Helping with Adventurer Party Management

I turned to Kilik after Toma boy grabbed a bag of bitches and food and dropped him off running and leaving the workshop (the boy back then, why is he running all the time).

"I understand the situation. So, what do we do?

First, ask Kirik for his opinion as security officer.

"In the meantime, I'll take it. If we go around the Leather Street entrance and seal it off, there's no escape. We'll seal it off for two and we'll leave you on alert."

Kilik comes up with a proposal that uses leather street terrain. Leather streets are in a deep corner, and if you seal off the entrance and exit, it's not easy to get out of there. I set up a company in this place in case something like this happens.

"So, what are you gonna do?

"Well, I'll beat him up and bring him here!

Kilik slaps the sheath of his sword with his palms and shouts.

In short, the four of us don't lay siege and collapse, and the most armed Kirik catches the killer?

I've heard that new-elect catches were also made in that format, so if it's an age without radios, maybe it makes sense to do so.

While I nodded and accepted Kirik's proposal, I placed an order.

"Bringing the killer to the workshop delays the craftsmen's work. Take me to the office of the Sword Tooth Corps and let me throw up a back-to-back relationship. I'll go later."

"I see, indeed, the company (here) is going to be distracted if they say"

That said, Kilik showed his dog teeth and smiled niggly.

I guess this time they will also be in the sight of heaven and earth reversals, as I used to smack the heads of the people who have raided them and make them kiss the earth.

I felt a little sympathy for them.

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Then a while later, there was a little noise outside, but it seemed to heal just as quickly as it did when it happened.

Even on Leather Street, the baggage truck and passers-by were everyday tea meals, so the craftsmen continued their work without particular agitation.

Anyway, the delivery time is short. Because I don't have time to be distracted by that.

I look at the paperwork to be processed in the office, too.

Shoe production is likely to advance delivery times with the help of other workshops on Leather Street, but the volume of paperwork has dramatically increased and the task of managing it has increased as a result of outsourcing jobs.

Most importantly, the people in the leather street exchange documents, so I can't read the letters in a busy manner.

So we make a simple management table here, and with it Sarah asks around every day to see how many orders, deliveries, and amounts are mainly in the workshop.

Instead of being able to write, the workshop owners have a good memory. I remember the transaction information I said that for about a day, so I'm putting it on record here.

My job is to design documents that can be managed with less effort, designing tasks that can be checked at no cost, and checking and discovering improvements to the jobs that have been operated.

As the sun tilted, Kilik came back to the office.

"It took a while."

When I spoke, Kirik shrugged his shoulder and replied.

"My arms are so bad, my mouth is so strong. A little hassle."

Well, when I nodded and looked at Kirik's face, there was something red on the tip of his jaw.

"Hey, wipe your jaw. You scare the craftsmen."

That's what I said. I offered you a cloth.

"Oops. This shouldn't be happening."

and Kilik wiped the gossip and blood paste with a cloth.

"All right. Then let's talk in the other office."

With that said, I thought it was out of place, like a yakuza line.