29-Years-Old Bachelor Was… Brought to a Different World to Live Freely

Before the sun went down, we were greeted with cheers by the people who were on our way who triumphed slightly earlier than planned.

Because he triumphed with the neck and body of a troll that the Knights had put in place. I got it out of storage a little in front of the city, and we all pulled it.

It's heavy, pulling all the time.

Some pray to the adventurers who have lost their lives.

We marched triumphantly in front of the Knights' jar, cleared and free by the decree of Captain Waltz's dissolution.

In the meantime, I have to go to the Adventurers Guild and report it.

"Marl, are you okay? I'm gonna keep going to the guild, but can you follow me?

"It's okay, let's go!

I go to the Adventurer's Guild with Marl, who doesn't wake up excited about people's welcome.

The other adventurers seem to have broken up with those who go to the guild just like us and those who break up and roll out into the city.

Ethan says he's going to report it.

"I thought I'd go after I got paid to make a scene!

I see.

"Ooh, you're back well. After you guys went, Goblin came out near the city, and I was worried something might have happened, right?

I get a horrible look at us when Woots's old man returns.

But we also have to deliver unfortunate news.

"Three people got hit..."

The body of a dead adventurer that the Knights took away was the story of an adventurer guild working together to bury him.

They collect the artifacts and deliver them if the survivors are there.

The body will be buried in the city's joint cemetery.

Apparently, the adventurer card is replacing the dock tag, and one of the veteran adventurers was giving Woots's old man the three dead adventurer cards.

"Everybody, let me check your adventurer cards"

Follow the old man's words honestly and the adventurers submit their respective adventurer cards.

Alliance officials check each and every one of them and pay each of the crusade rewards.

"Hey, is this guy true?

Woots's old man checks my adventurer card and raises his surprise.

That's right, it's got three troll destruction records in it.

"Oh man, that's true. I was there the first time, and the boy magically burned three more trolls after using his magic to fix one with the Knights."

"Oh, I was watching, too. Definitely. And then you burned yourself with a single blow, and then you got two more."

"I was beating him to death with my bare hands."

"You're lying, right?

"Seriously. I was taking a mount on a troll and oranging"

"I mean, you were bringing Troll's body, right? Get that one out."

The adventurers who were on the crusade prove my battle.

Ha ha, don't be so complimentary, you guys.

We'll be led to the Guild Warehouse and moved around.

"What a surprise. This is gonna be a fortune."

Looking at the bodies of the trolls lined up on the floor of the warehouse, Woots's old man roared.

The bodies of demons held by adventurers are released into the market as materials.

It flows to the market, of course, at a higher price than the buyout price, but part of that money is returned to the Adventurer's Guild.

The point is, the more the Adventurer brings in the demon's body, the more the Alliance moisturizes.

"How long will it be?

"Trolls can be a useful weapon material for skins and bones, fat can be an alchemy material, and meat can be sold at high prices. It's a shame they all have damaged heads, but it's still a fortune. I don't know if I have to scrutinize it, but it should be about thirty gold coins per piece of shit. Five gold coins per crusade reward, so a simple calculation would be about 105 gold coins."

"You're making a little unimaginable money. That"

105 pieces of gold simply means that when converted into Japanese yen, it earns 10.5 million yen.

Adventurers don't make money on a level like that.

"To the adventurer! Kanpai!

"" "Kanpai!

Raise the cup and bump into each other.

When I received my crusade reward, I declared the launch on the spot, renting out one liquor store and launching it with about 20 adventurers participating in the crusade and a total of adventurers on the spot.

Five gold coins were blown away by the all-you-can-eat rent-and-drink, but this much of the money would be fine.

Much better than making too much money and being jealous.

There were a few female adventurers using color eyes, but Mr. Marr (physically) stuck to me and guarded me perfectly.

Oh, plump tits goodbye.

That evening he ate and drank a great deal and made a noise, and when the feast was over he went back to the inn and slept like mud.

Tomorrow morning.

I was playing a prank on Marr after I woke up and it set me on fire.

They've been accumulating because of the march and the battle, it's been hustling in the morning.

Marl, yeah, I got a little bit of a health difference and it turned out to be arrogant.

Now sleep with my arm pillow (?) Yes.

But that's it, I'm choking too.

I've already embraced Marr.

If you get rubbed off with the girl of your choice every night already, ahh! I don't think I've been contacted before.

Yeah, I'm not bad. It's a boy, isn't it?

For now, life magic cleanses the bed and each other's bodies and relaxes.

When I opened the menu and checked it, the level was 12. You're also accumulating 42 skill points.

Marr came back to life while I was checking.

"Nor... too intense in the morning."

He rubs over and kisses me, saying something like that.

Hey, come on, fool, I'll pawn you again though.

I don't care what happens.

"Mmm, Mr. Taishi is already mellow on me"

"Shut up, fool, we're gonna bully you"

"Ah... hey, Mr. Tysi"

The moment I started snuggling again, the door opened with an awesome sound.

When I look at the open door, I see a piña standing with blue bars.

"Sorry to take you in, sir. It's time to clean up, so could you get out of the room...?

Sarsen.

"Ugh, if you weren't contraceptive, you'd definitely be pregnant in the last few days."

You're laughing happily as you say something vivid, Mr. Marr.

Anything. It seems that female adventurers can get the magic of contraception done in advance with Alliance services if they have hope.

You think it's a necessary procedure because it's easy to get into all sorts of trouble and some demons are obscene mothers of human women?

But you're a filthy demon... don't let your dreams spread.

Others are also to prevent the fact that a woman who wants to continue her adventurer is pregnant and has to quit her adventurer.

Is it common before the spread of contraceptive magic that one of the four mixed parties became pregnant and had to break up the party?

Even if it was a desired pregnancy or a pregnancy after loving each other, the other two or three would be lost on the streets once the party was dissolved.

I wish I could find a new party, but this seems surprisingly difficult.

The moon stuff also seems to lighten the symptoms, which are now quite common to the average person.

Even this one helps because I can do it without hesitation. A lot.

"Well, what do we do today? Do you want to warm your nostalgia with the proceeds of the troll sale or even date?

"What?"

Marl looks up at this face with a pompous face.

What is the reaction?

Do they think I'm the only one with training or work?

"What, you don't like it?

"Eh! No, no! Let's go!

Marl pulls my arm when he looks excited.

Oh, my eyes are sparkling. Pretty.

By the way, Troll's body sold for 35 gold coins around the corner.

Including Goblin's crusade reward, this time he makes a lot of money.

"So why is it the weapons store that comes first...?

Marl looks at this one with jito eyes.

"Ya broke my sword in yesterday's battle. Marl's got a sword down his hip, and it wouldn't be cool if I wasn't the guy's sword down my hip, would it?

It's hard to walk in charge of battle staff.

I looked at my hips, then my hips, and Marl nodded small.

"Sure, you can lick a woman if I'm lowering her sword and Mr. Tysi isn't lowering her sword."

Right? I'll go to the counter in the back of the store.

Looks like Lewis is here today, but it looks like he's already in customer service.

I spoke to the cat shop owner who was smoking flue pipes at the counter.

"Irashyai, what's wrong with you today, sir?

"Whoa, give me the sword. He doesn't crack through magic or try to crack the head of a troll."

The cat owner raised a pickle and a frown on my order.

Oh, this is ridiculous. I can tell by the air.

"I didn't even know about magic shooting until a while ago. It's early for Peepee, sir. Train and get back out -"

I put magic on my fingertips and stuck it in the store owner's face before the store owner said the word out.

The store owner reacts instantly and magically enters the flue, intercepting my fingertips.

Pan.

There was a sound that could be played and the store owner's flue was lightly played.

The store owner's thin cat eyes open wide.

"... surprised sir"

As a shopkeeper, I guess he was going to slap my fingertips back.

On the contrary, he seems surprised to be hit with a flue.

Because the contents of the flue have now completely bounced off and vanished, the store owner gave up smoking and nostalgic.

"But expensive yo? How much is the budget, sir?

"Hmm, right. What's it like to be about ten pieces of gold for now?

"Nh, yes, sir"

The shopkeeper gets out of the counter and starts walking pounding.

Oh, my God. This is cute later.

No, there's a cat, but there's no dog?

Either I'm a doggie, so I want to love you.

I looked at Marl and he was kind of staring at the cat shopkeeper with a very hot gaze. Is it cute from the people of the world over here?

"Here, here, around here, sir. Some are a little more expensive, but ten gold coins isn't enough, sir."

What the shopkeeper brought up was a sword across the blade similar to the short sword he had been using.

There are three, so pull the sword out of each sheath to make sure it weighs and grips.

"Hmm, good for subwepons, but don't be a little too light. Isn't that just fine for Marl?

I'll say that and let Marl have the sword, too.

He likes one of them and looks enthusiastically at them.

Marr chose a sculpted, greenished metal sword that represented the wind on a curved body.

Similar texts are delicately engraved on the pattern head.

"You liked that?

"Heh? Oh, I thought it was beautiful. It's lighter than it looks."

That's what Marl says. Put the sword in his sheath.

Hmm, sounds like you like it.

"Store owner, what's a little more blade crossing?

"Yes, sir, I think your brother would like this, sir."

That said, what the shopkeeper brought was a well-built long sword.

When I receive it and pull it out of my sheath, it reveals a cloudless, pure white body.

It weighs impeccably what it feels like to have it, and with all this blade crossing, I'd be able to fly about the neck of a troll.

Above all, it feels good to be boneless without wasteful decorations.

"Good, I like it. I'll buy two bottles of this and this, so give me a discount."

That's what I said. I'll take the long sword the store owner has recommended and the short sword Marl was looking at earlier.

It seems that Marl is busy making new crossbow regulations, and he doesn't seem to have noticed this way.

"Then I'll give you 24 for 25 gold coins in two, sir. But we're not gonna work. Yo?

"Ha ha, don't lick it. This is instant money. Instant money."

That said, I gave the owner exactly 24 gold coins.

The shopkeeper's eyes open wide again.

"Surprised, sir... what's with all this money, sir?

"I killed about three trolls and sold off that body. Troll materials and their protective equipment will be on the market soon, won't they?

"Iyeye, I'm surprised for your brother"

I'll put my long sword in my hipster's ribbon and see how it goes.

If you're a short sword, let's see when it's time to give it to Marl later.

"Huh, this guy's made of misrils,"

"Yes yo, both swords are made of misrills, sir. Strong metal yo that the misthrill is hard, unbroken, unbent, not decayed, and does not spill blades. It's not that easy to shatter through magic, because it has a lot of affinity with magic, sir."

I looked at the long sword with an appraisal eye and it labeled it a misrill sword.

There seems to be no special magic grant, but it seems highly capable as a weapon.

"Another sword is a delicacy with the magic of the wind, sir. It contains the magic of speed enhancement and lighter weapons so that you can move more easily, sir."

When I looked at it with an appraisal eye, the short sword was labeled a misrill short sword.

The cat shopkeeper is right. It seems to be endowed with the magic of granting wind attributes and speed enhancement and lightening.

Say hello to Lewis, Thanksgiving.

"Every Alinae"

He breaks up with the shop owner, who flickers and waves meatballs, and takes Marr and leaves the weapons store.

Looks like Lewis is still caught by an earlier guest. You look in such a bad mood.

I'm on a date with Marr right now, and let's not imitate anything you dare to get involved with.

Then it became a normal date.

Walk with Blah Blah, buy and eat, see the street performers in Central Square, and look around at clothes and accessories.

"No, Marl didn't have much luggage. How are you doing with your clothes and stuff?

A girl would want a lot of clothes.

Not to mention this guy's a real princess.

"If it's too much, it'll be luggage… I'd really like some more clothes too"

I laugh bitterly when I say that.

Sure, if you didn't have storage like me, you wouldn't be able to have any clothes like that.

If you want to rent a house or have a base to work with.

"I'm gonna put you in my storage, you're gonna be fine."

"Uh..."

You still seem reluctant.

Is this another push?

And I want to see Marl in his pretty clothes. "

Let's conclude, I pushed it too far.

I went around the old clothes store with that and this, and when I realized it was already evening.

As far as I'm concerned, I was able to make people buy high-exposure dancer-style costumes, so I'm satisfied.

Though fatigue is better than satisfaction.

I bought a lot of my clothes.

Now we're taking a break on a bench set in the corner of Central Square.

"Uh, it was fun! I haven't shopped this much in a long time!

Marl deposits his body on the couch and smiles all over his face as he stretches out grossly.

Marl, who is often smiling, may never see such a sunny smile.

The evening bell is already ringing.

When that bell rings, most shops are closed. People are going to go home, family reunion, and roll out to the tavern.

He had given Marr ten gold coins as a reward for his troll exorcism.

You told me about your weaknesses in advance in the last Troll fight, and you covered me with arrows.

That cover was a little dangerous, though.

Twenty other gold coins were offered as subsistence funds.

By the way, I'm paying from this living fund for this outfit.

We made an arrangement to get everything out of here when it comes to food and clothing.

"Well, I learned a lot, too."

It was a shock that in this world there are only ready-made clothes and used clothing shops.

And the same thing doesn't make it one.

It's obvious if you think about it, because all the clothes are handmade.

Since there is no mass production mechanism, each and every one is handmade.

If you don't make it yourself, you will naturally get it tailored, so it seems that the new clothes are obviously expensive.

So the common people make their own clothes.

I'll sell it when I stop wearing it.

Others buy and use it.

I'll sell it when I stop wearing it.

So there are quite a few merchants who specialize in old clothes.

There are a lot of clothes that are basically plain and long wearable, but some of them are cute or remarkable.

"Um, Mr. Tysi. Are you sure you want to wear those clothes?

"I bought a corner, so I need you to wear it."

I'm sure I'm being a jerk right now.

I had no choice but to buy a costume that would be worn by someone from your profession.

Marl is a pretty girl, but I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of chemical reaction happens when she wears a porn costume like that.

"Yeah, well, I got another present for you."

That's what I said. I take the misrill shortsword I got from the weapons store and give it to Marl, who sits next to me.

Marl, who received it, had a mouthful of poker.

Oh, be glad.

"Hey!? What!? Are you serious!?

That's what I do with my arms.

Returns are not accepted poses.

"For various reasons, but I'm not going to really explain Gudagda either. Don't say anything. You got it?

I wanted to buy it because he seemed to like it.

That's the best reason, though.

"... Yes"

Marl turned bright red on his face and leaned down.

What? Something's not right.

People around me are looking at something and sending a smiling gaze.

I can't solve it.

He managed to pull Marl, who was leaning down with his sword in his chest as it was, back to the burning golden floor pavilion.

The piña that found us is coming up.

"Welcome back, what's going on... ho"

Seeing as Marr held the Mithrill Shortsword in his arms, Piña began to nibble.

I don't know, I have a bad feeling about something.

"Heh heh heh, why don't you go ahead and put your brother in the corner too. I can't believe I'm giving you a Mithril dagger. Good for you, Marl."

Piña comes at me with an elbow with a nasty grin that doesn't match her appearance.

Whatever she looks like, she's a Roteen girl, but to her surprise, she's a lot older than me, and she's the general here.

No, I thought I was the pavilion owner's daughter, but I was actually his wife.

It is a fact of shock that I learned the other day. Dwarf, dude.

But I can't solve it.

What is it, this reaction?

"Hey, does giving away a Mithril dagger mean anything special?

"Eh."

"Eh."

For some reason, the air in the field hardens.

"Yeah? Then what do you mean, Tysi gave it away...?

"? I thought it was because Marl liked it and it would be good for protecting himself."

Piña gave me a convoluted grin on my words, and Marl looked like he was still going to cry with his sword in his chest.

"Oh, I don't know, don't cry. Don't cry. Piña, I'm sorry, but explain the situation."

In the meantime, I ask Piña to explain as I hug Mar, who is about to cry, and stroke her head.

This reaction is probably also a special custom I don't know about.

When Marl said, he pressed his face against my shoulder and started crying guzzly.

Uhm, different world cultures are difficult.

"Uh, um, don't you really know? I think it's common sense."

"I'm sorry, but I really don't know. I've spent a lot of time training with my master in the country, and honestly, I don't have any common sense."

To my words Piña slapped herself on the forehead.

And with a grunting voice...

"Normally, a man giving a woman a Mithrill dagger means' Be mine, chastity is now protected ', right?

"Uh, is that a proposal? Proposal?"

"What else could it be?

Common sense, isn't it? All I could do was look up at the ceiling to Piña.

I didn't know I was innocent.

Marl with a crying face sits in bed and I sit in my chair facing each other.

"... you have to make dinner or something, get back to work"

"I can't leave you two crying about girls."

For some reason, Piña, who is royal beside us, says so and stares at us.

I didn't cry because I wanted to.

"Uh, Marl. Will you listen to me?

Marl, with Mithril's dagger on his lap, nodded cocklessly as he leaned down.

Apparently, he listens.

"To be honest, I gave you that sword without knowing my custom."

Marl starts sniffing at my words again.

No more, my mind has zero HP.

"But what, uh..."

I don't know what to say at a time like this.

Relax, man. I just need to be honest and straightforward at times like this.

I grabbed a Mithril dagger from Marl's lap.

To my actions, Marl has turned his face up bah and his hopelessly stained eyes.

When I look beside Chirali, Piña is stunned with an awesome face.

"… please accept again"

I held Mithril's dagger with both hands and offered it to Marr.

Marr was pocan for a moment not knowing what was going on,

"... Yes!

He received it with a full grin on his sobbing face.

Piña left the room saying, uh, yes, yes, a treat or something.

That's why I told you to leave from the beginning.

I'm gonna sit back next to Marl, take the handkerchief out of storage and wipe Marl's face.

Marl looked ticklish but honestly wiped me off. And he hugs me and pushes me down.

"Glad to hear it."

"Right."

I stroked your head and it rained a kiss.

It's going to be a long night.