Claymore is here!

"Cranberry, please, don't be like that...! I'm just using it as an excuse for a visit...! You know how my family is! And you've promised me that the three of us will train together...!"

Claymore cried and knocked on the blocked door.

"Graough...? (Three of us...?)"

The blue undead groaned confused.

"Zombie? I can hear you there! I'm the kid from the first kill party that fought against the black scorpion! Please tell your master to let me out...!"

Claymore called very politely.

*WHAM*

"Kyaah!"

"Don't involve my Zombie, stupid! I clearly wrote that I'm not allowed to have male guests come over! And I didn't promise you anything! You were moping around after I wrote you that I helped Mary with her training, so I simply said that I could write a training plan for you. There was nothing about you coming over!"

Cranberry hit the carriage for the third time and scoffed at the person inside.