10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

"Ooh! Ooh! Oh......?

Eugene, Alice and Cotareau lead Kevin on the main streets of the city of Plumier. The dedicated escort is one next to Kevin and one at the rear. Apparently, he looks out over the city with Kyorokyoro and is concerned that Eugene, who sets up a black box from time to time, will not fall off.

Looking at the city and the people on the road while walking, Eugene raises a voice of surprise, admiration and doubt.

People and houses are cluttered anyway.

It's just a boulevard, and the road is wide. There were luggage cars and front carriages that were sometimes chased through, but the road was wide enough to be smooth and different.

The people walking the boulevard varied.

Travelers like Kevin, people dressed in armor and armed like Eugene or two escorts, merchant-style, peasant-style. If you dress differently, your race seems to vary. People of so-called Caucasian descent like Kevin and the two escorts, as well as people close to Mongoloids like Eugene at times. On the contrary, I can also see a beast man resembling a dog or cat walking on two feet like the Marcel family. Eugene, who sounded chattered and saw a group of Siberian huskies wearing the same armor, was just shutting off.

The town was also a mess.

Houses and shops built along the boulevard often appear to be made of wood with stone foundations. Some houses, however, are made of stone only at the foundation, while others are built of stone up to the second floor. Plus houses like brick and dirt walls are scattered. Some houses are painted in flashy colors, such as white, black, and some red or yellow, from houses where materials remain intact, such as stones and trees.

It is a sight where Eugene is surprised and cannot help but raise his voice of doubt.

"Those who are new to this city will all react that way. You must be messing around, right?

Kevin, the leading pedestrian, looks back at Eugene and talks.

If you're in Alice, go into the city. and his mouth, opened with surprise, remains open all the time. Kotalou was also intriguingly kicking around and smelling humph.

"This is originally a city of immigrants. There are people who come from the Wang capital, from surrounding villages, from people and slaves who have been gathered as a workforce for development, who have lived for business like me, and a lot of people. The city has expanded with the pioneering, so houses and shops can vary in shape depending on when they were built, who built them, and where the inhabitants came from. Well, I still don't see the shape of Eugene's house..."

Kevin talks to Eugene louder than usual to defy the hustle and noise.

"First, let's head to my shop"

Kevin's words did not reach Eugene, who stood up with a camera covered in a black box and turned off his shutter, and Alice's ears, who were excited.

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"Eugene, Alice, Kotalou, this is my shop, Kevin Chamber of Commerce!

Eugene, about 30 minutes walk after a line goes into the city. Finally we arrive at Kevin's shop.

The first floor is made of stone and the second floor is built on it using wood. Looks like there's up to the third floor, given the height. The ground floor facing the boulevard is wide open (hiraki), and you can see a sample of the products lined up in shifts. There are many similar stores around, apparently in an area where these stores gather.

Ooh, and Eugene and Alice look up at the store with all their voices together. Cottalow was barking one at Kevin after glancing at the store. Apparently, he's praising you for not doing so well. You looked up from the bottom, and you looked up from the top.

A pair of men and women of magnificent age, along with a voice saying, "Welcome home," and a boy of about 15 years of age come to greet you, I guess you've noticed a group wandering in front of the store.

"Gentlemen, please step inside for a moment."

Kevin invites Eugene and the others into the Chamber of Commerce. Much more splendid Kevin's shop than I imagined. Eugene walked into the store somewhere awkward.

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"Well, Mr. Eugene. I let him grasp the letter now and run to the Lords' Hall. Depending on that reply, you will probably see the Lordship and deputies in a couple of days. Until then, you all want to stay here and teach Eugene how to do it, what to pay attention to, etc. I look around the city and think solicitation to the pioneering group is after that...... are you sure?

Future plans Kevin talks about in the reception room set up upstairs at the Kevin Chamber of Commerce. Again, it seems to Kevin that meeting with the Lords' Lady, the deputy, is important as well.

"Uh, oh, yes, I get it"

The first city in another world, Eugene, who hasn't been upset in 14 years. Kevin's anxiety only solicits.

Excuse me, the female clerk who greeted me earlier in the store comes into the reception room along with a voice call. Apparently I brought you some tea. When I was in my mid-30s? When placing tea, the fluffiness and fragrance reach Eugene's nose. Kevin's eyes glow when he sees Eugene wandering.

"Mr. Eugene...... Hey, aren't you used to dealing with grown women?

Ugh, yuck, yuck.

It is Kevin's point that it is too sharp.

I haven't spoken to a woman outside my family in 14 years. No, when I first met the troika of adventurers, I had just a few words with the female adventurers in it.

This could be... bad, I could hear Kevin whining like that leaking.

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"Mr. Kevin, this is necessary, isn't it?

"Yeah, definitely. I've never seen it in person either, but Lady Lordship is famous in this city for being beautiful. I need Eugene to get used to women at all... and I'm in trouble, hey?

Thanks Eugene and Kevin for making excuses for who they are. Looks like the real deal and pre-construction are mixed.

The sun falls, at night.

Alice and Cotareau, left one of the dedicated escorts in the store, Eugene and Kevin, the other in a carriage.

Are you shaggy tired. Alice was asleep early in the bed in the given room, but Kotalou glanced at the men and barked and left a message, one in a grumpy manner. I can't help it anymore, I thought you were saying. She is a woman of understanding. It's a dog, though.

That's right.

Eugene is on his way to the pleasure zone when Kevin takes him.

The carriage arrived in a large house.

Escorts, Kevin, Eugene and then go down, get a police-like man greeting and step inside.

Apparently the ground floor is a place to enjoy alcohol and conversation.

and Eugene spits only.

I enjoyed drinking and talking on the ground floor, and if you liked it, I was upstairs in the room... and Kevin told me about it.

Somewhat guided by a good Gatai man clerk, a line to take a seat. The order is asked and Kevin orders alcohol on his behalf. Kevin and his exclusive escort are familiar. Eugene had grown up as if she were the first new American socialite to be brought to the cabbage by a senior, while only her eyes were chirped.

Grab the alcohol you ordered, and the women will come. Seems to sit next to each one as it is.

Activate the special skills that Eugene has trained for 21 years.

Big. E, no F.

It is Eugene's skill, The Eye of God (Scooter).

I don't know the correct answer rate, by the way. Eugene's experience with women was only once, when she was treated as a keeper.

A woman dressed in a dress with a slender, large, open chest speaks to Eugene. Eugene returns the words as she twists away. But there are professionals. By having a brief conversation that anyone can answer about whether they saw Eugene unfamiliar to women, they gradually ease Eugene's tension.

If you noticed, there was a grin on Eugene's face.

Kevin's thoughts seem to have worked. Though it was a flickering smile and a much-needed grin as I glanced at the other person's chest. Of course they found out where Eugene was looking, etc. Eugene is the only one who thinks he hasn't found out. The pity of a man.

The other woman approaches Eugene and gently leans her lips against her ear.

On Eugene's arm, an estimated F hits.

Hey, upstairs if you like...... Eugene's breasts roar with anticipation.

But.

With the woman approaching, she came into Eugene's sight.

It was fuzzy.

Of course, the opponent is not an animal man, but a normal human race.

My arm was fuzzy.

Though upset, Eugene glances at Chilali's feet for confirmation.

The tibia (shin) was also fuzzy.

Eugene is shriveled to the point where she can hear the sound of Shun.

Release your mind and body as if you were running away.

I can't hear a woman saying that she's a beginner anymore.

You must have noticed they're watching, but women don't give a shit.

Apparently, it is common not to process arms or tibia either.

Cultural differences are horrible.

Born and raised in modern Japan, Eugene returned home with an unspeakable void.

Realize the small confidence that even the female counterparts could talk to each other and the wonderfulness of the modern Japanese women who continue their relaxed (oozing) efforts.

By the way, when I got home, Kotalou stopped by and sniffed around Eugene, sniffing his nose off at the end.

It seemed like he wanted to say,