the familia doesn't see it? It's just the two of them who keep being adorably oblivious every day."

"Eh? Lefiya? Why are you crying?"

"Uuuuu… abandoned, Miss Ais no longer belongs to me …"

"… " The weeping elf girl, tears flowing endlessly, looking pitiful and delicate.

Tione and Tiona exchanged glances, both helpless and amused.