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Episode 18: The Cockroach Family and the Slam Relief Plan

"Whoa, before that, Giro, Clari. You guys want to work?

"Work?"

"Oh. Except it's a paycheck for two."

"Clari, what do we do?

"... you get paid, don't you? I'll do it."

"Brother Akira. I'll do it!"

"Okay. Well, then, Mr. DePaz, I'm sorry, but I need you to gather about four people. If I could, I'd like someone strong and trustworthy."

"You want trust in this slum?

DePaz put his arms together and sighed.

"Well, it means I can do it. If I could, I'd prefer someone with a family and looking for a serious job."

"You're just ordering"

"Please."

"... Hmm. Wait a minute."

DePaz disappeared into a slum when he took his seat.

It doesn't matter, by the way, but what we were talking about was the space we made next to the camper, shaded with tarp. This is where we usually eat. When it is cooked out, it is done on the opposite side by pinching the camper.

"Hey brother, there's a guy selling white bread I've been getting since this time."

"White bread? Oh, you mean the bread."

Until yesterday, I handed out bread.

"Well, I thought some guys like that could sell bread?

"There's rarely that much delicious bread. Someone's buying it. Looks like they just wanted to buy it."

"Well, I think there was a slice of mumped bread..."

"But from today on, you've become this little guy."

Don't say Becca or anything.

"Doesn't it fit your mouth?

"That's not true! I felt weird at first, but when I get used to it, it's delicious!

"Then good."

"It looks like poppy, but it's delicious at all."

"Do you have a poppy?

"I've been coming in from Lakerell lately, and I heard you're raising them little by little. He said he was hired as a farmer by some slums."

"Heh..."

Speaking of which, I think the poppy was a plant that preferred hot, dry air. If you pull water from the river, it's going to grow.

"Looks like they're importing from Lakerell, too, huh? It's pretty cheap, so it looks like Slam people buy it every now and then. Not very tasty, though."

"It's not that bad if you mix it with rice, but if you eat it alone, it's a bit"

Sometimes you're fundamentally used to bread food, the poppy doesn't seem to fit your mouth.

"Whoa, I'm gonna get ready, too, so give me a minute."

"Yeah."

I'm headed to the warehouse at the base where it was built at some point. I appreciate the hug because it even has a proper door to where I picked it up from. Currently, rice and the like are piled in the corner.

"I like it around here."

I'll put a blanket on the floor first. This is what I've been using for sleeping. Apart from that, I bought six blankets. 4990 yen x 6 = 29,940 yen.

The balance is 251,2978 yen.

Now I bought a hundred mirrors on the blanket and lined them up. I bought another blanket because one blanket was not enough.

The balance is 2.5 million JPY 7988.

The cost of mirrors is 6420 yen x 100 pieces = 642,000 yen. However, I bought this by sticking 700,000 in a separate purse for the quest to multiply the example quest 300,000 by ten. I thought it would only fit 300,000, but I had no problem with it. It's a little hard to understand, but it becomes two things: a regular purse (balance) and a quest purse.

The balance is 1.8 million JPY 7988.

Quest 58,000 yen.

That's a lot when it's even a hundred. The warehouse is going to fill. I left five blankets on the mirror and the other one on the camper's bunk.

When I went outside, DePaz was just about to gather four men to come over here.

"I've got a voice for you."

That's what DePaz says, but all four of them have solid muscles and not bad blood color for a slum dwelling. Looks like this one made good sense. I don't actually need that much muscle for work, but just in case, he's a guy.

"Then let's talk about work"

When I light a cigarette while sitting nearby, I depass with four men. Besides, Giro and Clari also sat on a nearby stone.

"It's not often difficult to describe the work. Just carry the goods from the warehouse there to the Adele Chamber of Commerce northwest of the city."

"Is that all?

Among the four men, a skinhead man frowned.

"How about two silver coins in a day? If you're willing, I'll give you the details."

One silver coin is two thousand yen because it is a thousand yen. It seems to be about 3,000 yen for a pretty heavy day job, so it will be enough. Giro and Clari will also get a thousand yen each, so it shouldn't be bad.

The men nodded after looking at each other silently for a while.

"Then come here."

I step out of my shortened cigarette and head to the warehouse. As usual, galleries with no work were watching it far-flung.

"It is this product that you are asked to carry. As you can see, it's cracked and expensive, so I want you to be careful what you do."

They come into the warehouse, and they look at the merchandise and they gobble.

"Hey, isn't this a guy named Mirror?

It was the skinhead that asked the question earlier.

"Oh. Exactly. Anyway, I want you to carry me carefully because I'm vulnerable to shocks."

If you break it, you'll get hurt.

"Hey! Just give me a minute! Wasn't a mirror a tremendous asset!? You only have aristocracy or something!?

"I hear so."

"Apparently... who the hell are you?

"I'm just a merchant. Camper outside...... uh, you saw the weird carriage, right? I'm handling valuables."

"I made it..."

Apparently, this skinhead is a man who knows a little about the value of things.

"What's up? Then you quit?

"... no, I definitely want you to let me..."

The skinhead hits me in the ear.

"You don't think we're gonna steal this luxury stuff?

Apparently this bald... skinhead is a good guy. If you're willing to do that, I'll take it quietly.

"Well, if you want to steal, you can steal..."

"" Huh!?

It was the young pair who raised their voices.

"Where do you think you're going? In that outfit."

To my point, they looked down at their outfits. Who says they will deal with you decently in clothing that is no different than out of blur?

"Even if I sold it to a back organization or something, they'd want to buy it for a long time. And on top of that, we might not be able to live here anymore."

You betray the trust of DePaz, the face actor. At least there will be no place in this southwestern slum. Wherever you go, you go around with something called glitch.

Rather, it is the young pair who are listening with admiration. On the contrary, the men are sweating from their foreheads biting down the meaning of the word.

"What do we do?

"... do"

"Of course I will, brother!

"OK. Twenty pieces per person is in charge, but I want you to carry them one at a time. I mean, don't go back and forth for 20."

The mirror itself isn't heavy, but it's a lot of work because it goes from end to end of this big city.

"This is how you carry it... wrap it in a blanket and carry it. I can't see this. Anyway, the mirror is fragile, so be careful. Think you can crack it if you hit it somewhere."

The men swallowed the spit all together.

"Oh, if you break it, tell me honestly"

"... even if they told me to make amends. Very us..."

"Don't worry. I don't want to ask for damages... but if I hear about the situation and the treatment is cluttered or broken, don't ask me to quit my job. If there were no more reports, you'd be fired without question."

Mirrors may be worth more than people's lives by the standards of this world, but for me they're no different than a few meals. It's more troublesome for a guy who can't be a newspaper champion than that.

"It's easy for me to say that. Even if it's convenient to keep you nervous."

It's not convenient, but I don't think you'll believe me if I tell you so.

"You don't have to break it. I understand it's fragile, so let me know when you do.... Yeah, well, then you don't have to pick it up. A broken mirror is dangerous because it cuts better than a well-sharpened knife. Leave it at the end of the road, wrapped in a blanket."

"Then won't it be stolen?

"It's that time. Well, I hope you're not hurt badly."

It would be great to have a look at a nearby store or something if you could, but you'd better leave that area to individual judgment.

"Do you want to start?"

Thus the first part of the slum bailout plan was launched.