Reincarnated as an Instructor in an Adult Game

The man I punched fell backward.

I grabbed his collar with one hand and made sure the back of his head didn’t hit the ground.

Think of me as kind, you idiot…

Without pursuing further, I looked at the man who seemed to have lost consciousness while still holding his collar and let out a sigh.

Turning only my face, I said tiredly to Folia who had a surprised expression.

“Could you pour water on these guys? They’re drunk on alcohol.”

“…Come to think of it, you all smell of alcohol, don’t you? Haa… are you idiots?”

Folia looked at the three adventurers with narrowed eyes and let out a sigh; the three adventurers looked at by Folia averted their faces looking guilty.

When I approached the smell of alcohol was there so I understood immediately, and there’s no way talk would get through to drunk people.

That’s why I deliberately punched full force—on the forehead… I really want you to think of me as kind.

Looking at Sagua who stood up while pressing his head with one hand, I let out a small sigh of relief.

Generally Sagua’s body techniques are quite something, so being blown away without resistance felt odd.

I endured the urge to slam the man whose collar I was holding with one hand onto the ground and quietly laid him down.

There are several rules at the guild, and one of them is not to visit after drinking alcohol.

This is a rule to prevent hot-blooded adventurers from rioting when drinking, and to prevent clients from becoming afraid and not coming to the guild.

By the way, if this rule is broken one receives discipline from the guild master as well as a penalty.

In the past the guild master had displayed an adventurer he disciplined as an example, and I’m confident I would get trauma from that.

…Even if important parts are hidden, I don’t want to be crucified naked.

Moreover if crucified from morning to night while being looked after by guild staff, I would shut myself in before swearing never to do it again.

The adventurer who actually received that sanction was crying…

Before it came to that he was punched and stopped by me—I want you to think of it as fortunate.

While looking down with an exasperated expression at the man lying unconscious on the ground, from behind there was a large splash sound of a lot of water falling and I turned my face in surprise.

Thinking “Isn’t that overdoing it, Folia?”, when I looked, Folia, Hilbyid, Sagua and the non-drunk adventurers had surprised faces looking at the three previously drunk adventurers who were soaking wet and dumbfounded.

At the same time from behind everyone, the expressionless Shuna who only I could see was slowly walking this way pointing a finger, with a gait that paid no mind to Furlin clinging to her waist.

Not the smiling Shuna, but clearly angry and expressionless.

Could it be… she’s angry because someone tried to harm me?

Furlin in a form as if being dragged while clinging to Shuna’s waist was desperately opening and closing her mouth toward me with a dazed expression.

’Stop, stop~~~~’

“Ah~, this is… bad.”

The moment I took one step toward Shuna so as not to be noticed by the surroundings, I sensed magic power overhead and immediately from behind there was again a splash sound of water falling.

Looking behind, water had been poured on the man I had laid down, and from that impact he seemed to have woken up and was sitting up looking confused.

Glancing at Shuna, she smiled with a satisfied niko-niko and left while dragging Furlin.

…Shuna, the way she gets angry is too scary.

Not just Shuna—thinking of the angry figures of my lovers at the same time and not wanting to make anyone angry is a secret.

To the soaking wet man who was dumbfounded not understanding what happened, I let out a sigh as if exasperated and called out.

“Has the drunkenness cooled?”

“Ah… a, ah.”

“Haa… what are you thinking. Breaking the rules, trying to force a request on a client. If the opponent was the guild master it wouldn’t have been just discipline, you know?”

“That… sorry.”

Looking at the adventurer who had become quiet unlike earlier, I let out a sigh of unknown number of times and told them to enter inside the guild.

There are too many eyes here, and I want to confirm if requests are really few.

If they can drink alcohol, I don’t think it’s that few separately…

In front of the bulletin board where request papers were posted I folded my arms, let out a large tired-looking sigh, and looked around while sending pressure at the previously drunk adventurers and the ones who had been making a ruckus.

“Are you all idiots? If you think there are no requests, compared to after the war’s end there are mountains of them.”

“B-but, isn’t it trash picking or something?!”

“That’s why I say you’re idiots. Did you read the contents carefully?”

The adventurer who bit back fell silent as if he hadn’t confirmed the contents, and while looking around exasperated I took one paper from the bulletin board.

Hilbyid who peeked from beside me tilted her head suspiciously and said,

“The reward is indeed cheap, but breakfast and dinner included… if you somehow manage a bed, you won’t be troubled that day.”

“I’ll ask once more—did you confirm the contents? I’m asking if you confirmed the result of the guild’s efforts so as not to repeat the previous time.”

“…”

“If you’re silent even monsters can do it, you idiots…”

I scratched my side hair with one hand and said while sighing at the adventurers who had looked down.

On the bulletin board after the war’s end not a single request paper was posted, and there was literally no work.

The adventurers also had hard times, but the ones whose hearts hurt the most were the guild master and guild staff.

Glancing at the guild staff behind the reception counter, they were nodding largely.

Looking at the situation, they had explained many times but weren’t listened to.

“If you still say there’s no work after this much has been done, leave the capital. Sorry, but I don’t know any other guild that treats this well, you know?”

“…That’s true. I don’t think the Yulral guild would move even if adventurers had no work. It’s frustrating but I also think the capital’s guild is substantial.”

“Receiving high evaluation from visitors from other countries, what are you really doing…”

“I thought I would hear happy words, but it was Raide.”

Looking at the guild’s entrance where a young male voice came from, a slender man was standing holding the nape of the adventurer I had punched with one hand.

Dressed in a suit-like outfit, wearing glasses, short hair swept back, a young man with a cold impression.

This man is the capital’s guild master, name Blogger.

Blogger started walking this way while lightly dragging the man with his thin arm, and the surrounding adventurers parted as if making a path.

…Even so, being older than me is foul play I think.

Blogger tossed the adventurer onto the floor with a poi, brushed both hands as if pan-pan, came in front of me and looked at the bulletin board.

“It’s a lamentable thing. Even though the staff desperately negotiated for requests, things like ’there’s no work’ are being spread around.”

“I also came to look because I was curious… it was quite different from the rumors.”

“The newcomers who listen well to talks are completing requests every day. Compared to that… how lamentable.”

While staring at the bulletin board, Blogger released pressure stronger than mine and intimidated the surroundings.

Actually this man, though looking calm, has quite a belligerent personality.

Moreover in his adventurer days Blogger was strong—to the point of whether to make an S-rank or not was said—so it’s not funny.

That strength is still healthy now, and that’s why there are no ones rioting at the guild.

I placed one hand on Blogger’s shoulder and smiled wryly, then after glancing at Hilbyid and Folia who were hiding behind me said,

“You’re intimidating even unrelated people? Suppress it, Blogger.”

“…What is it—when told by Raide it doesn’t sit well.”

“No, why. I shouldn’t have intimidated unrelated people, right?”

“Hoh, is that so. Then shall we ask Folia-san?”

Gunuu… if I say this he says that.

Looking only at this it seems Blogger and I have a bad relationship, but on the contrary if we didn’t have a good relationship I couldn’t do such a thing to him.

Knowing that the staff are watching while laughing… the adventurers are trembling though.

Blogger smiled faintly looking at me and said there’s talk in the reception room in the back; I smiled wryly, removed one hand from Blogger’s shoulder and rubbed the back of my neck.

Folia and Hilbyid, understanding from our appearance that we don’t have a bad relationship, stopped hiding.

Because Blogger grinned looking at that, I said “gunuu” inwardly.

Never having won with words is the frustrating part.