Gun-ota ga Mahou Sekai ni Tensei Shitara, Gendai Heiki de Guntai Harem o Tsukucchaimashita!?

Lute, five years old.

In the morning, I am old enough to start classes where I learn to read, write, compute, history, general common sense, etc.

But I took the liberty of attending classes when I was three, so I could do everything.

Therefore, as an assistant to Dr. Elle, he is given the role of accompanying teaching to children with learning delays.

One of the lagging kids is a snow my age.

She's quick to learn to read and write, but she doesn't seem to be very good at calculating arithmetic.

"There are five pieces of bread on the plate on the left and twelve pieces of bread on the plate on the right. So how many in all?

"Uh..."

Bend your little fingers white and calculate.

"Ju, 15?

Seventeen is the right answer.

"Ugh."

I am five years old and tie my stretched hair to a ponytail.

The dog ear lay down sadly.

Snow doesn't seem to be good at calculating over both hands yet.

I comfort her as she strokes her depressing head.

"It's okay, because I'll hang out until Snow can calculate properly. And if you snow, you'll be able to do it as soon as you can."

"Really?"

"Sure. So don't get too depressed. Then we'll get the next problem. There is bread 3 on the plate on the left and bread 5 on the plate on the right. So how much bread do you have in total?

"Uh, uh... 8!

"Correct! Snow is a genius! Great!"

"Eh heh"

Fifty-six Yamamoto said - let me try, let me tell you, let me try, praise you, people move. Losing your willingness to learn is not the best idea.

And set aside the splendid pre-construction.

The real thing is when you compliment Snow, you make your white cheeks, the more plainly red they are.

The tail also shakes left and right with a pat of joy.

That's cute, and I get the habit of complimenting her right away.

"Then we'll get the next problem."

"Yeah! I'll try to add up properly"

Snow tells with an innocent full smile.

(Oh, that's cute. I wonder if you thought I would be cute like this if I had a sister or daughter in my previous life)

In fact, it was my brother who was in his previous life, and instead of being married, he couldn't even make a lover and was killed......

I follow and stroke Snow's head again.

She narrowed her eyes to make her feel good without showing a reluctant gesture.

At the end of the class, the five or six year olds will be cleaning, laundry, dishwashing, and cleaning the Peacock Chicken Hut in the afternoon.

When you're done helping, the rest is free time.

In free time, I continued my magic savings control practice in the men's room.

When you're tired of practicing, think about raising money to buy magic liquid metal.

So far, mayonnaise making is the leading thing.

There is no mayonnaise in this world.

If that condiment even produced the word 'mayor', it would definitely be a hit if you sold it.

It's not hard to make because there are eggs, vinegar and oil.

The problem is, we don't have the money to get ahead.

I don't have the funds to make money...... it's like 'keys in the safe'.

We need a key to open the safe, and the key is in the safe - that's the story.

"Should I just sell mayonnaise recipes to the dining room in town?

But you can get out of town from the age of seven.

You can make money. Seven years old, too.

In the end, I have to be adult for the next two years...

Stuffed, stories of money making came in from unexpected places.

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After lunch, Snow and I can be called off on our way to pick up firewood.

"Mr. Lute, it was just fine. I was just about to go get it."

"What's wrong, Dr. Elle?"

"Actually, Lute, someone wants to see you. Could you come to the reception room, please?

"No way... are you the parents who abandoned me, or are your relatives here to pick me up?

"... ugh."

Dr. Elle looks like that at first.

For some reason I had a crying look on my face until Snow.

It may be cold, but I have no desire to see the birth parents of this world.

I've only lived five years, but this world is hard to just live in.

Besides, my parents probably had a reason.

So I don't resent anything.

That's all I could think of in this reincarnated world to see me, so I just asked as a question...

I don't expect to get that sympathetic attitude from the two of us, and I'm confused by the reaction.

As an adult, Dr. Elle opens his mouth to recover faster than anyone else.

"Lute, your parents and relatives aren't here. I'm sorry, in a weird way."

"It's okay. Because I was just curious, too. I don't even want to see my parents anymore."

…………

Snow leans down for some reason, drooling his ears and tail sadly.

"I'm so sorry. So, Lute, I'm here to see you, a merchant I know."

Why would a merchant come to see me?

Well, as soon as you meet and talk, you'll know.

"But we need to go pick up some firewood."

"Firewood's still a little spare, so today's a good day. Can Snow help the other kids?

"Okay, Doctor"

Snow honestly follows the teacher's instructions and returns to the orphanage.

I broke up with Snow and headed to the reception room with my teacher.

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I have been in the reception room many times to clean it.

Four chairs on a simple table.

There is an office desk at the end and the ink kettle and other stationery are organized.

Occasionally, vases are filled with flowers of wild grass that the children have piled up in the field.

The merchant was already sitting in a chair drinking tea. Reversi had been placed before him for some reason.

Reversi is the teacher's personal property.

The mass grooves on the wooden board are beautiful and the stones are in all shapes.

I made it in cooperation with the children of the orphanage, including me, and gave it to them as a gift, so it's good to do. I knew it at a glance because I was used to seeing it.

Did the two already have a fight, and the plate was filled with white?

With Dr. Elle, sit in front of the merchant.

The merchant is a man in his late twenties.

The brown hair is cut short and the mustache is carefully shaved off.

Very clean.

I put on my business suit and sat on a leather sofa and said, "Young president of the Doer IT company."

He comes looking for a handshake.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Lute. I'm a merchant, Marton."

"It's a lute. Nice to meet you, Mr. Marton."

"Dr. Elle's right, you give a solid answer at your age."

(Well, the actual mental age is 32 this year. probably because I'm older than you), but I smile back appropriately as a child.

When I finish my greeting, Dr. Elle proceeds with the conversation.

"Mr. Marton, as I was telling you, is someone I know. So today you came to say hello because I took you through town, and Lute, when I saw your" Reversi, "you said," I want to talk to you. "

"Huh."

Reply vaguely without understanding the meaning.

Marton smiles and tells the details.

"I really just came to say hello to Dr. Elle, but look at the other kids playing with Reversi. 'I can definitely sell this! It sounded like a merchant to me."

The merchant then develops the theory of why it can be sold for a long time.

To sum up - during carriage travel, the table on the side of the horse is busy, but not the people inside.

Time to just be swayed is painful.

But Reversi makes it easy to play in the meantime.

Once there are similar games to chess in this world, but the rules are complicated, mainly playing with older men in the upper classes, and even more so to the extent that they are addicted to it as an upbringing.

But the rules are simple and I can quickly remember that reversing is rare.

I was assured that the nobles would do the same.

Marton summoned me to buy Reversi rights from the developers.

Indulge in the story you chewed in yourself.

I asked because the question arose.

"Can I ask you one question?

"I don't know, ask me anything"

"Why didn't you make it and sell it in silence without permission?

No copyright exists in this world.

Just because you stole an idea, there's no law against it.

Marton smiles bitterly and opens his hands.

"Certainly deception and so on for us merchants are everyday tea meals. But when I find out I just stole from my kids and made some rough money, I get beaten up by my peers, and my credibility as a merchant is devastating. It's synonymous with ruin that merchants lose their credibility."

Multon cut off the first precinct and turned his slightly feverish eyes to Dr. Elle.

"Besides, Dr. Elle owes me a lot of help in healing witchcraft when I was seriously injured in an accident. There's no way you can fool a son of a benefactor of life like that."

I'm convinced of the reason.

But I can tell as the same man that this guy never has hot eyes on Dr. Elle just for grace.

Dr. Elle is a beautiful woman, and a woman full of charity enough to open an orphanage.

She also has an excellent chest and style.

There's no man who can't fall in love with such a wonderful woman.

But I can't bear to be married to a rear charm (one-sided decision) who said, "I'm not in trouble with women, am I?"

He seems more honest with his teacher, he doesn't cheat or anything, he's financially powerful, and he definitely can't be a personable person and a dependable person who doesn't wield violence.

Even if you want to hang out, you can get laid right away or something.

It is also unacceptable to hold hands.

At first, I'll join you on a date.

And check the compatibility of the other person with the teacher.

If we don't match up here, we're failing.

When we're in our first year together, let's allow ourselves to hold hands.

Only when I'm on your side, of course.

If anything else, if you hold hands with the teacher, I'll break you up! Absolutely!

- And, five years after he was born, I lived and rotated my head the most and compiled "A Historical Chronology of When a Husband Candidate Matches Dr. Elle" in my brain.

I feel like her father.

(Turning down the Riversi thing...... that would be a hassle to come to the orphanage again and again under the pretext of being reduced distance from Dr. Elle)

Draw a little stray conclusions.

"Okay. I'll sell you the Reversi rights."

"Thank you, Lute! I trusted you would say that."

(I just sell it off because it's a pain in the ass to get my feet thriving over and over and be able to narrow my distance with Dr. Elle...) and I don't mouth it on boulders.

Marton continues to talk in a good mood.

"Lute, you're the developer of Reversi, but you're only five. Are you sure you want to confirm and sign the contract with Dr. Elle?

"Okay. Sure enough, I'll leave it to my five-year-old."

"We will offer you fair prices and contents of transfers of reversible rights that are not false, betting on the merchant's pride. But if you're dissatisfied with your teacher, let's take the time to pack the contents."

(Hey, look, who allowed you to be alone with Dr. Elle? When you're in good shape, you're gonna rattle your back teeth with an arm tucker on your ass!?

Shout out dialogue like Osaka Yakuza all over your chest.

"No, I'm not worried. I trust Mr. Marton."

Dr. Elle answers with a fluffy soft smile.

"Then we'll put the amount and the contract in writing shortly. And - one more thing, can I talk to you?

Marton asks Dr. Elle for permission.

She nodded silently.

(We're getting married! Or something, I guess you don't say! Then it's an instant war! Dr. El isn't cheap enough to give it to a pony bone like you!

"If only Lute would come to us as a disciple?

"... Huh?

Understanding is delayed to a different answer than expected.

Multon seems to have interpreted the reaction as surprised by the good fortune he sprung up down.

Let the adults have plenty of room to talk about the rest.

"I listened to you while I was reversing with Dr. Elle. He's excelled since he was a little girl, even a genius since the beginning of this orphanage. At first, I thought there would be a doctor's eye, but I actually talked about it and felt more than that. You can study under me for ten years and get to a good place in the merchant world. So why don't you be my apprentice?

"Merchant..."

"Of course I won't force you. But, Lute, you have that talent. I'm telling you, no doubt."

The merchant confidently affirms.

Listening to the words, Dr. Elle gives a worrying look like his mother at the tripartite interview.

"Surely Mr. Marton's specialty is in magic tools, isn't it? Actually... Mr. Lute, I've been interested in witchcraft for a long time, but I'm not talented. Wouldn't the sole trigger and tip into dangerous magic tools..."

"It's okay. I'll hold onto the reins there. And I admired magicians when I was about you, Lute. In the future," You're gonna be like a five-race hero! 'That's what was making my nose rough. Though I was quickly frustrated because I didn't have the talent. But I couldn't give up, and this is how I got a job related to magic tools. Rather, I believe that such remorse is the key to a successful job. Instead, when I heard about it, I wanted to make you an apprentice more and more. "

"Mr. Marton specializes in magic tools?

"Even so, Mr. Lute. What do you say, you got a little interested in the merchant?

"If so, do you handle 'magic liquid metal'!?

Changed from a calm, childless attitude until earlier.

With the stars blinking eyes, I ride myself out of the table.

The teacher and Marton look at each other like that changes.

"Of course I handle it..."

"Can't I buy it for my rights to this reversion?

"Depends on the amount. How much do you want?

"There was just one"

"... there is one barrel in the store right now, but very much for this entitlement."

Marton quickly responds to the profits of this reversi and the cost of the magic liquid metal over the balance.

As soon as we launch Reversi, they'll be manipulated by other merchants.

Because it's a world without copyright.

So I can sell it, but I guess not enough to build tremendous wealth.

"Then I'll teach you the idea of improving Riversi and how Mr. Marton can monopolize his rights. Put that idea fee on this contract."

"Regardless of the idea of improving Reversi, is there a way you can monopolize it or something!?

"Yes, I do. Get in touch with a prominent nobleman, the royalty of a small country, and the upper class first. Instead of paying part of the net reversing sales, you burn the official seal on the reversing board."

"An official seal?

"By pressing the official seal, you will show the back shield of the celebrity. Even if similar products can be made, the number of people who make them will be drastically reduced. Anyway, forgery of an official seal is a crime."

Not enough to dye your hands on crime and then counterfeit it it, for what it's worth.

Besides, it's a dangerous bridge to be exposed in one shot if it's confirmed.

There won't be a merchant or anything to do with it.

"Hey, I see. If this is true..."

"There are other benefits. It promotes celebrities using it. Then the general public will buy Mr. Marton's reversible. Because if famous people use it, they can trust it, and most importantly, they want to have the same thing themselves."

An early story said, 'Why don't you make a brand?' And I'm talking to you.

One celebrity said - 'A brand is a tool to substitute decisions on its choices instead of people who don't know what' good 'is'

The concept of 'brand' seems thin in this other world, but it is not difficult to penetrate it.

I next propose improvements to the reversal.

"If you want to sell it for carriage travel first, you should also fabricate a board, a comma, to keep your luggage out of the way. You can draw a mass eye with black thread on the cloth of the board, and the comma can sew white and black together and put a less sharp return needle on the surface"

"For a good layer of gold-paying like the upper class, heavy plates and feet. The stones also come in separate monochromes of white and black scraped from marble, and it feels extravagant."

"For the general layer, cut the plate from the middle with a thickness of about 2-3 cm. Stop at the back with metal hardware to make sure it folds. This is to keep you out of the way even in a small house. Also for general layers, change the material of the comma to wood. It's cheaper than aligning stones, and it's suitable for mass production."

"If you make it wood again, you can process the comma into shapes like hearts, clubs, stars, not just squares, and sell it as a special, limited edition. Plus it can be made into animal types such as pink slime and black and white rabbits, not just symbols. Make more than one color, not just black and white, but red and white, pink and blue and white. That way you can sell a bunch of commas to one household. I couldn't see anything else in the bag, and I didn't know if there was a secret version in any of them."

"Ma, wait! Because I'll put the proposal together in a note! Just give me a minute!

Multon takes out notes, pens and ink kettles in a rushed manner without any fine dust, such as adult spare time, which he had until earlier.

Even though I am in front of Dr. Elle, I will snort and note the idea I was given earlier.

Reversed from a few minutes ago, I wait with plenty of adult room for Malton to change the color of his eyes and make notes.

I knew I couldn't do it with this guy. Being the opponent of Dr. Elle is not gentlemanly enough.

I speak up where the separation seems good.

"Is it still not enough for the magic liquid metal bill?

"Yes, no, enough. If this proposal works, I would rather pay for the earlier transfer of reversibility separately. Lute, you didn't spend all the money you made yourself, too, you have no place, do you?

"Thank you. So the cost of this is the reversionary monopoly method, offset by an improvement idea fee."

Making a bad loan to a merchant scares me later.

"Then it's okay to charge a separate toy idea fee for reversing, right?

"... Are you really five years old?

Multon asks with a carefree look, like before a being beyond his common sense and knowledge.

Meanwhile, Dr. Elle was just grating at my machine gun talk and Marton's leopard weirdness.

As I follow up with such a teacher, I happily meet with him about the contract, the amount, and when to hand over the magic liquid metal.