Dungeons for the Devil, Dungeons for the Core (Book Version Title: A Different World Dungeon Made with the Devil)

It is a classic of modern Japan to advertise this kind of thing with flyers or something before it opens, but in this world, paper is still quite expensive. At the very least, it cannot be used in such a way as to spread bulk on unspecified opponents. So what are we going to do...

"Put up a board with the name of the store, draw attention with your mouth and instruments, promote the store and go around."

Things like a chindon shop or a sandwichman.

"Are you going to do that again?

"No, we're targeting nobles and other upper classes in this store, so that kind of low-profile publicity can be counterproductive."

"So what are you going to do?

"Selmine said something to give away instead of opening a greeting..."

It's called a trial product... even if you give candy to a noble opponent. Should I have planted some plum wine? Then it might have been good for the nobles who are not sweethearts... but they don't seem to have popularized the distillery. I'd also like to bring a white ricker into this country...

"Well, let's leave that area to Selmine"

There was also a trial and error part of the first configuree shop in history, but I was still able to row down to the store.

The crows were more secretly concerned about 10,000 deductions and so on than they thought. Apparently, the "scandal at Leelot led to a noise of closure, and that worked better than I imagined.

I'm glad to say that's a good thing, but there are other things that are unexpected...

"You're saying you didn't leave the eagle?

"That's a freshly made meal, so it's hard to keep it in the store..."

There were more customers looking for cotton candy than I thought.

From where there seemed to be nothing, those who loved and admired the strange sight pulled out something like cotton, and they touched it everywhere, but no matter how much words were exhausted, they could not describe the sight, and it stirred up their interest in cotton sweets.

"Can't you handle it? Don't worry about her."

"Even if you say so... I won't be able to take you home for half a day, so I was wondering if it would be difficult to take you away from this town..."

"I have no choice...... I have no choice. But can you find out if there's any way?

"As long as I don't know... I won't be able to confirm..."

"Fine. Regards"

There were many other things that were left out of the assumptions.

For example, a visitor who enters a store stays without leaving. I assumed that there might be such a thing, and the store was designed to be widespread... but the customer didn't move beyond that assumption.

Though it was Crowe who also assumed that this would be the case.

"Sir, if you have any problems with your order, I will give it to you, so how about once you pick it up and reconsider it at home (how about)?

"... What's this?

"Yes, it is a write-up of what we deal with"

Crowe prepared a menu of products in advance - with beautiful colour illustrations and detailed descriptions. The feeling of Crowe, who is a modern Japanese, is like a flyer for publicity, and I wish I could distribute it to visitors for free to advertise the store...

"No, you can't distribute something so beautiful for free."

In the intent of the prototype, I was wasted in strange directions on a menu that I made with my home DTP software, and I was asked to reaffirm the separation between my perceptions.

That said, the menu itself was determined to be valid, and after some rework, it was to be replicated using elf magic and printing techniques.

The clerk gave one to the customer who was the head of the shop.

"Oh, thank God.... No, I came to buy it from my husband, but I was totally confused about choosing the item... I was just having a headache."

"I'll give you that, so please consider it at the mansion and come back"

Some of them were greedy enough to want that menu while sitting in the store.

"Because it is only for guests considering at home"

In other words, you won't get this beautiful menu unless you pull it up. The flow of stalled guests finally started when those who guessed it pulled up the menu in their hands.