"Forty-seven, stand by."

"Number two, decision"

"Thirty-six, Reserved"

Since the guild opened, I can hear my voice uninterrupted from the speaker. I'm just going to check the bulletin board for what I can hear, but this is tough. I don't have time to rest at all, and I can't get out of my mind. If I make a mistake, the incorrect information will be on the bulletin board, annoying Mr. Hunter and the sisters at the reception. I could lose my job because of it. You have to work hard.

Before I say Mee's owner, I don't want Neat. Well, even in the worst case scenario, I won't starve because I have Mee's cat can and mineral water. No, no, the optimistic idea of saying that is what's wrong with me. I have to change it.

Incidentally, the number your sisters are referring to is the request number, and the decision means that someone has decided to accept the request, that the hold is pending, and that the standby has tried to accept the request, but the conditions do not meet and you have returned to the standby for reception.

This has been going on for almost an hour, hasn't it? Sometimes I drink my mineral water and get my strength back, but this is it. This mineral water is really amazing. Fatigue flies all at once and my eyes are blinded. If this was at the time of the exam, I would have passed.

Oops. Focus, focus.

By the time an hour and a half had passed, there were fewer voices heard. Nearly 70% of the requests I wrote today on the bulletin board are checked for decisions. All that remains is a low commission or a lot of day labor.

When things change, there are things like recruiting people to talk to and recruiting experimental benches. What kind of experiment is a laboratory? I don't think the asking fee is that bad though. Is it a dangerous experiment that nobody gets it? Let's take it in your spare time...... No, stop.

"Nero, you. Good job. That was a good move."

"Thank you very much. Honestly, one drink at a time."

"If that's all you can do, you're excellent. The reception came with a paragraph, so you can take a break. Then I'll take care of it for you."

Apparently, Mee's work begins. Good luck, Mee!

"Mi ~"

Mee, you seem motivated enough.

corners, so let's explore the Hunter Guild grounds. I'll go out and circle around. The building consists of four stone floors with a fairly large roofed training area behind the building. Hunter-like people were seen training in the training area. There were other buildings such as stables and warehouses. I'm surprised the Hunter Guild is bigger than I thought.

When I tried to get back to my room, Mr. Pamir invited me.

"The other job is good enough for today. Shall I do the proper inspection of the job I want to ask for in the evening?"

Due diligence? There are various things on the desk that were taken.

"First, I'm going to try to appraise it."

They gave me a black stone, so I'll try to appraise it.

"The core of the goblin, it's out."

"So this is it?

It looks like the same thing...

"Goblin core, damaged?

"Enough. You're better than I thought."

Mr Pamir explained the core.

The core is said to be the second heart of the monster. It seems to be somewhere in your body, and when you destroy this, the monster ends a roll, so to speak, a weakness. But this core is worth a lot of use. It also proves the monster's crusade.

As far as I'm concerned, apparently it's no exaggeration to say that this core is moving this world. The energy generated from this core seems to be the source of almost all power, and even the lamps used in the room seem to use this core, although I didn't care at all.

So if you destroy it, even if it's a weakness, it won't be money. I mean, if it's just proof of crusade, it's not a problem if it's broken, but it's visible that the broken core alone makes life tough. That's a tough world.

Looking at the absence of damages, which is difficult to discern from the appearance of earlier, seems to be the task from the evening. However, the price seems to change depending on the damage, and I can't make that assessment, so I will have someone else look at it.

"We're going next. Yes, this."

Now it looks like some kind of fur.

"Rapit Fur"

"Well, this"

This looks the same to me...

"Rapit fur, good quality"

"Don't do it. With this, there is no problem. In the evening, I need you to help me buy it."

It takes a while for the hunters who come back in the evening to buy out the material they bring in, but those who don't have an appraisal have to judge it by real sight. I'll have someone with appraisal skills look at it and tell the buyer to fix the price in order to get rid of the crowd.

I may not be of great help in the position I helped, but I might bring it to learn the values of this world. Let's do our best.

I finished cleaning the lobby for the rest of the hour. Once it was time to go home, when I looked for Me, the receptionist's sister was mopping me.

"Mee, I'm going home."

"Mi ~"

"" "Eh!" "

"Don't go home."

"My healing…………"

"Pelopelo..."

Approximately how sorry your sisters are, Mee flies up to me and thrills my face. I'm scared of your sisters eyes...... Let's disperse quickly.

"I'll see you in the evening before the four bells."

"Nice to meet you. Nero, you."

Come on, let's go home and have breakfast. It's been a long time since I've had a stomach ache. My parents didn't get along, so they never made me dinner in the morning after high school. So I rarely had breakfast. That was becoming normal. But when it comes to real normality, I guess the situation is normal now. There was something wrong with the world over there.

For me right now, this world looks more normal. If you ask me if there is any untrained work in the other world, I will say there is, but I don't think I regret coming to this world.

Me too.

"Mi ~"