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"It doesn't do any good on the battlefield, such as background. Live or die, that's all."

"Ha..."

"And boy, private language on the battlefield is strictly forbidden. Never insult them. Keep in mind that a little alarm can kill you."

Who are they? I know that private language is strictly forbidden for part-time work, but your private language is more problematic, isn't it? Too many scratches.

Even so, I didn't know you would suddenly be entrusted with accounting on the first day of your part-time job. Almost all the processing of accounting in convenience stores in the human age was easier because machines did it for me, but since civilization in this world hasn't developed that far, all the calculations have to be done by calculation.

Even so, calculations won't be that bitter because most products in this store have simple pricing like 0 copper coins or 0 silver coins. If you don't know anything, you can ask Mr. Kiel.

"Welcome, customer. We'll take care of the goods."

Then one male customer placed a plate and a glass one at a time in front of Mr. Kiel. The price tag on the plate says twelve copper coins and the price tag on the glass says six copper coins.

"We are buying 18 copper coins in two respects. This will be a crack, so let me wrap the paper."

Boulders are big veterans and customer service is very stable. Although the sight of a muscular old man in a pink apron responding politely is kind of funny and makes me laugh.

The customer puts a piece of silver coin on the counter. Then Mr. Kiel looked at it and patted his eyes.

"Sir, I'm buying 18 copper coins..."

"Yep. So now"

…………

Mr. Kiel's body gets stiff. Soon something like smoke began to come out of Mr. Kiel's head. Hey, this guy is totally confused!

I have to do something about this place. Because surely one silver coin should have been worth the same as a hundred copper coins......

"Mr. Kiel, please give me 82 change of copper coins"

When I whispered, Mr. Kiel looked back at me.

"also, sorry customer!!"

Mr. Kiel hurries to open the counter drawer.

"Er, one, two, three, four copper coins..."

"Mr. Kiel. Looks like there's a bag with ten pieces of copper coins in it together on the side, so why don't you just give me eight of those and two of those copper coins?

"!! And, of course, I know!

Mr. Kiel handed eight bags of ten copper coins and two copper coins to male customers.

"Thank you very much for waiting, it is a change of 82 copper coins! Thank you, please come back!

The male guest walked out of the store with a bitter laugh. Mr. Kiel exhales loudly as if relieved.

"Huh, don't do it quite, Hamow. I know, but I pretended to mess with the wax to gauge your strength. I could have handled it without a problem."

You were absolutely vegan.

"If we want to survive on this harsh battlefield, we must also deal calmly with unforeseen events like the present. My advice to my ancestors."

"... Yes"

I don't think it was so unforeseen either. How about fifteen years of veterans being followed by me, the newbie? I'm kind of ashamed of myself for praising boulders and stuff just now.

Then two hours went by. In the meantime, Mr. Kiel made a series of weird mistakes, and every time I followed him, he became the wingman. When this man and I were full of suspicion as to whether he was really a veteran, the shopkeeper came to the counter.

"Good day, Mr. Hamow. After two hours, you can go in for a ten-minute break."

"Oh, okay."

I look at Mr. Kiel. [M]

"Don't you have to give Mr. Kiel a break? I feel like I've been standing on the counter ever since I got here."

"Warriors don't need rest time or anything like that. I thought you said a little alarm would kill you."

"... and well, that's fine because he stubbornly refuses to take a break. Hamou, just take a break."

"Yes, sir"

Then I was led to the rest room by the owner. [M] It's a small room with only three tatami, but it'll be enough to rest your body.

"How about you, Mr. Hamow, work with Mr. Kiel?"

"Um, I know you're not a bad person, but I don't know..."

"Well, he's motivated, but he's made a lot of mistakes anyway. It's awkward that I'm older than the owner, and I think I'm gonna make you quit."

That was awesome!

"Ha, of course it's a joke. I've been cheered up over and over by Mr. Kiel's hard work, and it's no exaggeration to say that he was the one who kept the store going."

"Heh..."

Even so, when people seem to be good shopkeepers, why are they imposing such livestock working conditions as five copper coins an hour? Can I ask you something?

"When I was in this store, it was just five copper coins, right? Why is it so low?

I ask the owner who tried to get out of the break room.

"... it was actually a regular hourly rate until a while ago. There were a few other employees of Mr. Kiel's."

"Is there a reason?

"... yeah"

A shade occurs in the expression of the store owner.

"Sorry about the break, but can you follow me for a second?

"? Yes"

Me and the store owner went up the stairs and came up to the front of the room upstairs. The second floor of this shop seems to be a living space for the shopkeeper. The store owner opens the room about a few centimeters.

"Don't wake me up. Softly."

I peek through the gap wondering if anyone is there. [M] There I saw a girl about ten sleeping in a futon. The arms that stick out of the futon are somewhat thin, and she can't say she has a very good complexion, a girl who looks sick.

No, when I came to this store and was grounded, I said, "Please, just my daughter's life!!". That means this kid...

"It's my daughter. Actually, I'm suffering from a very serious illness right now. I can't live without taking a lot of pills every day."

The shopkeeper gently closes his bowl.

"I also need money to buy drugs. But since it was originally a very unprofitable store, sooner or later I would lose the salary I paid my employees and the money to buy drugs..."

"Is that why you had to reduce your employees' salaries?"

"It was a bitter decision, though. Because that is tantamount to treachery to the people who work hard in this store. They all quit one after the other. But Mr. Kiel was the only one left."

The shopkeeper said as he narrowed his eyes.

"I can only really thank Kiel for working for such an impudent store owner all the time. Oh, of course you came to this store."

"... there are no signs that your daughter's illness will heal?

The shopkeeper shakes his head quietly to the side.

"I don't know. But a few years ago, my wife got sick and left me with only a daughter. So only my daughter's life must be protected."

Strong will was felt from the words of the store owner. Was there a reason why the hourly rate was five copper coins?