The business flourished and the customer couldn't let go and couldn't move a step until evening.
At first everyone was just watching faraway, but when Ramisu was drinking the sports drinks he purchased looking delicious, they continued to sell until the night soon after people gradually gathered and rested.
I was worried about whether or not to sell the food as well, but the beverage alone seems to be enough now, so I intend to continue this sales method for a while.
Shall I also sell ice cream and shake ice if I can afford it? I'm pretty sure you can make some money out of it.
"Good luck, Hackon"
I've always stood next to me, and I've been very polite in explaining to people who don't know how to use it, but I barely have sunburn.
The sunscreen cream on the cosmetics seems to have worked. Sometimes the original value was just a pretty good price.
"Thanks"
"What shall we do after this? Shui's gone somewhere, and we were selling those shoes once. Want to go to the magic store?
I don't know what to do. I've already heard the exact location of that magic prop shop, but is it opening up to this hour? In other worlds, except for adult shops, it is normal to close them before nightfall, so it is a delicate place whether or not a magic clerk is open.
"Why don't you go for a walk?
Right, night sightseeing is also a B thing. They say it's not insecure, and if me and Ramis put together, we're not going to be dealing with just thugs. No, let's go originally.
Besides, unlike during the day, the temperature drops to the point where the skin feels cold at night, so it is also suitable for exercise.
"Welcome"
"Yeah, let's go then!
As usual, he walks slowly to his destination with a view of the burning sand hierarchy settlement on his back. I've had it transported as a matter of course, but I'd like to carry Ramisu on my back to the mortal dawn.
The settlement on the night the sun fell is quiet and dark, the lights in the house are just pounding and leaking out.
Don't make me realize how bright the Japanese night is. I can't see a meter away when I enter an alley where street lights don't exist.
Maximizing the lighting of the vending machines makes it look fine nearby.
"You look good underfoot, so it's easy to walk, Hackon"
I'm sure Ramis, who's carrying me now, will look like a backlight if he sees it from the front. They often carry me back to back, but if they need a light, they make sure I'm facing the front.
Looks like it's helping.
It seems to be the area where craftsmen gather, and the noise is heard from all over the night. The sound of beating metal or the smell of something burning. Don't even sound like a disciple being pissed off.
"I've heard that the craftsmen work till night, but you're telling the truth. Hulumi often does something until the morning, and I wonder if people who make things are similar."
It seems there are quite a few people who will be more focused at night. The blacksmith or something else is probably working all night until it's finished. I remember watching it on a blacksmith's document show, like once I put it on fire, I would get it done to the end.
Besides, this hierarchy cools down at night, so it would be easier to do the work at night as well.
"Uh, the map says that of the place that went right down this alley... there it is, that's it"
There was a fine stone building in the direction of pointing fingers. There's a sign, but I can't read what I'm writing due to lack of study. I remember the numbers in this world, but please wait a while longer for the letters.
"It says" demon prop shop, "so I'm pretty sure. It's got lights on, so I guess it's okay to interrupt."
"Welcome"
I tried shouting out in front of the door because Ramis seemed spicy in it. Come this far, don't do anything. Maybe we'll go home.
"Eh, welcome"
Was he close by chance, the voice of a woman answering in confusion from the other side that separated the door? He has a pretty young voice, but it's hard to judge a woman by her voice alone.
"Um, can I come in"
"Go ahead."
I wonder what you're doing with the door pinched, I wish I could open it.
When Ramis opens with his hands on the door knob, there's a small, purple coat...... no, a jacket designed to resemble Hulumi's black coat? There was a little woman wearing it.
He's holding hands in his chest and his eyes move hard and he doesn't try to gaze at me. Is it familiar?
He is wearing clothes similar to kimonos in plain shades under a purple jacket with a big head. It's the same line as the old couple's outfit, isn't it? It suits you, but if you take off your purple jacket, it looks like something... kimono on your head... ahhh, it's a sitting boy! Well, I was convinced.
"Um, are you still doing this?
"Yes, I'm fine, I'm fine. Look, go."
Suspicious behavior, but is it ok for someone like this to do the store number?
He turns to the other side of the counter in the corner of the store and watches over and over as he pretends to read the book. You seem to care more about me than Ramis.
I can get the information right away, but Rummis seems to be searching the store first. Right, you'd better buy something and your mouth will slip better over there.
There are various tools in the store, but is this all magic prop?
There's something like a ball stuck on both ends of a snakebelly hose about a meter. How do you use this?
The scissor-like end of the compass doesn't even look like a small high branch cutting scissor. If Hulumi was there, you could explain it to me, so I'll bring him in when I get to this hierarchy.
"Uh, what kind of magic trick is this?"
I also grabbed the snakebelly hose that I was wondering about, and Ramis took it before her.
"Oh, is this it? Um, I'll bathe this round part and put the other one in a bucket. And then the bath water comes clean and builds up in a bucket."
Does that mean filtering dirt and turning it into drinking water? This is what happened to convenient goods in a disaster.
It seems common sense that this hierarchy is a water bath on a hot day, and it may be the magic equipment that was invented to try to reuse the water afterwards.
"That sounds very convenient!
"Uh, but I couldn't sell it. I don't know if I can drink water from people's baths..."
Well, you don't want to use it except in an emergency. It doesn't feel good, even if it was really beautiful. I think disgust is the natural reaction.
"But it seems useful in times of need, so please do this."
"Oh, thank you. I've been following you lately, and you've got three new customers coming."
Rummis reacted when he heard the clerk putting the magic props in the bag in his mood.
I know too much about the two new customers left.
"A new customer is a man dressed like a priest and a woman with short hair who was carrying a bow?
"Yes, yes, I do. Um, do you know him?"
Rummis snorts roughly at most clerks.
I'm scared, I'm scared. I know how excited you are, but calm down.
"Raysuzannen"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I want you to tell me more about it."
"Uh, well, right now, a man's voice is coming out of that box..."
He seems frightened but also curious, his mouth catches on but his eyes hold on to me.
"I'll explain that later, so tell me about those two!
I was about to crash into the clerk's head with one or more heads popping out because Ramis lowered his head deeply.
"Yes! I'll answer anything."
As a result, it took the form of a threat, but the misunderstanding would have to be solved after the story was over.
A teardrop clerk told me that a clergyman came to the store and asked who he bought the shoes he had previously sold from, but he didn't tell them the names of the hunters he came to sell because they were confidential.
"Oh, but I think my memory was vague at the time, and they definitely gave up and left immediately."
When I heard this statement, I thought that Hebui might have heard it out using "sensory manipulation" or magic. The effect of that protection was shown to me during interrogation.
The other woman came before noon today and asked if the priest was here just like us. He left convinced to tell me about when he came.
"After all, it looks like you're both here. Can't you tell me who the hunter who came to that sale is?
"Excuse me. As a merchant it is..."
Leakage of personal information seems problematic even in different worlds.
Then there was a way to ask.
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"Also, a man's voice..."
"Fuck, it's a letter. Oh, well. The chairman here and Suori also wrote you a letter of introduction. I don't think this is going to work."
"Eh, this is from the burning chairman and, eh, that Chamber of Commerce!?
I didn't know Suori's references worked better than the burning chairman. Sometimes you just call yourself the daughter of a big merchant.
"And, uh, I'll tell you something special. If I defy you, I can't live in this industry..."
The clerk is frightened... very concerned about what it says.
"The hunter who came to sell is a Tacite who is active in this hierarchy. I think I'll know as soon as I ask at the Hunter Association. Uh, because he has a good reputation and is popular."
Has such a person come to sell the shoes Hebrew was looking for? Is that the person you're looking for or are you looking for someone who owned the shoes further ahead?
I won't get an answer until I see Hebrew there.
We left the store to thank the frightened clerk. Remember to buy that snakebelly hose as an info fee, it only cured a little tremor and you were floating a sales smile hard.
Next time, let me go and use Michelle, I think people are going to resonate with each other.