Although I Am Only Level 1, but with This Unique Skill, I Am the Strongest

"Rumors of the Fellum, it seems to have been true"

Night salon, relaxing time for the friends to gather.

It's usually downright cute air, but contrary, Elsa cut it out with a serious look.

Then the Adventurers, the Merchants, and the Spirits all deceived and stared at Elsa.

"So the paper in general soars, so is it definitive?

"Definitely will"

"Oh well..."

"I've taken an example from the past and roughly calculated what happens. Ena."

"We exchanged opinions at multiple buyers, and we got roughly the numbers."

Multiple buyers are important.

"The iconic thing is... Toilet paper goes up to about 2,000 pillows a roll."

"High!

"Yes!? So much?"

It was me and Sakura who raised their voice first.

We who are Japanese.

Toilet paper is so cheap, and it feels like it's just something you can use if you go to a public restroom.

That's 2,000 pillows a roll.

"It's up to the dungeons to make it. Life in this world."

"I thought you didn't need it so much... thanks Elsa"

Sakura thanked Elsa.

I don't know the oil shock itself (knowing that and I had a culture shock again) she looked at tons of toilet paper and said exaggerated, but I just have to thank her for the outfit when I hear 2000Pyro a roll.

"Ah!"

"What's going on?

"I, Genesis, have paper"

"Then I'll be fine. I'm securing a year's worth. Sakura's share."

"Really!? Thank you. I'll get the money later."

"Yes."

I noticed my pinch and blued Sakura, Elsa that preceded it.

Sakura thanked Elsa and got closer together.

I turned around and pointed the water at Eve, who was grabbing the carrot by herself.

"Be careful, Eve."

"Rabbit?"

"Oh, you have californium and now every day, don't you? 'Cause that's the best part, and if anything happens, it's a tough place."

Anyway, it's where you produce the money.

When the new gold stops being produced at all, the business stops.

Although barter is not impossible, confusion is not the ratio of other dungeons.

"Then it's okay, because rabbits are soul friends"

"Soul friend?

"It's been full today, because it's been full of low-level bad words"

"That 'low level' isn't making a specific someone!?

I plunged into the grandeur.

It makes me feel complicated to be cheered up with bad talk where I don't know it.

but well.

If that's how close you are, are you okay?

Strongly defend your obsession, otherwise I don't care.

A trait common to the Spirit, Eve resembles it a lot.

I thought it would be okay.

"But it's that one in the long run, isn't it? I stocked a lot of paper thanks to Elsa, but we're in a big place, so there's no reason to hold it forever."

"Then you'll be fine. I'll take care of it."

"Aurum? I'll take care of it. What do you mean?, you mean you'll put gold on it and buy paper for me?

"You're such a roundabout and pain in the ass. You can do this."

Aurum put his hands together.

Then something appeared in her palm, a clear golden color, something that she wanted to flatten.

It's like A4 paper, too. It's...

"... what, this?

"I'm Aurum, right? It's set in gold."

"Gold"

"Gold leaf."

"Kinpaku"

"If you don't have paper, you can sprinkle it with gold leaf."

"What an antoinette! You'd better burn the note and light it up."

A butt with gold leaves, a butt.

What kind of super gold?

"What do you say, my ass got cleaner?

There's been a self-regenerating dialogue in my brain that doubts my sanity, no.

"Melamella said if you want paper, you can put it out."

"Thanks! But that can't be straight!

Melamella - fosphorus.

The Spirit of Phosphorus who lets you drop banknotes.

Sure, that's paper, too, but it still sucks.

"... (Grunts)"

"Hmm? What's up, Vanadium?"

The vanadium that pulled my hem summoned her dungeon monster, cotton wool.

It bounced and a small amount of water erupted upward like a fountain.

"Hmm? Uh, what do you mean?

"... (hey hey)"

Vanadium pointed to my butt.

Eh......

"I guess that means you're gonna washlet me."

Sakura explained.

"Huh? Oh, are you going to wash my butt?

"... (COCKING)"

Vanadium nodded again and again, "Funce! ♪ I felt it make my nose rough ♪

"Thank God"

I didn't stick around and stroked Vanadium's head.

Vanadium has been happily clinging to me.

No, I want to stick with you, but I can't believe you let the Spirit do the washlet! Something like that.

But the vanadium is still there, because you should praise it.

She's a little spoiled, but she's still better off doing that.

"Oh, if you ask Mr. Arsenic, I think he'll fill you with flowers. And the smell."

"Thank you Emily, but that's not what I'm talking about."

A hell of a story went on, clapping every time the Spirit himself doesn't even ton because he does it in the first place.

The spirits themselves participate, Okiri.

How Okiri cleans her ass with spirits.

Off the heels of the first story, the salon at night went off with such a silly story.