I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

Olivia introduced me and found out that Dwarf's uncle's name was Mr. Gates. It seems that the hard guy meant that conversation didn't work because he was an idiot. What the hell.

Nevertheless, his strength seems certain. The moment I showed Baldur's crust, my eyes changed. I've felt it many times if I'm focused enough to make you feel awesome and powerful, and intimidating about combat, but I'm different.

- - Intimidation of craftsmen (...)

This is a force because you are proud and confident that you will create a first-level product. Because you excel in one thing, the race is trying to pin that one thing down. Scary, even scarier than a genius who can do anything.

"It's not such a fabulous material...! My breasts are dawning!

"Now I want you to build the right weapon for me."

"It would be good. Leave it to me, brother. Right, the right weapon for your brother and... Cheng Cheng, copy."

Seeing Baldur's material, Mr. Gates nodded and said so, looking closely at my body. Can you tell just by looking at the person what a weapon suits me... does this also mean craftsmanship and appraisal eyes? Awesome.

"So, how much will it be?

"Hmm? Hmm? Hmm... how much?

"I don't know."

But I'm still an idiot...... how do you run this store? I can't believe you can't calculate the amount, you can't run a store.

If you have a customer, please tell me, Uncle.

"Oh, oh! Chelsea, how much is this?

"Ha... wait a minute"

Then a normal human woman came out of the back of the store. You'll be older than Olivia, you were working on it or there's coal everywhere. Wearing work clothes and approaching us, I checked with Mr. Gates about the material and the weapon to be made, and began to calculate the price. Apparently, this woman is in charge of running this store.

And when I finished the calculations quickly, Mr. Gates would leave the response to the woman, who pulled him into the back of the store with Baudur material.

The woman left behind showed me one note when she turned her sales smile to me. The formula is written.

"Considering the holding of the material and the working time of the weapon generation, it will be one gold coin for the price and 35 silver coins"

"This feels like paying now?

"No, this time the requested weapon will take approximately a week to complete, so the money can be redeemed for the merchandise after completion"

"So you want me to come here in a week?

"Yes."

Well, the time a weapon can do is not a moment like a game, is it? It will take quite a while in real life. This woman is solid, unlike Mr. Gates... that stupid Mr. Gates hired her well... or did this woman even disciple in anticipation of Mr. Gates' arm?

Yeah, it looks like it's better that way. I don't think Mr. Gates can handle employment-related procedures.

For this reason, I wrote sarcastically the documents to redeem the product, and then I got the license plate to redeem the product.

Anything, this woman - not long after Mr. Chelsea was hired here, after the stupid Mr. Gates made the requested weapon, someone who was not his client said he wanted to receive it, and Mr. Gates, who lacked memory, apparently gave him the missouri sole.

So Mr. Chelsea seems to have created a system whereby the weapon he made is numbered and the goods are handed over only to those with the same license plate as that number. By the way, the plate is with Mr. Chelsea's handmade apprentice.

"Well, thank you."

"Yes, we look forward to seeing you again"

So, after that interaction, I took Leila and Olivia out of the store.

Because I'm used to the smell of iron, I don't care about the smell of iron as long as I've been here.

After this, I'm going to go look at the clothes Leila was saying, but is Olivia going to follow me like this all the time?

"What's Olivia going to do now? Back to the castle?

"Hmm... right, then I'm going back to the castle. Come see me next time, if you like, you're welcome, right?

"Are we coming like that? I don't care if they call me to the castle like that."

"Ha ha! My sister likes you a lot too, come see her."

Hmm... Alicia liked me? Well, it's a good thing they liked me, but I'm not even concerned about that kid. If you mean to welcome me, I think I'll go see you next time, and if there's a library or something, I might have a clue as to how to get back to the original world.

Nevertheless, is this where you say goodbye to Olivia? It's pretty easy for me to talk to you, so if you're going to keep following me, it's still nothing good, but maybe being a princess is pretty busy. You won't be forced to pull it off.

"See you later."

"Yeah, I'll see you later"

"... see you later" "

With that said, Princess Olivia 1st ran to the castle. I see him talking to the people first to go again. I'm really admired, and I know this country will flourish.

Well, then, as Leila requested, let's go check out the clothes. Honestly, I don't need any other clothes because if I rewind my learning run to new every day, it'll be beautiful, but it's a good thing Leila's into new things.

This is how you grow a little bit, Leila. I'm kind of happy. I'm going to cry... but I won't.

Okay, let's go.

"Oh, yeah ♡"

At some point, I pull Leila's hand, which I left unconnected, and go back the way I came. Right out of the inn, I could see the clothes store, so now I'll be able to get there without guidance.

"And yet, why clothes? Leila, you always dress like that."

"Yeah. ♪ Chloe said you'd compliment me if I was fashionable."

"Heh."

Was that a good thing to say to me? No, well, I'd love to see you fashionable Leila, but this kid's the one type I can't hide, no. Is he the one I don't hide?

I knew you were trying to attract my attention, but you really love my business. I'm glad to hear it, but Leila doesn't have the knowledge of a lover or a date or anything like that, so I don't know how to deal with Leila's favors either.

"But, Leila, can you fashion it?

"Huh? Wouldn't it be nice if I changed my clothes?

"... let the clerk help you."

"Yeah."

This kid doesn't know what fashionable is. Just so you know, I'm not familiar with the girl's style either, and I'll leave it to the clerk to dress Leila up. She's a Demon, but the material is good, and the material is. Recently, the contents are also fully open in maiden mode. Is that it, Leila? Aren't you normally a pretty girl?

It's a big difference from when we first started out, how pushed down I was to be eaten. I mean, they ate my left eye. Now I'm a child who blushes by holding hands... when people change, things change.

But I'm not turning into a demon clan. If you use the power of that temper, all the creatures around it will be 'Red Night'. Wow. Scary. Scary. Threatening infectivity, S-rank demons are not Dada.

"Ah, here you are."

"Wow ♪ Lots of clothes ♡"

With that in mind, Leila and I arrived at the clothes store. When I open the door and go inside, there's plenty of space lined up with clothes. Some women, some men. Some clothes are easy to move for adventurers, as well as sleeping rolls and work clothes. You're after a pretty broad audience.

Then one of the female clerks approached us looking inside the store at the entrance.

"Welcome, are you looking for something?

"Oh, it was just good. Clerk, look at all the clothes that look good on this girl."

"Yes?

"I don't know if we're fashionable or anything, so will you let the clerk think it's good?

"Yes!

That's why I throw everything round to the clerk. Let's give Leila a glitch and finish what the clerk thinks is good.

Layla looks at me with a decent look on her face, but I don't know. Shut up and do what the clerk says because it's good.

The clerk was a little distracted, but when he understood what was said, he saw the goodness of Leila's material and became motivated. He seems more confident in coordination than he is in working in a clothes store.

When I grab Leila's hand, I slip off the confused Leila. I let go of Leila's hand and took the stand to drop her off with my eyes like I saw a cow to be sold.

"Come on, come on, customer! I'll just dress you up!

"Oh, wait, it's tough -...!"

Pulled by a motivated clerk, Leila disappeared into the fitting room in a bit of a panic. Leila, girls are fashionable... because it's a tough world.

In the meantime, salute.

"Customer!? You don't wear underwear!?

"Uh, and underwear? What's that? '

'I'm a woman, so I should be careful under my clothes!

"Yes, because, hi! Hey, why are you touching my chest!?

'I'm measuring the size! There's a lot of clothes you can wear!

"Ma, wait, I knew it would stop being fashionable"

'What are you talking about! Customers have good materials, so they have to be fashionable!

'Stop, fu, don't take your clothes off! Hey, no...!

Now, Layla, an S-ranked demon, is under barometric pressure from a normal ordinary woman. Beyond the curtains in the fitting room, apparently left to be hit.

Well, from someone who likes coordination, I guess I want to coordinate with a lot of things when I'm looking at such unbearable material. I think maybe that guy Leila will go gunning even if she finds out she's a demon. I saw human potential somewhat unexpectedly.

In the meantime, I'm just looking forward to seeing how Layla comes out stylish. Just a compliment, shall we think about it?