Helping with Adventurer Party Management

Carrying a set of cleaning equipment into the church in a luggage car made a little noise.

I guess I didn't think you'd be back in less than an hour talking to me.

All the women raised their hands when they said they would serve meals to those participating in the cleaning, and they cheered if they told them that they would provide soap to wash their clothes and wash their entire bodies.

It also goes through the experience of cleaning the warehouse of the Adventurer Guild, but for the sake of organisation, you need to start by discarding the garbage.

Dumping garbage creates space and creates room for organization.

If it can be organized, it will be streamlined and time will be created.

Time is spare and freedom of movement.

I have a little confidence in the instructions of the group.

I was straining to instruct him to split up into squads first... etc. "Kenji, sit where you can see him. Because I'm a deputy," he said, "and I got a small chair like the floor number from where I brought it, and I was forced to sit.

Well, if you need anything, you should follow up, or if you see it as an arrangement, Sarah, Kilik, and Paperino's instructions are completely unsafe.

"Well, I'll split the squad in three first! Teams to prepare meals, laundry places, and cleaning!

It also feels a little strange to see Sarah giving the whole instruction.

But when you think about it, even in the workshop, when I'm away, I give instructions, and there's support for a confident attitude.

"Whoa, the soap is this way! Protect the line."

Kilik's role is to give the whole thing a glimpse. By allowing a big man with a weapon to work his guillotines and stares, no one moves to disturb order or imitates disrespect for the soap and wheat he has prepared.

"Troops preparing meals should have their bodies washed first. It's not a good idea to prepare meals in dirty conditions."

Paperino seems to be assisting Sarah in directing the details of the steps. Sarah also seems to be consulting before giving instructions, and gives good instructions indeed.

I think it's better if I just watch.

Instructions and leadership for this group of hands are skills that only a very limited number of strata, such as large merchants, aristocrats and military personnel, possess in this world.

Though the collective instruction of the three of us, they may be becoming something that we can't live up to simply being the frame of a new official who assists deputies.

If the women and children move, there's no way the men are sitting around either.

In the first place, the places and furs where they are sitting are also being thrown out of the way because soap-mixed water is sprinkled or wrapped up to smoke.

"Um... do us some work, too."

There were people who would say, so I wouldn't hesitate to work.

Its work is garbage holes and toilet digging.

Try living and you'll get garbage. Even after cleaning, the garbage comes out. We need a big hole to throw them in.

Because drilling holes is hard work, it is a great job for men who are flattened by work.

And I need to dig a bathroom hole.

Because it is one-time only, a deep hole is required for use for some period of time, rather than a shallow hole dug.

Sprinkle ash and dandruff on the bottom to reduce odor.

Taking care of women, they also surround themselves with boards.

Some people looked disgusted when they asked for an overview of the work, but we can't just do nothing about ourselves when women and children are working.

I began working with Noronoro in an attitude of disapproval, etc.

The power of a group is a big thing, and once it moves out, things go dong.

A simple pot is prepared, and if it is boiled out in beans, wheat or a large pot, the faces of those who smell it will be brightened.

Smoking the fur and paying off the fleas that popped out, laughing.

Check each other's hair and faces washed away with soap, and a voice of surprise is raised.

It feels indescribable to see a population of people moving efficiently.

There's a smile there, it's better.

"Kenji, you look so happy."

Soon Sarah, who was next door, pointed me out and accidentally squeezed my jaw.

It's not much to show Osama smiling after a good year.

"... you kind of remind me of the workshop. How's everybody doing?"

Turn your face in the direction of the sun, where Sarah leans slightly, and zero in the potpourri.

"If you need anything, the news will be here soon. Plus Claudio and Scion. You're doing great."

While I thought maybe the answer Sarah was looking for would be different, I responded that way.