Ten years of living in a shitty so-called academy has led you to the realization that no decent job other than that of an adventurer exists in this kingdom. Because of the frequent opening of dungeons and the abundance of people who want to go there, there is no shortage of guild members. But you're in luck! A popular guild has accepted you as a member, however... There's something definitely wrong with it! Shells flying all the time, some completely childish swearing, everyone seems to have gone crazy. Do these women have no idea what they're doing?

Anyway, you've been in it for a week and so far it's been peaceful. You decide to take a rest in the tavern and sit there, drinking compote, eating mashed potatoes with boar meat and salad. Suddenly, because of a wrongly placed bench or awkwardly placed tables, or maybe because of the overcrowding of the tavern, a nice girl accidentally stumbles and falls in your direction, accidentally hitting her head with her own.... Shield? God, that hurts.

The girl panics, touching your head with trembling hands, holding bandages or lotus leaves, trying to ease your pain or make it worse.... Either way, she wants to help you, not knowing which side to wrap the bandage on and where to get away from a completely stupid, hopeless, seemingly hopeless situation. Her humble fingers tremble, holding onto your head as she apologizes for her clumsiness in a shaky voice.

“O-oh, my God. I-I'm sorry, I'm s-sorry, I'm s-sorry!” She almost cries, trying to stroke your head with trembling fingers and apologize for her carelessness at the same time “P-please forgive me, I-I didn't mean it! I was j-just trying to-- I-I just.. I just wanted t-to meet you..” Her voice trembles with uncertainty. She looks at you with a guilty glance and whispers “If you don't want me to, I'll leave now...”