"Again, I looked in person and was convinced. Mr. Eugene... you're a rare person from another world, aren't you?

Eugene is questioned by Kevin, a pedestrian known to Alice.

It's on Eugene's left hand side. 'Eugene can tell! The Negotiation Manual with Pedestrians "was supposed to keep the poker face anyway in this case, listen without affirmation or denial, and come back to the bulletin board.

"Hey, hey, what's going on?"

It is too upsetting. No matter how much possibilities are shown, it is difficult for the unfamiliar to remain calm, piercing the poker face.

"I'm sorry, you seem to have alerted me... I know this is hard to believe, but I'm not willing to harm Mr. Eugene. Rather, we want to manage to win trust"

With a smile on his face, Kevin starts talking.

"I'm a pedestrian who doesn't have a store, so I've been around a lot of cities and villages. I've been training at this big store, right? I know a lot of stories, and if Mr. Eugene seems to live here like this, he's going to come here to do business. And of course, Alice's family will do everything they can to find you."

In a serene narrative, Kevin presents exactly what Eugene wanted.

Yuji, as you call Yuji, Kotalou slaps Yuji's foot with his right front leg.

Eugene inhales and exhales heavily.

It has been discovered that it came from different worlds, that the agitation seems to have finally healed.

"How can you get that far? What is Mr. Kevin after?

Ask straight what the negotiators are after, Eugene. If normal, it is the behavior of NG things.

"Eugene is an honest person...... Simply put, I want to do business with Eugene, a rare person. If you can make a deal, I'm thinking of setting up a shop in the city of Plumier. Because that's probably all the money you'll make."

"But I don't have a lot of stuff, do I?

"Mr. Eugene...... First, Mr. Eugene and Alice's clothes. I've never seen shape, color, or quality. Then the farm tools you have in your right hand? Or is it a weapon? You don't recognize the metal you're using either. What is it made of? More importantly, the one on your left that you've been looking at with a flicker since earlier. Probably paper, right? How much more do you have? Do you know how to make it? And that's the mirror I gave to the adventurer the other day. I made sure I bought that all out of them. The arrival became today, too, in order not to give them an extra minute. That is a slightly dangerous substitute for too high a quality. As much as I'm going to make some kind of deal with Eugene and give it all back, if you don't mind. Whatever store I was in, it's scary even if I have it now."

It was at first that I gave him a grumpy look, but then Kevin's expression was calm. As if to teach a child, Eugene will now have it and name something worthwhile.

He glances at Chirali and the adventurers along the way and even confirms what he can't hear.

The number of places is not the same as the pompous Eugene.

"When you can make clothes, paper, mirrors, any one of them of the same quality, I can be the best merchant in the city of Plumier. So I want to do business with Mr. Eugene. Besides..."

Kevin, who talked with a calm expression all the time, but mumbles here.

Eugene, who was struck by his quiet enthusiasm, speaks out about what happened.

"I have a woman I fell in love with. She's the daughter of the head of the big store that I was training for. I think they like each other, but they say to me," I can't do my daughter to half the people who don't even have a store. "So this is a big opportunity for me."

Eugene strikes a strange correlation with Kevin, who talks in the light.

Cotareau has a lukewarm eye, as if she were a maiden admiring a love story. She's a maiden. It's a dog, though.

"For Eugene, I'm not going to make it a bad story. So think about it for one day today, and we'll talk slowly tomorrow morning. As far as I'm concerned, I want to do business with Mr. Eugene. What this one can provide is information and products. Because we trade around pioneering villages and cities, there is a wide range of food, crops, seeds and seedlings, household tools, farm tools, pioneering axes and pods, clothing, medicines, and products. What I want is the knowledge Mr. Eugene has. I want you to teach me how to make those clothes, paper, mirrors, whatever."

Eugene is barely pressured by Kevin, who speaks with enthusiasm.

But without returning the answer on this occasion, okay, I'm leaving to talk to you tomorrow, and I'm going back to my house.

I did not give a clear response and was able to postpone it until tomorrow as per the manual I was given.

If I think about my previous pontifications, I guess it's growth.

Well, it's just like Kevin suggested, rather than Eugene's fine play.

I wonder if I could have done it. One and one of them went home while Cotareau stuck with Eugene at times.