I’ve Became Able to Do Anything with My Growth Cheat, but I Can’t Seem to Get out of Being Jobless

"Is Ichinojo an acquaintance of Daijiro?

"I know her, I don't know her as well, but I need to see her. Do you have any idea where she is now?

"... um, what is it here? Let's talk at the Washi house. Ichinojo, do you have any blacksmith skills?

"Yeah, I have it for once"

"Then follow me"

When Doxco said that, he gave me back my phone and invited me into the village.

I heard it was a Dwarf village, but besides Dwarf, it seems there are people living there, as well as human "Hume" and the figure of the Beast Man.

Most of all, it's true that there are a lot of dwarves. There were a lot of Dwarves that I never saw in other towns.

The female dwarf hasn't grown a mustache, as Liliana told me. A woman of low height, I see, can also snort that some people are mistaken for a half dwarf "half minihum".

I guess dwarves (minihums) are smaller.

"Um, Mr. Doxco"

"I don't mind doxco. What?"

"Are you halfway between Dwarf and the human Hume?

"Not many, but there are times. And the salutation is superfluous. There's not one guy in the village who talks like that."

Sounds like a pretty frank village.

"Is there only so many humans and so few halves?"

"Mm-hmm. Dwarf's preference is for men and women, because he's a strong drinker. With Hume, a human race who can drink up a barrel, I can welcome him to my son-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Well, you can't have a barrel full of booze."

When I went through the nearby cafeteria, it already smelled like alcohol. It's only noon, isn't it?

It's impossible for me to drink a barrel, too.

"What kind of booze is this village?

"Most of them are distilled liquor absinthe made from nigga yomogi."

Absinthe. Alcohol for sale in Japan. Well, I've never had a drink.

I'm only impressed that there was a baseball comic book with the same name.

"Absinthe in this village is amazing. It burns if you light it, and if you drink it, you feel happy enough that your dead wife shows up in front of you."

"That's a hallucination, isn't it?

"Well, I've never been married in my life."

"That's paranoia, isn't it?

Incidentally, it seems that the distribution and sale of Absinthe outside this village is prohibited because of its hallucinogenic action, and is produced, sold and consumed only in this village.

Exactly. There's no such hallucinogenic effect on Absinthe sold in Japan - although I know stories about sales being banned in Western Europe for the same reason back in the day.

What are you making, these guys?

"By the way, it's also Daijiro who taught you how to make this absinthe, right?

What are you spreading, that guy? I mean, she, she was just a kid when she came to the world over here, wasn't she?

How do you know how to make booze?

It's really full of scratches.

"Well, I would recommend the barley ale or the wine to the Humans. What do you say we take a drink?

"No, I want to talk to you first."

"Really? Too bad."

Doxco says so and walks ahead.

Earlier, at the entrance to the village, I said I'm sorry there's no Hal to film the memorial, but I'm glad there's no Hal.

If she was in this village, she would be drunk all day just because of the smell of alcohol.

"Here we are, this is Noun's house."

"That's big."

The house guided was probably the largest brick building in the village. It's even bigger than a dog to put in a sailboat in My World, a building I've been seeing since before I got inside the village. I guess it combines a workshop as well as a residence. There is a large chimney on the roof from which black smoke rises.

"Oh, welcome back"

When I got home, the woman Dwarf greeted me.

Is that your wife? I thought you said earlier that Doxco wasn't married.

"Who's the kid from this human race Hume?

"It's Ichinojo. Guests, we're gonna use the second reception room in the back."

"Yes, please, chief."

Doxco nodded and headed to the back room.

When I saw this house, before that, I thought it was not just because the different Dwarves had far lower occupations and levels than Doc.

"Were you a sheik named Doxco?"

"Well, it's like a decoration. The man with the highest level of blacksmith in our village is set to be the chief."

Nothing to be proud of, Doxco said pale.

And I thought I was led to the reception room...

"Intervals?"

"Oh, the reception room."

Well, you're welcome. State what you need in the reception room.

The first, a chair needed to wait for my husband, to talk.

Secondly, the table needed to place confectionery and drinks.

In other words, it needs to be a comfortable place to relax.

Your welcome is over.

So, what's in front of you?

"... you're on fire"

"You're on fire. Fuel is a demon stone."

The furnace was on fire.

When I add the barbecue skewers, instead of the meat being extinguished in an instant, the iron skewers are burning to such an extent that they melt.

"Workshop, right?

"Workshop. It's the best furnace in the village."

"Isn't that the reception room?

"Intervals. Look, don't you see?

I saw the room again.

There are no chairs.

There is a table, but on it is placed what appears to be tools of blacksmithing, such as hammers and pinches and iron beds.

"Look, don't you see?

"I don't know. Yikes!

Doc asked me again, and I was screaming.

Oh, my God, the reception room is the workshop.

When I ordered a chef's whimsical dish, I didn't know enough to come out with a good stick shrimp mayo flavor. No, it's good, but it tastes good stick shrimp mayo. I don't know what you're talking about.

"Let him wield the hammer to see the guests first. This is how Dwarf entertains, number two! Well, rarely."

"Don't do it if you rarely do! Give me some normal hospitality!

"Then do you usually drink until you get drunk? The other first reception room is a brewery."

"... over here is fine"

I heard Dwarves prefer blacksmiths and booze, but don't ask for them.

What the hell, it's not just alcohol harassment, it's a blacksmith harassment village, this is it.