Different Worlds Finance - The Thing That If a Cass Teacher Who Doesn't Want To Work Starts Lending Gold In Different Worlds, He's Gonna Be Unique

Time to go home. Let's take a look at the request.

I've never taken a request, and I'm not willing to take it, but I'm also studying this.

"Curse."

"Ah, brother Odie! You're back?

"Oh, just now. What do you say we hang out with this meal every once in a while? Belen said she didn't want to thank Curse.

"Right. Sometimes it's good, right? Then I'll come home once and tell you I don't want dinner. Where am I supposed to go?

"It's going to take a little longer, so shall we do it here?

I hurry home and tell them that and return to my guild. As much as I appreciate you letting me act quite freely.

Approximately twenty minutes later I returned to my guild.

Hmm? That's a bad vibe. Why are you rubbing it?

"I can party with the son of a man who used to kill his own brother. Could it be a hipster?

"I guess it's too much and you're losing your back, huh?

"Hiccup, then I'll work with you."

"Take my hips off, too."

What, these guys?

You look good for nothing, don't you?

I'm also dressed like adventurers, but not as aristocratic as these guys.

Why are you here in this overtly aristocratic outfit?

Well, it doesn't matter. If someone flies wild next to these guys, I'll give them a ride too.

Hmm? Are these guys tangled up with Mr. Berengaria? Are they the ones with that much arm?

"Brother Odie, what are you doing? I'm hungry.

"Look, Belen. That's what Curse says, too, and let's go.

"Yeah, right. Shall I go before my ears rot?

"You run away -! I knew you'd lose your back!

"My father escaped, too! Poor family!"

"You're such a kid tonight!

"Fine. I'll take care of it too."

Wow, are these guys insane?

It's a duel to insult my parents and my house. Do you have any purpose?

I'm being forgiven, but Mr. Berengaria looks pretty, too. Can I pinch my mouth without knowing the circumstances? I don't care. I'm a kid, so let's do what we want.

"Hey, hey. Your brothers are cool, aren't they? Are you a nobleman after all?

"Hmm, would a kid like you even understand? You're absolutely right! Our ancestors are the Three Swordsmen who served Dons Marri, the pale spear knight, who was named in the prestigious Viscount Scaglione family that brings him to the Duke of Aggiani's house!

"Yes!? That hero Master Dons Marli!?

Who is it? I don't know. You're on the lower end anyway.

"Heh, yeah. Are you afraid?"

I'm going to look good. The same goes for the rest of them.

"Wow! Cool! I admire you! How can you be strong and cool like your brothers!?

"Heh heh heh, that's an unrelenting workout, and talent."

"Civilians crawling around the ground can't even work without talent."

"In other words, it is the blood muscles that are born and transmitted with cotton that are as noble as ours."

"You could be like us, too, depending on your efforts. I'll lend you my breasts one of these days."

I wanted to hear that line.

"Thank you! I'll do my best! Can I have such a strong, cool, sweet brother do his archery?

"Fine. You have a good uplift for your kids."

Are these guys nice to the understatement?

"Thank you! Then I don't think I'll get another chance like this, so why don't you bet one gold coin?

"Well, you're motivated. Good. Berengaria, by the way! You don't bet?

"Can I bet? Can you take it?

"Naturally! Bet as much as you like!

"So, Curse, if I bet you a hundred gold coins, will you take it? Well, my entire fortune is only about thirty gold coins, so if I lose, can I be your slave?

"Ho, that's thoughtful. Fine, I'll take it!

Are you happy to enslave a child like this guy, Mr. Berengaria? You think I made a crazy, unscrupulous bet with anger.

"Wow! It's fantastic to bet a hundred gold coins on your brother! Cool! Then that's a promise. Do you mind if I bet you a hundred gold coins between your brother and Mr. Berengaria and a gold coin between me and your brother in a mock fight between us? And Mr. Berengaria?

"Fine. Aaah!

"Oh, that's good, Boo Boo! No way. The magic is now..."

"It's contract magic, of course. I forgot to tell you, I'm a 'gold-loan curse'. If I didn't have a hundred gold coins, I'd lend them to you, so don't worry, you poor nobleman.

"You fooled me!

"Do the civilians!

"Shame on you!

"He feeds me pigs!

"We're going to the training ground. If you're scared, you can run. Both hipsters."

Uh, you've always had a long way to go. I can't do anything without you making a promise.