Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

In the corner of a neater compartment than the intermediate and lower districts of the Wangdu Gran Feria, there is a shop (Free Life) for everything.

This three-story house is built to blend into a residential neighborhood where popular dining halls, tool shops, bakeries, blacksmiths, etc. set up pompous houses. It is this shop where metal plates stamped "Free Life" hang securely on the tip of the house, anything familiar to the people of the city.

Half of the ground floor, anything that works on the side facing the street, is populated by shopkeepers and employees, as well as residences, in the remaining residential areas.

"Uh, something feels like it's been a long time."

In the living room on the ground floor, it is Nobuo Sayama, the owner of the free-life store, who is rocked and laid back by his favourite rocking chair. Since this is a closed Saturday, Guitar University was relaxed after breakfast without exposing himself to anyone.

"... good luck for a week"

It was Yumiel, a resident employee, who also brought tea from the kitchen on the ground floor, adjacent to the living room. Contrary to the sloppy shopkeeper, the little girl, wearing exactly made-up clothes even on holiday, put a basin on the table and spoke inorganic to her husband.

"Huh, I still like the bath in my own house. It's narrow but relaxing enough."

Coming down the stairs and into the sparkling living room with my hair in a towel is a roottoo, which is my residence. With no less than a small body than Yumiel, she is a chaos dragon who looks like this and counts 1,000 years old.

The chaotic dragon, who fell in love with your greatness from the beginning and began to live in this house to push, behaved freely even in the house, with the arrogance that the king deserved.

"Ngu...... pu ha! Ah, the tea in the bath is delicious!

"Next in the morning bath, we'll take people's tea. Damn, you look good, dude."

"Hmm? Was this Takahiro's tea? I'm sorry about that."

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"But don't worry. There's still tea left. Let me apologize and give you a drink from my hand. Hmm."

"Don't stick your lips out! Yeah, don't close your eyes!

Routout's reflection, not caring about the details, could not have lasted long.

A dragon girl in a piece still standing in the hot air, with cold tea in her mouth, swells her cheeks plumply and immensely.

Beating her head properly, Guitar jumped out of the rocking chair and sighed loudly.

"Uh, already, because of Saturday morning. You need to learn Yumiel's quietness."

"If you block this mouth, it will be quiet on its own..."

"That's weird! Look, just get dressed properly"

"Uhm."

Just up from the morning bath, the lutoo was thin enough to look at as underwear.

The thin fabric, which seemed to become transparent if wet in water, barely concealed the skin and locality with plenty of frills, but the thin pink colour had instead made the girl look fancy.

Noble Days and Yumiel were familiar to see, but they are somewhat too exciting for others. I would also like to avoid, if possible, thinking that I am wearing these things in your hobby.

Before the visitors arrived, Guitar pushed the route upstairs and came back to the living room where Yumiel was, looking tired in the morning.

"There's been a big incident all of a sudden this month, so I'd like to slow it down on Saturday and Sunday."

"… heartfelt, I guess"

A major incident is the Free Life Raid by Killing and the Accommodation Town Raid by Killing.

The damage inflicted by Killing, who had his daughter taken and mad, was enormous, the bathroom of your great house was completely destroyed, and the inn town had a large crater.

Noble Daughters caught up in both were secretly supposed to raise the profile from the adventurers when it was a miracle to be alive - but Noble Daughters, who had no reason to know about it, cared all about the baths in their homes and about the Inn Town.

"Nevertheless, the Killing one, how rambunctious you've been, at all. They said there was no damage to the people in the lodging town... but they blew up the whole personal bathroom area. Even I was in danger of rebuilding."

"... I'm glad you just need a bathroom"

"Right. But I can't wait to rent Caorle's bath for ten days."

"... Also, let's bake some sweets and go thank you"

"Right. Yeah, let's do that."

How much of Killing's barbarity has gone to his stomach, or how much he has ruined his beloved home bath, a noble man who has divulged his stupidity over and over the last ten days.

Every time Yumiel takes it politely, should it be called a made-up appraisal? Or something like a well done wife...

We met in an alley and have been living together for almost two years. Only the number of months stacked, the relationship between the two, had become profound and strong.

Karon, Karon.

"Hmm? Somebody's here. Around Eru?

"... I'm leaving."

The bell announcing the visitor rings and Yumiel quietly leaves the living room.

Guitar, who dropped off his little maid's back, stretched out and left his body in a rocking chair again, carelessly.

"I'm not giving you this chair today. Never. Never. Never."

As if to fuse, this is still a precious place to sit deeply in a rocking chair. This chair, which he loves, was also his favorite chair for the brunette elf, Elu.

If you notice, enter the house, sit in a rocking chair with our faces, and eat macaroons on your own, spreading the book and reading elu.

That freak elf, if he vacates the place, grows like a mold. Noble University, thinking so, turned his face to the entrance to the living room in an effort to show him his stamina of steadfastness and worship an intruder who would look remorseful.

But contrary to his expectations, he came to the living room...

"Hello ~! It's a wondrous maid appearance Yikes!

"Wow!

Gordie and walnuts dressed in made-up clothes. And it was Yumiel who had guided them.

"... what? Woman-made?"

The maid has grown to three -!

To a stunning sight, Noble Daisy unwittingly froze and looked at the walnuts with her mouth open.

"... wah"

Gordie with a smile on her face and Yumiel with no expression, as usual.

And the walnut that begins to squeeze in embarrassment, watched by your greatness.

"... what?

To a sight that he could not understand more than once, Your Highness once again leaked a voice of doubt.

Time goes back a bit, about the night you came to the orphanage to help.

Shaken by the walrus about marriage, Goldie was beginning to move to stick with you and the walrus, half funny, half bona fide.

"Um, there's no walnuts. So if I show you naked, I think it's one shot. But the other guy is Takahiro. Of virginity, because he's a freak and a cleanse. Hey, that guy."

Goldie stays alone in the dining room after dinner and thinks yeah yeah while the orphanage faces are relaxing in the room.

Her reputation for "Precious if seen as a man" was scattered, but even if it didn't hit me, it was from afar.

"You live under one roof with that lolly sexy lutoo, but you're not getting your hands on it. If you think about it, Takahiro is a powerful enemy."

Though he's gotten better lately, he's a man enough to be rumored to be dead at one time.

Despite being cordial with Yvetta, the horny devil, it is something I have no choice in because I have not yet abandoned my virginity - its steadfast defense was more troublesome than anything for the attacking side.

"Wow... I made a cheap contract at Nori, could this be, a pinch? Crisis of losing authority as a sister you can count on!?

That sort of thing, not nearly in Gordie today, but as a sister two years older than a walnut, there's no way she could back off here.

"If this happens anymore, let Mr. Takahiro eat something energetic and be alone with the walnuts or something......!?

Retreat is not allowed. Well, the proposal doesn't even come to mind.

Gordie, who is in a state of retirement, has just begun to think about something more forceful...

"Oh, Goldie. What's wrong with you?

"Dean!

Rudos, who came to draw water, spoke gently to Gordie with his head.

"Wow! Dean! Please help! Please help!

"Oh, my God, what's wrong?

Rudos begins to abandon the big children who follow him in tears, in a familiar way.

"Ku..."

On her merciful hand, Goldie quickly melted away and gave a relaxed, cut sweet voice.

"Oh, no, it's not! I didn't want it to be!

"Really?

"That's right!

He was drooling, sucking in whoever he was, and Goldie gained momentum and stood up.

To a member of the orphanage full of energy to do anything, Rudos felt a smile but, facing her, decided to listen to her first.

"So, what are you in trouble with? Peppers out for dinner, still bitter in your mouth or something?

"Uh, already, yes, I am. I don't feel like peppers or that delightful eater. I mean, I wish vegetables were extinct!

Puffy and cute and indignant, Gordie swells her puffy cheeks.

The dog beast girl, who hates vegetables and loves meat, still tries to leak her dissatisfaction to Rudos -.

"Oh, no! Ya! Ya!! Listen to me first! Let me take the lead!

"Oh, I'm so sorry"

I admonished myself for saying a few extra things, and Rudos closed his mouth this time.

On her mouth, making sure she had a proper chuck on her, Goldie started talking with a strange face.

"You know what? It was before dinner, and the walnuts told me about the marriage."

"Marriage!"

"Yes. Something tells me the walnut has a lord who cares... so if it's a big meal, can you be my wife? How dare you ask?"

"Well... who cares, maybe"

"That's right. The Dean is in my head, that's the guy."

"I knew..."

Rudos, who was calm at first and sitting in a chair, was also turning up and listening to the walnut as the story progressed.

Marriage. That walnut, that 'baby' is getting married!

Growing up in the Bright orphanage himself, and knowing the walrus from a really small place, Rudos seemed to be somewhat full of breasts when he heard the walrus had a thinker.

"Is the walnut married?"

"Yes, the walnut is in love."

Rudos was shaking his chest, and Gordie plucked his eyes with a handkerchief.

Five-year-olds and six-year-olds aren't as' cocky 'as they say. "Marriage" at the age of being treated as an associate adult, knowing the meaning of marriage and emotions such as love and love.

If that had been accomplished, I'm sure you'd be happy - the walnuts are aware of such a marriage.

"We need backup!

"That's right!

Gordie slapped him in the bread and his hands just to get my will.

Rudos was also russian, motivated, and the two women burned.

"I see. Goldie was worried about that, wasn't she? Yeah, yeah, marriage is important in life. There's no such thing as thinking too much, and someone else's, that's something you should be thinking about. It's hard, Goldie."

"Oh, haha."

Gordie laughed awkwardly when Rudos said he had his head.

No way can I say that half of my care for walnuts has the heart to enjoy this situation, and my conditioner wacko just giggled.

"Now, I don't know what's going to happen ahead, but if it's" that guy, "you'll be able to build a happy family. For that matter, it's good to stay close."

"I think so too! But... I can't think of a good idea for that."

Looking gently at Gordie, who nodded softly, Rudos nodded loudly to reassure him.

"So you were worried. But it's okay. I have a good idea."

"Sa, boulder, dean! And what is the plan...?

"You know..."

Ludos lifts Goldie's dog ears to one side and blows a little something into you there.

To her words, Goldie glistened her eyes gradually...

And the next day, two wondrous maids were to appear before you.

... Why has this happened?

Come to think of it, Rudos is a single clergyman who has had a wealth of life experience but has lived independently of the rush of men and women.

Are you glad you followed her advice? It was to be revealed by the future life of the great and walnut.