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I have no money.

Let me tell you the truth. Flew by this world, the SHOP ability I've used, but I didn't really feel the need.

If anyone had ever heard of this, you would be dead. and definitely put in a hard penetration.

But other than the first time I had a bottle of water, it was just a convenient store for me. Without a convenience store in the neighborhood, it's not a problem.

I've lived a life without money since I was a little girl. That's been happening ever since I got my mind on it.

There were heaps of days when only bread ears were eaten once a few days. Parents did not pay anyone any money that it would be the cost of meals or the backlog of school trips. If you go to the reminder, you break your heart by giving them a mad, irrational rage.

If it's enough to deal with these guys, let's stop demanding a little bit of money.

That's what they thought.

When did you realize that your parents were abnormal? I'm pretty sure it was in elementary school. By the time I was in high school, I was already willing to kill.

But unfortunately, I couldn't abandon my love for my parents. He was a kid.

Everyday I don't get what I want.

Everyday when you don't have all the minimum things you need.

The routine of breaking due to the lack of it was routine.

I'll skip the details, but there was a lot going on and I went to the office. He's a salesman.

It was the lower end of ten years.

The majority of the money earned was a way of life that parents or bosses would exploit.

My only pleasure was cigarettes.

I didn't have much hope.

You don't have to make a lot of money, the best eater is a beef bowl, you don't need your best friend or friend, your boss, you don't need someone you know, your girlfriend, your daughter-in-law, your pet. Four-and-a-half tatami bolo apartments is enough. I don't mind commuting for two hours each way.

Just.

Stay out of my way. Leave me alone. Don't bother showing up in front of me and making me hate you!

When I realized, I was in a space where there was nothing.

There was a man there who called himself God. That's a homemade god I made up in elementary school.

I laugh even when I remember now. Even a nightmare would make you feel a little more comfortable.

But the god did give me.

"A world where no one knows me"...

I didn't want to die. So I only appreciate the first water.

But the rest was the result of an encounter and an action.

If I wasn't capable, I'd be desperate to find a way to live. Instead, I feel stupid because I've got the ability to SHOP.

I must remember.

Not nothing, but that constantly irrational swirling routine.

... Goblin Hazard?

The rescue of the elves?

Combined with the town?

Ha!

How dare you compare that to hanging out with your bosses!

I slapped my cheek hard and stood up.

"Hugs. Yalarai. We're gonna make it."

"Of course not."

"Whatever."

Apparently I've never gotten anything since I came into this world. Something I never wanted since sometime. Then I guess I'll do it a little less (...).

"Hug. The strategy is, what do you think is the most efficient and least damaging way to get rid of massive amounts of vermin?

"Hmm... Aside from what I can't prepare, I'd still be a flying tool"

When Hug glanced at the elf, he nodded silently, too.

"Of course, you'll need numbers, but walls, embankments, walls, walls, earthbags, fences, high ground... whatever. Yeah, creating a one-sided shooting situation, bows and stone throwing by a large number is the most common way to get rid of it. For some reason, they have been killed and they rarely escape. Well, you seem to have a sense of companionship when you're angry."

At the end of the day, the Hug, who threw up, drinks up a thin ale and orders a replacement.

When I glanced at Yalarai, I nodded silently when I agreed.

"Next then. Make me Elf's daughter, make me a human soldier, they could take me hostage--"

"Think about it. Yeah."

"Why?

"Oh, because I've never seen or heard of them using hostages. However, depending on the cost, the candidate, and the fact that humans seem delicious (...) have the habit of holding them and running away from them, that's what you should be aware of."

I see. First of all, we need to find and save the hidden human beings.

No, you don't have to.

"Why?

"The odds of being perceived as food… are almost non-existent"

"Why?

"If it's a small colony, I might keep it alive for a while as an emergency meal..."

"Okay. Enough."

I held back the sour stuff creeping up from the back of my chest.

"On the contrary, I would never rely on money or scratch it if I were that candidate. Until you hook up with the boss of the herd, you'll be fine first."

"... is it possible that it has already been billed as dependent?

"There is... of"

Hug replied bitterly. At the same time Yalarai's back teeth rattled.

"But even in that worst case, only life can be saved. I don't know if I can help you to your heart."

"... well. You wouldn't waste less, would you?

"I want to think so."

……

Silence surrounds the corner of the tavern for a while.

"Hugs, assault and guerrilla warfare, whisperers, which is ideal?

"Hmmm... if we have all the numbers, let's go for it. Because I don't get shielded from dependency or food. No matter how many of them there are, it's horrible how many of them are killed. Especially if you're not afraid to argue with each other."

Hug's people mean Dwarf buddies, right? That's a hell of an attack...

"Does that mean first of all that you can collect a lot?

"Uhm."

"Right..."

Organize the situation. An effective attack is a flying tool, but not enough people. There are no more retaining defensive walls.

... No, you can count on flying tools. Two.

Will there be enough firepower?

I don't think there's anything missing, but the problem is the number of opponents, there's nothing you can do if they spread all over the horizon and push you from eight directions.

Damn. Do we still need numbers?

Let's put aside the attack once and think about the defensive side.

Buy the defense fence at SHOP...... no, even if you can buy it, you don't have enough time or personnel to install it. How's the dirt base? No, that's the same thing. Ignore the defense and be in the middle of the enemy formation...... no. I'm not going to die.

Fences... walls... damn, I miss Pilates.

It reminds me of the journey of Futopilatas Re-tessa. A red-haired girl in a side mirror. The way it gets smaller every time you step on the accelerator.

Is that the cornerstone, now the news footage I used to see flowed behind my brain?

It was a news footage of a battlefield, with huge machine guns mounted on a truck carriage with the company name of a famous Japanese car manufacturer and many and many sickness through the wasteland.

What's going on with that defense?

... No, it's fundamentally different from the way I or Hugs think about defense.

"... you never stick to a defensive wall, do you?

It is not position defense that should be taken.

"We're in the right direction. What we do is manoeuvre."

"What?

Ma, I don't suppose it's meant to be.