How To Live In A Different World

I went toward the commercial district with the mucha (= actually wrapped around my neck).

The intended store is located in the commercial district.

It is a place quite deep from the stores that always go drinking along the boulevard.

Well, this world has a thing called slavery.

Trafficking in human beings is also a kind of business, and people can be a commodity in this world.

People's common sense and ethics also represent a true change in time and environment.

Slaves are constantly born daily as one of the spoils of war, as wars between the Horses occur in everyday tea ceremonies.

And it is the truth that many men are tortured as the bottom workforce in harsh environments.

In addition, many of the women will be bought in the city at night and put to work in pleasure streets.

It is Coco that such a person has been slaughtered to buy or sell people.

People are sold every day behind the gorgeous pleasure streets.

It is Koko who has such a different side.

Daytime pleasure streets are very quiet.

It has changed gallantly from what it looks like at night, and is now secluded as if she has fallen asleep.

I walk past the usual drinker's shop and walk from my back into the inner compartment.

In contrast to the little beauty of the store along the boulevard, it gives me a slightly darker vibe.

There are small entrance shops everywhere, but there are no signs, and the inside is dim from the outside.

Elban's story is that all the stores in this whole place are supposed to be dealing with slaves, behind the pleasure streets.

Occasionally, a carriage with a cage walks past the side.

Some of them are ridden like slaves with shackles and shackles.

And there's been some tension all along about people crossing the street that's a little strained.

Furthermore, the overall crowd is small, but for some reason I feel a strong gaze.

Walking down such an atmospheric narrow street, I arrived at the desired store.

I'm pretty sure it's here from the location of the map, but I don't know if this store is really the one they told me about because there are no signs at all.

Even if I look inside from the outside, it's dim and I don't know anything.

There is a suspicious atmosphere as if something black and foggy was leaking out of the open entrance.

"Yeah, no, man's got guts!

I never went into darkness.

When I go inside, it's dark and I don't often see the front because I'm unfamiliar with the difference between the brightness outside.

However, the humidity is higher than outside, and the smell of strong incense can stand all over the room.

After a while, my eyes gradually get used to the darkness and I look inside, and the blurry, purple light is flying all over me.

Yes! Something I'm not sure about is flying fluffy!

I wonder what it is? I thought that if I tried to touch that little light,

"Don't touch me with your filthy hands!

Kitzi, I heard a squeaky old woman.

I look at my voice as a ghost.

Because his eyes were not yet accustomed to it, he stared narrowly in the direction in which his voice spoke, and there was the Lord of his voice in the back.

"What can I do for you? Hi-ha-hi-no."

There was someone wearing a thick, luxurious, dark purple robe from his head.

Somehow Dejab (?) As I feel, I move closer to the person.

"... Um, I heard you're dealing with demons here..."

I ask the Lord of that voice in awe.

At the next moment, I thought I heard a hum, the tip of the thin stick was right in front of me.

I wandered for a moment and shouted "Ugh" and was amazed.

Mucha, who was wrapped around his neck, raised his voice of alarm and intimidation.

"Oikola, what the hell!

Too much, a little protest.

"... you came to sell him?

The old woman (?) pointed the tip of the thin stick at Mucha and asked in a quick and small motion.

"Chi, no!

My chin pulls and I answer in a wretched state.

"What is it? Too bad..."

Saying so, old woman (?) remove the robe that was worn.

"Is that it, Mr. Lellies?

Surprisingly, there was a magician, Grandma Leliz.

"Hmm!? What, you know the Releases?

She looked reluctant and asked me.

"... yeah, sort of."

Saying so, I take out the magic wand that I lowered to my waist.

"I got this for sale."

Looking up, the grandmother looks at the short magic wand with seriousness.

"Ho, that's you! The dumb kid who bought that unsold wand."

"What? Dumb kid"

At that moment, Grandma put her mouth on her hand and put on a face called Shimatta.

"Hmm? Well, Leliz is not my twin sister."

Grandma looked up at the nanny and suddenly tried to change the story.

"No, no, no, I don't care about the twins. I want to hear about you being an asshole."

I put a crease between my eyebrows and shrink the distance.

Mucha's next to my face, closing his eyes, putting his arms together. Yeah, he's got a big nod.

"... No, I didn't say that."

After a moment of silence she said so, and suddenly she turned to the side and started whistling in white.

Obviously upset, the eerie and suspicious atmosphere just now smashed into pieces.

I sighed loudly, "Huh," and even if I heard any more, it would only seem bad for me, so I decided to stop pursuing it and get back to business.