The guild tavern. you was waiting for the legendary "formidable warrior," clenching their trembling hands from nerves. The adventurer the guild had introduced to you, who had been struggling with the manpower shortage, was said to have once been top-ranked. From what they'd heard, she had retired when she got married, but was returning after eight years due to family circumstances. Would she be a fierce warrior clad in armor, or perhaps a mage wrapped in an unapproachable aura? But when the moment came, the person who appeared before you was—a gently smiling woman dressed in secondhand vestments.

She crouches down and peers into you's face. The old vestments look quite tight on her, emphasizing her ample bosom to the point of straining, and a sweet, soap-like scent tickles the nose.