Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

I went into the blanket and grabbed the necklace of a fairy.

It contained children's wishes and aspirations. With a desire close to such longing, his hands began to tremble as he pressed his fist.

- Tspot!

Then a bright light leaked out between his hands.

Of course, it wasn't as bright as an LED light bulb, but it felt like it could find its way even in the darkness of a forest without even moonlight.

- The necklace of Latras.

In the end, Undine and Rathras struggled and chose the flashlight. I have more work to do at night than purify the contaminated water.

It is better to choose a side where you can write more. Tools are like that. I always thought I'd wish there was a flashlight, but the reason why portable water purifiers were never needed separately is big.

After making that decision, after only one day, Risha encapsulated the light attribute on the fairy necklace. When I grasped my gratitude and poured out my love, I fell into the same mess as usual, but I woke up early and gave up my morning twice as happy.

The rest of the spirit nucleus is useless, so I went with Winnie and sold it all. I was extremely satisfied with the value of 40 silver because I sold all five together.

It was more expensive than I thought.

There were not many intermediate spirits nearby, which was the reason for the large price.

"Uh-huh."

In the future, this necklace will be used as my flashlight.

It is said that it can be used semi-permanently if the medium grade spirit nucleus and fairy necklace are combined but not broken.

It's rechargeable, because this cheeky Rathras is the property of light, so even if I let him only shine during the day, he can shine for hours at night.

There's nothing to say about this but solar flashlight.

But since it's a necklace in the first place, it's smaller than a flashlight and easier to carry.

This is really quite convenient.

You don't have to carry it, you just have to be in the garage like a necklace, so you don't feel the weight. There is light there and the battery lasts a long time.

An artifact with magical power was as convenient as that of a modern scientific civilization. It would be nice to have a fucking refrigerator at home. Well, they say there are similar items in the refrigerator, but they can be seen in the noble kitchen.

"What are you doing alone in a blanket? If you're hitting your daughter, why don't you just ask her to touch you?"

Karin hears the blanket as she touches the necklace. Today was a holiday. Three other wives left while they were going to see the intestines, and Karin stayed home tired.

"No, why would I hit my daughter."

Hitting your daughter is never going to happen unless you spray it on Alane once or twice a day. Because I have four wives and I don't have to waste my energy.

This is a completely male lion.

"Then what are you doing?"

"I was testing this necklace. I think it would be really convenient to use this to work at night."

"Is that what Risha made? It'll be convenient.Anyway, let's go to the backyard with a knife. He's been working so hard these days because he wants to pick a sword?"

"Claudie told you?"

"Yeah. Well, I want to tell you how, but blackmail is really a matter of personal competence. But it's my husband's job, and I'm supposed to help you as my wife, right?"

I threw the blanket right away and took out my shorts. Even on holidays, you can't miss the training. If Karin sees it in person at home, there are no more butterflies.

"Where, except for one sweat, do you want to have sex with your sister?"

"Uh-huh, you know exactly what I want!"

"You're such a cute little bastard. Follow me."

I went straight out to Karin and the backyard.

It's going to take a while to get to the chapter anyway, so let's play with Karin.

* * *

In this way, my daily routine was roughly the repetition of beating a day or two a week, training and resting for the Inspection Guild holidays and working again.

In fact, it also means the weekend. My wives never let me go. I am suffering from an infinite settling, except when I go out to eat, watch a chapter, and go shopping. My back is broken and I'm on a limb.

Anyway, I spent some time with integrity in my career dealing with what happened near the city and harming referral requests from other wizards and alchemists.

Nothing special happened.

Hunting of monsters, gathering of materials, etc. In such a class D, I took the job of crossing class C. I went to Winnie alone, Claudie and Winia three, and I did it alone.

Of course, no one was strong enough to move to any party.

It was very peaceful. No, it was never peaceful for a group of monsters to appear, but that's not a problem for me.

Is that so?

As I kept slashing monsters, my skills and experience would have been overwhelming, but I couldn't make any progress on Mana. Increasing the amount of Mana also feels stagnant at some point.

I tried to fight with swordsmanship in mind all the time, but I had no income.

I even stopped by the library to look for books, but I can't be in the library like that. I read the hero's autobiography, but the training scene came out of a rough skip, motherfucker.

I was just saying that I killed them all and succeeded, but I read one book because it was so damn funny.

I was so close to the end of the summer.

I don't know when class C will be available. I have a good career, but it's only been a year since grade D. The time was a little shorter than a year for greater credit.

"Let the nigger out and come?"

"Uh, do you need anything? I'll buy it when I get here."

"Well, not really. You're going to the guild, right? Good morning."

I left Winia reading the magic book and came out.

I should have just gotten out yesterday, but I didn't have a good job, so it was just a day off. It's morning, though. We should go out to the guild. Claudie is sleeping.

The last time I was abducted by Harpy, Winia tended to overprotect me, but I often went to work alone recently to see if I looked a little lighter while working with her.

It's mainly done when Winia's magic research is in the middle of nowhere.

- Bugs and bumps.

Walk straight to the Adventurer Guild.

Approximately 30 minutes. The marchers are busy moving around and the wagons are moving around. I don't even see the Kopson lately, but I don't know how he is.

Do you want to go today?

Recently, I made a steady amount of money because I had a lot of work, so I also bought new equipment that was not being repaired. Qualified Armor chest armor now. And the grip is properly fitted with gauntlets and shoulder blades.

If I make more money, I might be able to buy plate armor.

You don't have to change the weapon because you're using Karin's damn Black Iron Longsword, so you can focus on your defense gear.

Anyway, I arrived at the Adventurer Guild.

And I saw a nice face.

"Isn't this the Barbarian Shack!"

"You're not the fucking Copson!"

Fuck you, Copson. It's been a long time since I saw you. I thought for a moment what this son of a bitch was up to, and I noticed that his equipment had gotten better.

"What? The armor?"

"Curious? Oh, I've been trying to tell you this all along, but I can't see anything from Barbarian Shack!"

Copson smiles and gives out his chin. I don't know what the gesture is, but I think I want to show off anyway.

"Uh-huh, I was just doing fine. No, I don't think you've raised money with integrity. Did you win big at the gambling parlor?"

"No, fuck, I tried to tell you first, but how did you find out!"

Copson yells as he seizes to make sure the answer is correct.

This son of a bitch seems to have left the gambling parlour at last.

"Oh, shit. Hey, Barbarian. If you think someone wants to brag, you just have to listen. That's common sense, common sense. It's been a long time since I've seen anything like this."

His equipment was transformed into decent things.

Once I had a knife that looked good, and I was wearing a gauntlet in an iron chest armor, it looked like I could go gangster somewhere.

"You're right, asshole, that's what you do to women. You don't have to care about that cocksucker."

"Somehow convincing. Anyway, let's go get some breakfast."

"I'm here to eat."

Risha set me up and went out.

"Just fucking eat it."

"Draw."

I'm going in more anyway.

I went to a nearby restaurant and ordered food and beer. The beer came out right away, and Copson laughed as he inhaled it.

"Cluckle, you're really lucky. I've never had such luck before. At one time, I risked the money I had saved, and something blew up. You've got five ships left."

"You got a lot of shit."

Somehow, my skin seemed to improve a little bit, and the shine of my hair seemed to be stronger. Five times as many can do that.

"So I gambled with it again, and I got a shitty feeling that I was going to pay for it, and I started getting all the equipment. I thought it was crazy because I thought I'd invest only half of the other money because I had more money. That's why I spent the money so quickly."

Once he wrote the word 'invest' in gambling, this bastard was destined to fall. As gambling is an investment in itself, there is no way to stop it.

"I think I'm an idiot for a reason, yes. Well done. Combat power comes from equipment."

Roughly speaking, they looked at each other's situation. Copson is also a class E adventurer. But this son of a bitch looks like an agent taking a D class, too. It usually takes years. And the quest fails only once.

"What, so how's the Barbarians doing?"

"I'm the D class, and I'm doing my job. But more than that, I just saw my face and I had something I wanted to ask."

"What? Are you going to ask me what's not so special? If you only buy food, there's nothing you can't do."

"Give me everything I want to fuck."

"Ow!"

So I bought Bob for Copson.

I don't have much money because I've spent all my money on gambling.

Of course, if you listen to the story of going back to the world buying food like this, the damage will be great.

"Hmm, it's supposed to be a dungeon, but there's some old villa in the deep woods that took about three days to find. What's so weird about a mansion all of a sudden? Still, it looks like some of them have gone."

"Mansion?"

Found a mansion in the deep woods?

Well, the forests are so rough in this neighborhood that it may have been neglected, like the villas that were built in the past.

But you're a city and you're a town, and it's completely outside, so it's gonna be hard to build a building. Was there a village nearby in the old days?

If you search there, you'll find something.

"Anything else?"

"I think you know this, but aren't there a lot of Imps recently?"

"What the fuck is an Imp? What are you talking about?"

Listen to me without yelling.

"It's dark in the real rumors. Anyway, there are a lot of Imps nearby. Priests and nuns are raising their voices, saying it might be an ominous sign."

Imps are creatures who are said to come from hell or the horror. They are evil monsters who feel like they are treated appropriately like spirits. Well, some say we should include it in the demon species, but I don't know.

But all I know is that Kim Cat in his cocksucking days was weak and small enough to catch him a few times. You can often face it when you enter the deep forest.

I met Hellhound once when I went to Dungeon with Elise, Copson, and Maria.

Imps don't look very special except they look really bad. They often die for adventurers.

They may be creatures that bite or sharpen their corpses, but they are demonic in appearance, so they are sometimes nicknamed 'Messengers of Ominous Things' among adventurers.

"Well, it looks like the drunkards are coming to an end. Perhaps you want to be compensated equally as a result of the end of your life for wasting it with alcohol. Except for that, it's nothing special."

Copson, who sipped beer in a single breath, said so.

Impra.