Another World Transfer in Game Character

I had visitors that morning.

The identity of the guest is Torus, the new innkeeper.

He now also serves as a dining room, and is a powerful man in the village who has disappointingly grasped the food and residence of his adventurers.

He looks young, a little plump, but would be a good range of youth. Even though I'm only twenty years old there, my cooking arm is pretty good, and I can't compare it to my cooking.

However, when I cook, Aliusha will accompany the assistant, so many of the adventurers who are looking for it have been inadvertently compared to "Torus of Taste, Yumil of Adoration," and the adventurers are in controversy as soon as possible.

Anyway, Mr. Torus says he's a newcomer, but his influence is immeasurable.

By welcoming such a person, I also dress up a little tightly and entertain him.

Lemon-coloured blouse on a knee-length skirt today, fastening it with a young grass-coloured belt for a bit of fashion.

I don't want to wear a demon knight costume until home. That's cute with that one, but it's a little tough.

"I'm sorry about earlier in the morning. I had a little trouble at the inn..."

"No, apart from being early in the morning, wouldn't unions be better off if we had trouble?

Drop a grain of souri fruit in the milk of Morax and serve to Arusha and Mr. Torus by mixing just a little sugar.

Sugar has not yet been secured in the labyrinth and is a valuable item only available in trade.

Aliusha is just spoonful crushing the fruit and turning it into strawberry milk.

Seeing that, Mr. Torus crushes the fruit in the same way and sips.

"Well... this is how you drink it too"

"Mixing something with milk, that's normal."

"Yes. But it's novel to do it at the customer's own hands. Normally, dishes are often presented with finished products. This also has the advantage of saying that the intensity can be adjusted with the crushing of the fruit…"

"No, so what can I do for you?"

"Oh, excuse me!

Return Mr. Torus, who has kind of begun his debate on how to create strawberry milk, to the original topic with an orbital modification.

Is this man also a workaholic...

"Actually, there was a little trouble at my inn, and I took it to the union at first, but Mr. Hill said we should talk about it here."

"Mr. Hill? I wonder if you're willing to push for trouble again... so what's the trouble?

"Yes, actually, it's about the bathroom"

Acid slime, which is on two layers, is used in this village to treat excrement.

You can say that Acid Slime contains very strong acids in your body and almost dissolves anything but gold and glass.

The toilet is made of using this structure to cook the hole until the surface of the hole has become glass and throw the slime into it and cover it.

This toilet can be described as a very beneficial system in this village where neither water nor sewer exists.

Without this, residents will suffer from the disposal of excreta.

And the slimes are also satisfied with the bait (excrement and debris) that is regularly replenished, especially not showing a bare gesture of escape.

No, I'm also not sure if you have that kind of intelligence in the first place.

Anyway, the slimes eat excrement and grow.

That's not all. They even dispose of household garbage, starting with vegetable scraps and wood chips.

Slime toilet that doesn't require fuel and can even be trashed, seriously versatile.

And more when fed is also inevitable.

But this is in the middle of the meadow. Some humidity exists, but the moisture-rich slime still dries away.

Eat and increase, dry and shrink.

In this meadow with little rain, the slimes spend their days carving such cycles.

Throughout the past year, the Slimes have been living that cycle.

But there was a case of this imbalance.

It is the completion of the accommodation.

The restroom was built on the assumption that there would be a large group of guests at the inn once. Because of the need for numbers, of course, there was a point in dividing them for men and women.

But I'm sorry about that.

In other words - it is an oversupply of food.

"The slime is going to grow and overflow," he said?

"Yes, a lot of adventurers are staying in my inn just to fit in. I won't go with all of the village exactly, but there will still be thirty."

Make it a party, six party minutes. All the adventurers in this village are about fifteen parties, so they feed roughly forty percent of them in the inn.

And that is also that thirty people's food is fed to the slime.

"Including employees, more than thirty people, combined with non-guests' minutes in the cafeteria - probably more"

"It's about five to ten people who have been balanced that it feels like before. I see, it should overflow."

I somehow understand why Mr. Hill has been turning his work around here.

When it comes to taking on this issue in the Union, it is really easy to deal with.

If there's more, you can reduce it. In other words, if the slime is eliminated, things will easily subside.

But there must have been something painful about him lightly cutting off the slime that worked so far for me.

Whoever has lived here long, he understands the gratitude with his own hands.

Reduce it because it has increased, so it may have caught on subtly.

"So come to me..."

It was me who originally devised the slime toilet.

Plus, unexpected humanism (?) Not bad enough to live up to Mr. Hill's expectations that demonstrated.

"Hmm, though... like returning the increased amount to the labyrinth..."

"That's not the same as disposing of it indirectly, is it?"

"Hey."

Acid Slime, which meets in the labyrinth, is inherently an extremely dangerous monster.

Even as an adventurer, it is dangerous not to exorcise them immediately if you meet them, so in the end it is no different than disposing of them.

Well, maybe it's a mistake to have the idea of rewarding the monster opponent for his labor... because that's where the Japanese discover attachment and adoration to all things.

"Um, share in a new cabin? Of course you do, but if there are still more places you can't cover... Oh, yeah!

"Yu, what did you come up with? Sla, are you okay now?

"Nah, that 'Sla'..."

"It's slime, Sla!

No, make a monster of excrement disposal like a pet...... fine, but nothing.

But when I'm presented with this kind of problem, the slime of my cabin, where only two people live, may actually have a poor nutritional environment.

"Anyway, the point is, it's a problem to overflow from the bathroom, so you can leave the right amount and move it elsewhere."

"That's true...... because I still put it back in the labyrinth?

"No, let's mediate a new place of employment"

That's how I decided to go out with Mr. Torus.

The destination is Mr. Aldo's.

These days Mr. Aldo has been busy fencing around the village.

This village is less defensive than its base importance.

You won't have to worry because the unions are giving you a good look at the military, but there are people everywhere who don't think about it.

Clearly, it is about the bandits and the monsters.

Since they are originally outlawed, union stares, etc. are out of consideration.

It's no surprise that people come out after this village, which produces large quantities of material: wood, feathers, fur and food.

Moreover, these days they have even discovered the resources of metals, crystals and fluorite. I'm the only one who can get this one.

Anyway, the trading route with this village is honest and profitable. If you attack a caravan, there's no mistake in moisturizing your nostrils.

It might be time for a bandit targeting that trade route or a monster targeting a gatherer to come out.

And the status quo of this village, its great yuan, is precisely a defenceless declared city.

There is not even a fence to protect the village, with wooden cabins lined up.

If they burn it down or something, it'll burn well already. It's a tall meadow around.

And there is only one source of water to put out the fire, a common well.

For that reason, Mr. Aldo and the others had recently begun building fences for defense at the request of the union.

"So, what are you gonna do with that slime?

"Let's dig the moat. If it flows there, it's extremely lethal."

"You, think vicious."

In the first place, moat can also be said to be excessive because the purpose is to stop the invader from legging, thus releasing the slime into the moat.

But there is little water in this village that is essential to form the moat. So I thought I'd throw in the slime instead.

I'm not saying let the slime go enough to fill the moat.

The mere fact that there is a slime in the moat can exert psychological pressure that you will hesitate to enter the moat.

Moreover, there is no water in the moat, so there is no risk that the slime will grow without darkness.

The amount will increase when it rains, but the last six months, if it doesn't even overflow, it will eventually dry out and go back to normal.

Acid slime means that when you run out of moisture, Don dries away and eventually evaporates leaving behind a nucleus like a small bee ball.

But as long as this nucleus is safe, feeding and hydrating will regenerate and strike the prey again.

There's no such thing as a strange philosophy every day. It's just an empty moat.

But as we take one step, the slimes get caught in the crossfire.

Such a defensive facility was floating behind my brain.

"Well, fine. It's not like there's plenty of water here, either. It's dangerous to fall, but it's good for deterrence."

"Right, right!

"Sula's hiccup!

Arusha and I jump to the excitement and insist on Mr. Aldo.

I kind of felt my surrounding gaze wandering looking over me, so I panicked and coughed to get my place ready. I feel influenced by what Aliusha has said and done lately. That and this, because this kid's tricks are adorable.

"Cohon, can I move the slime to the moat for that reason?

"Well, I'm taking care of those guys. I don't care if it's harmless."

"I did it."

"Except! I'll dig the moat, so you guys can carry it, right?

That's what they say. A little blue.

With that being said, there are few glass bottles in which the slime does not dissolve.

When it comes to packing that one bottle at a time and transporting it, it will be quite a labor. And it's a toilet.

"Ugh... I get it. I'll do it."

Well, originally, it's my design mistake.

This is a problem that occurred because I made the inn toilet in the usual condition, so I have to finish it.

Rent a rear car from Mr. Aldo and visit the inn loaded with spare bottles.

A string attaching the bottle to the tip of the rod-shaped wood is further installed to secure the empty bottle.

This made the slime up and the task of putting it on the trolley prolonged and repeated.

Slime completely digests the excrement and converts it into its own mass, so there are quite few odors characteristic of excrement.

But still, the toilet is a toilet.

It's hard to say it's clean, and the smell still lingers. Come to this village, it may have been the toughest task I've ever had.

"I'll make this later... even with aromatherapy"

"Fuck."

"I'm sorry, just bear with me a little longer. We'll take a bath together when we're done."

"Yeah."

Recently, the merchants in and out have taught me how to make soap, and have also given away missing ingredients to produce original soap and such.

Limone - Lemon scented soap or something like that, Aliusha has a good reputation.

This leaves a smell in my body when I take a bath, and it's a favorite that doesn't require perfume.

My soap is Limone, and Aliusha's soap is made individually by two soaps named Suri to enjoy the scent of bathing.

Encourage post-work fun, desperate to take the slime.

The task of removing the slime is not as delusional as the alchemy reaction, so the day was taken by the slime moving work.

Well, I should say I'm glad I didn't have to dispose of the slimes that helped me. Boring sentiment though.