Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

The city of Santore is a commercially centric trading city.

It is also home to many shops and many artisans.

From daily groceries to weapons, it is said that there is nothing roughly unavailable. Let's just say that there is so much variety in the products.

The lords themselves had gained so overwhelming wealth that they had put their hands on commerce and pushed the other nobles aside that merchants and craftsmen had shredded their carvings and new goods were being produced day after day.

In a sense, it is prosperous like the king's capital.

In such a rich city of Santore, the boulevard may be sealed off as a tri-monthly event, opening a large city.

Regardless, bazaars of public participation as well as the city are held in one corner, and unnecessary items and furniture that are no longer in use are also sold.

These events were greatly appreciated by the relatively poor class.

"But... it's early in the morning and it's amazing"

"Right. Anyway, I hope Mr. Zeros can get a place..."

Civic participation is also possible, so even though the boulevard is early in the morning, it was an open-air merchant and general family participant, with quite a crowd.

What can I say about the old Hoko Heaven and the situation like adding Frima?

One had run to secure a place to expand his shop, and one had already finished preparing and looked around at the goods of the others, and one had compared the goods arranged with the goods he had brought in, and was about to return early.

Naturally, Zeros and Luceris will have to pick up the place as well.

"People who normally do open-air business will be used to it, but the general public has a hard time picking up places. Well, it's a little festival."

"It's a boulevard, so I can't get a place the day before. We're blocked early this morning, so it's definitely better to wake up early in the morning."

"Well, in my case, it's good in the corner. Sell according to the customer."

"With one of those signs, will the store open?

"Well, I've been doing this for a long time. I'll take it easy, I'll do business with you."

When Zeros refers to customer business, he refers to a merchant who sells flashy merchandise on the corner.

Many players were scratched around in the name of stockpile disposal, such as a cursed weapon from a weird magic drug, or an item with too much demon modification and broken performance.

It was a limited field called [Sword and Sousalis], but there were many who thanked and saw hell. One of them is an old man.

An old man with such a past was wearing a thin, dirty townsman style and a worn out hooded cape instead of his usual gray robe today.

Plus, I hang my circular lens sunglasses, and their appearance is more obnoxious than usual.

"Um... it's very hard to say, but in that outfit, aren't the customers coming?

"It's okay! I've got a sign for that, too"

"What sign..."

"Here it is."

Billboard removed from nowhere.

There it said, 'After consulting with the customer whenever possible, we will respond to the request'.

increasingly obnoxious.

"Very, it doesn't look like I'm dealing with a customer..."

"He said he could handle it. I'm busy anyway, and I'm not interested in the sales themselves. Customer satisfaction is the reward. Ooh, ho, ho, ho, ho."

"What is it? The weird way to laugh..."

"Master of the Mind, I'm a nikki black salesman with an obscure smile"

I was in the mood for some salesman and willing to sell obscure drugs.

I'm not at all willing to make someone happy.

"Where does Mr. Luceris open his shop?

"I'll open the shop jointly with the other priests, so it's around the center of the boulevard. Because I was able to secure the place in advance. I don't know if there's room."

Priests who run orphanages can secure their location by giving advance notice of participation to the administration. However, since the space given is allocated in each orphanage, it can be considerably narrower depending on the circumstances.

Orphans also help with sales, thus saving them the hassle of removing these places. It is sufficient for people because the children can also help as sellers.

Although the clergy administers the orphanage, the administration has the authority to administer the orphanage itself, and the administration also recommends that children participate in these bazaars as part of their social studies.

It is now the norm.

"I'm not sure how to call you a bazaar or a frima. Well, it's the same thing you're doing, so it doesn't matter..."

"Frima...... is it?

In this world, the word "free market" does not exist.

Basically, it's called a bazaar. Let's say Frima is a new language in this world.

Luceris didn't understand what that meant.

"Well, it's time to go get a place."

"A little, I think it was too late, too?

"I don't care, I don't care. With a little space, I can open a store. Good luck and make money, Mr. Luceris."

"No, it's not for money... I'll do my best"

"Ha, I hope the kids can study good society"

The old man moves his feet forward effortlessly, waving his hands in a hilarious manner.

With such a drop off of his back, Luceris also joined under the other priests.

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The Addas Reborn Party was opening a shop near the center of Boulevard.

Their products are precious metal accessories, fabrics such as lace handkerchiefs, and potions.

The price was also set at an easy price, high or at most 3,000 gol, and a price that would have been within reach if the average common man had worked hard.

The price of conscience is fortunate, and the goods sold out of the offering are sold to fly.

"Um. Can't you lower the price a little on this necklace?

"Uh-huh, that's hard. It took a little work to make it."

"Give me a shout there!

"It took too much work, and I could only make one of those. For that matter, think it's expensive."

Shakti is in the middle of negotiating a price cut.

The customer's woman seems to have a tough nostalgia, and she manages to eat up to cut the price.

The opposing Shakti was sticky until it made the price a critically profitable value on the grounds that it was laborious and one-off.

It is possible to negotiate prices as in Frima, so these sights are noticed everywhere.

The leader, Addo, was also dealing with customers.

"Isn't this potion just a little pricey?

"For that matter, we can expect it to work, right? You should keep your trump card when you have to. You're a mercenary, aren't you?

"Yeah, but it's a tough price for us."

"If you use it on seriously injured people, it's an effect you can manage to survive, right? It's a species of life. It's cheaper."

"But you can't say anything about not actually making sure it works. Magic pills come off a lot."

The mercenary was reluctant to buy.

Magic drugs sold in outdoor stores naturally have a great deal of unevenness in their effects.

There are various reasons for formulating magic drugs, such as alchemist's arms and ingredients, and the quality of the materials, but customers do not know the circumstances.

I look at the product and buy it, but I don't know if it actually works well or not, and I'm wary of these out-of-store magic drugs.

It would be natural not to be fooled, as some of them are vicious enough to sell water with potion-style flavoring. Life is at stake, anyway.

"Well, there's a regular potion. We're gonna move on to possessing one or so highly effective guys, okay? I don't know when I'm gonna get in trouble."

"I know what you're trying to say...... But......"

"Then I'll fuck you with a bottle of regular potion. If he sells it, he can take it back."

"... so much, the price of the ingredients multiplied?

"Oh... honestly, he's not the kind of guy I'd put up for sale in a place like this. It's just that I'm into something too... You're gonna have a baby."

"Right...... All right, let's buy a bottle. I had a kid the other day."

"Congratulations. All right, another bottle of horse mackerel. Good luck for the kids."

"Dude, is that okay!? Wouldn't that be a deficit?

Ado, who will soon have children, and mercenaries who already have children, are willing.

There was a certain empathy there, which only those who became parents could understand.

"You're selling well. Lisa, refill the potion. Less junior potion left"

"It's going to be gone soon. One box is empty, right?

"If we don't keep the inventory under control, we'll get into trouble later. I can't sell advanced potions for some reason..."

"Advanced is usually expensive, in mercenary earnings it's a direct hit on the nostalgia. I can live a month in a bottle."

"Mercenaries are unprofitable professions..."

Addas reincarnators usually have deputy positions.

Within the game called [Sword and Sousalis], early players will run to make money and improve their gear.

Also, when requested as an Adventurer, you will always be able to fight target monsters. Things change dramatically when this becomes a reality.

A request as a mercenary, for example, but a demon to be crusaded always acts, and receiving a request does not necessarily mean that it can be encountered in the field. Sometimes demons appear in another village if you go to one of the requested villages. You need to familiarize yourself with the demon ecology and crusade by predicting the range of activities below the map.

Demons are wild animals, so to speak, and common sense is that if they are of different kinds, whether they behave in flocks or alone, they expand their range of activities.

It's not like you can accomplish a request just by going.

Well, few requests can be accomplished in a single day. The reality is cynical.

"Because it's not like us, it takes years of experience to acquire skills. If you're going to be extreme, you're not going to be able to spend the rest of your life."

"It's a surprisingly tough world."

"Reality is such a thing? No matter how fantastic the world is, it's not as convenient as a story. By the way, I'll change my mind, but where is Mr. Zeros?

"Is that Mr. Zeros? I'm sure he plays a rough pedestrian around the corner. It's the usual..."

"" Obnoxious pedestrian!?

The two of them, also players in [Sword and Sausalis], had heard the rumors. Dark merchant handling a wide range of products, from healing drugs to weapons.

The reality was to sell the failures in the fun half and process the inventory of the exterminators.

Regardless, it served beginners kindly, but recommended and sold all the really obnoxious products to quite a few players.

For example, [Secret Medicine for Rejuvenation], cursed weapons, equipment, and decorations with broken performance, but there is also a past where people are famous for selling hazardous materials, such as self-destructing when the restrictions on use are exceeded.

Unfortunately, it was troublesome that the product could be used unexpectedly.

"So, are you okay? An obnoxious merchant... a merchant of death who sells goods subject to illegal control, right?

"No... Exactly, you don't imitate selling shit like you used to. If you imitate that in real life, you're definitely a wanted criminal."

"But... Mr. Zeros would be happy to do it"

"" Deny... I can't ""

The annihilators don't care about people's annoyance.

Trouble is, Zeros has a proven track record in a bad way, and there are no elements anywhere that can deny Lisa's opinion.

Even now, at this time, there could have been victims somewhere in the waiting list.

"... Mr. Zeros. Please, just keep me company. '

Ado can't wipe away his anxiety just because he knows a lot of real examples.

I just prayed sincerely.

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As Ado expected, there was a Zeros figure opening a one-person shop at the corner of the alley.

Unlike the other open-air merchants, they don't keep the product except the crate and the sign, which at first glance doesn't seem like a store. If I dare say so, the fortune teller will be close, but the old man looks obnoxious anyway.

Few would consider themselves fortune-tellers from that point of view. I was suspicious no matter what I saw.

"It's just a little festival, there's a lot of family... Dazzling to be single"

The old man was envious of citizens with families.

If you look closely, you will also see polygamous families and vice versa, making you recognise that this neighborhood is different worlds.

This is the first sight not to be seen in Japan.

"Ku...... why do you have six wives on such a barcode bald fat guy...... Screw you! '

Old man, I'm ugly jealous of passers-by.

Besides, no matter how you look at it, one of your wives is a teenager. It will look no different than Iris. Furthermore, it seems that some daughters are about the same age.

I can't stop overflowing malice.

"... Huh, that's unusual."

And I knew myself well.

Light a cigarette as if to distract emptiness as you mock yourself.

A group of different colors pass by in front of Zeros, who spit purple smoke, somewhere.

It was a group of men who were somewhat screwed, dragged by children, but there was a Dwarf figure in it that Zeros found out about.

"Mr. Nagri!?

"Hmm? Oh, you... What are you doing here?

"As you can see, I'm opening a store?

"No, where did you get the product? You don't look like a very open shop."

Nagri's questions are good too.

I don't see any products in the Zeros store.

"More than that, are they...? From what I've seen, it looks like it's very bad..."

"Hmm? They're the new artisans who came into our house recently. It was a piercing project that lasted all night until yesterday, and he said it was family service soon after he took a break."

"... were you even in for a rush job?

"Ainya. The construction deadline was still there, but I put in another job. I rushed the job for scheduling. Damn, newcomers will be soft."

"Let's get you in for the holidays! How black is the company?"

Hamba Civil Industries artisans are a group of severe job addicts who don't hate to cry their families if it's for work.

Even though the pay is good, I will be happy to try the next scene shortly after I use that money.

Seven days and seven nights of work all the time, and every time I get pleasure at work, I'm a weirdo. Black companies also have a hard time escaping barefoot.

Entertainers in the field who could sing and dance, those were the craftsmen of Hamba Civil Industries.

"You idiot, if you do that, you're gonna be late for construction."

"You can afford the construction period, but you don't want people to tell you that you can't put your job in. There will be people dying of overwork."

"What are you talking about? If you can't do your job, we're gonna die. If you're going to die at the scene, you're going to die."

"It would be annoying to the person who asked for the job...... They're dying right now."

"You haven't. You don't want to go high on the scene."

The values were fundamentally different.

For the craftsmen of Hamba Civil Industries, work is pleasant.

For just one pleasure: a sense of accomplishment, soften the impotence out of the ordinary track.

For them vacation is a bullshit of the weak, an abominable depravity. If Colle were in Japan, it would definitely be a violation of labor standards law.

There is no law in this world, so it makes no sense where I said black company.

because it is common sense for craftsmen to be alone by carrying out harsh training

"Is that it? This is a business opportunity, isn't it?

Suddenly the heavenly revelation descended.

"Heh heh. My husband there, he's tired. What do you say? There's good medicine, right?

Speaking to one of the craftsmen in an obscure tone, he ignores Nagri's scratch, 'What is that tone...' and just starts doing business.

"... me? Fine... I don't have any money."

"But, hey, can you whip that tired body and take care of the kids?

"No, that's true... From what I've seen, you're a magician, aren't you? Magic pills are expensive..."

"Hey, the price is only six hundred golls. It works instantly, right? It's just a nutritional drink."

"No, but..."

Craftsmen don't quite shake their necks vertically.

But the old man isn't going to back down here either.

"Husband, you're so fatigued you're so thin, aren't you? Are you taking the kids and keeping them all day today? The kid's surprisingly tough to see. Oh, seriously, he's going down, huh?

"Ugh... weak when they say that"

Yes, the artisan man was pitifully gallopingly thin from fatigue.

That's all I'm saying is that Hamba Civil Industries jobs are hard. There's no way a rookie craftsman can work while suddenly singing and dancing, like a veteran Nagri.

If we continue our unscrupulous work, there will naturally be those who are debilitated. It is so strange that there are no dead yet.

The insanity of the Hamba civil industry was understood because Zeros also experienced it.

"Heh... I don't have a choice. Provide a sample with the service. Try it and buy it if it works. You, too, right?

"" ""... ha ""

It is a way of saying it as if it were a dice-waving potter.

A craftsman who gets his hands on a snack and a nutritional drink while being watched by several of his companions.

"So wow, will you stop that tone? There's a lot of discomfort..."

"For sales. Never mind."

"Hey, are you willing to do business with me? Sounds like some kind of seller."

Nagri puts in a scratch even though she's frightened.

But the old man didn't care. "Come on, just say it. It works, it works," he said, trying to make him drink nutritious drinks.

While holding the drink bottle in one hand, the craftsman was just showing hesitation.

Anyway, it's too flashy. Disbelief is not hammering.

"Dad, how long are you here?

"Come on, let's go, dude!

"Ugh..."

My beloved child rushes me and shakes my heart.

I hate open-air merchants who are smiling with niggas as they look at themselves.

"Damn... do I have to try? of, let's drink..."

When I opened the drink bottle cap with my trembling hands, I drank the contents all at once.

The effect then appears immediately.

"No, no, no, no, no!

Along with the roar, my jacket blew away with muscle swelling.

Fatigued and thin bodies were now so successful that they could be seen differently that their muscles were filled with vitality that they just rolled.

His figure, thin as a sick man, returns to the figure of a man who works hard.

"" "" What no - - what!? Ha, ha!!

"Heh... he's proud of the power of his nutritional drinks. Are you ready to buy it?

"" "" Make sure you sell it to us!! Honestly, it's hard to die!!

"Maiduo"

The craftsmen arrive to kill the old man.

And everyone drinks up a nutritional drink.

"" "" Su ~ pah ~, Birdo ~ ~, Wahhhhhhhhhh!!

"Something's a scream I've heard somewhere..."

"... this guy can be used"

All craftsmen build up beautifully.

The fatigue accumulated earlier disappeared, and by the brilliant time, he made a comeback to the Gaten-based workers of Mukimki. I get intoxicated by the vitality that fills me as I pose undisturbed.

The flesh of a working man is not in vain, and the forged flesh is truly beautiful.

"... hey, how much stock do you have of this drink?

"Fine, there's a number, right?

"Sell it all. He can be used in the field…"

"Why, all of it!?

The old man notices a big mistake here.

The Hamba Civil Industries job is really hard. Sell this nutritional drink to such a black company and the craftsmen will be made to work like carriages.

Even just an over-working scene turns into even more hell.

Eventually, there will be an increase in the number of workers who can only think about jobs.

"Um... quite a few, but not enough to go to all the craftsmen at Hamba Civil Industries, though?

"I don't mind. I use it with both crushed fools...... Craftsmen grow up not to step on the number of places."

"No, you can take physical fatigue, but you can't take mental fatigue!?

"I'm fine. It's brainwashing... and if you think it's part of artisanal education, it's acceptable."

"Brainwashing? Now brainwashing and..."

"Sell it, motherfucker! With him, we can start working fully tomorrow."

"No, no, because I'm gonna die! At least give me two days off!?

A world without labour standards laws and occupational accidents is rampant by black companies.

Trouble is, people in this world have accepted it as something of common sense, and Nagri doesn't even think that their workplace is a black company.

We move forward in training our workers a little faster and raising them to a single craftsman, without taking into account anything like an individual's family or human rights there.

It was more insane to think about the human rights of workers like Zeros on the contrary.

Cultural differences are appalling.

'I sold troublesome things to people I shouldn't sell...'

Pushed off by Nagri, they sold all their nutritional drinks.

But I made the sale, but my heart was annoyed by a tremendous sense of guilt.

"I got a good buy, gahahahahaha!" and dropped off Nagri's back, who walks with a luxurious laugh, and the old man just cries in guilt consciousness.

We can't help but hope that the workers have salvation.

More workers are dancing.

by unscrupulous labor and brainwashing just in the name of education......

The old man gave me a hand with it.