Life with my Little Sister

There was a crowd around the slayer, which was the object of handsome people.

Apparently, it's a popular monster.

"Al is a slayer, you know what it's like?

"As for knowledge. But whether it's just a show or a kind of bet, that far, I don't know."

When it comes to being slaughtered, it's your job to get your body up and 'attacked'.

Guests can pay and attack with whatever weapon they want, only for a specified amount of time.

The slayer just keeps sniffing.

Sometimes they simply attack and shout, or they get gold or prizes if they can hit a slayer.

I approached him and noticed that apparently, this is a slayer who gets paid.

- If you let us hit you, you'll pay double the multiplier.

There's a sign out there that says so.

I thought it was a ring on the ground, with a circle about the size of a mound, and a nearby table had an hourglass about the size of a two-litre pet bottle.

I guess that indicates a time limit.

What's more visible and less sandy than an hourglass in my knowledge?

When we arrived, they said it was just the moment the game was over.

Mukimuki's old man, who had exposed his upper body, was breathing on his shoulders and sweating heavily.

"Damn...... I don't know..."

The old man out of the ring sat down.

"That's good! Slasher!

"Wow! You're the best!

The audience is cheering and throwing a twist into the monkey.

Assuming that money will also fly from a proper spectator would be proof that you are accustomed to doing business.

It doesn't seem like the Eating Adventurer tried it properly.

"What do you say, Al? It's a little different than a regular slayer, isn't it?

Normal, even if they say so, my knowledge is from the Earth world, so I have a little trouble replying.

However, the reason why the customer boils.

And I knew at a glance why it would be a reputation.

"Ha, ha. That guy, the bee mackerel, he's out of line! Weird! Phew, I like weird! I like how you've changed!

Fee is pointing at the slasher and laughing, but that's not the real deal.

That's - blindfolded.

The man named the slayer had his eyes covered with cloth.

I was clearly appealing to him that I was confident in this state.

I asked the handsome guy standing next to me.

"That blindfold, it's actually clear, isn't it?

"Haha. Then we won't be in business. Anyone would suspect that blindfold first."

Well, so is that.

A "let me look into it" or so would be a routine tea meal.

And still, if you're really confident, it's better to have the audience fully researched. Would advertise a lot.

"I'm next!

A young adventurous young man came forward with momentum.

I'm wearing leather armor that looks cheap and doesn't seem to be used in, so would it run away?

The man against the slayer, maybe thirty.

There is no protective equipment attached, and it is a plain clothing that seems easy to move.

"Fine. You're next. How much do you want me to bet?

"Come on, that's it!

What the youth took out was a piece of dull coin.

That's the lowest bet on this' slayer ', converted into Japanese yen, about 1,000 yen.

Note that there are lower limits, but they don't have ceilings.

"What the hell, are you kidding me? Eh!

"No guts! They're blindfolded!

"The poor, pull in -!

"Mine, it's less than a twist! Stupid Yarrow!"

To the shoddy amount, the audience flies one after the other.

Complete the process.

With this kind of air, the minimum amount is hard to get out inside.

As a slayer, it's the same as putting up your body no matter how much it is, so it's decided you want to catch it at all.

You're using the spectators well.

"Ugh, uuch! Stay out of the field!

Adventure-style youth reverse guile.

Yeah.

You're so clumsy.

This kind of thing, you just have to let the wind and flow through the willow.

"Ha. If it's more than policy, as much as you want. Pick the weapon you like."

Many of the commonly seen weapons are placed in crude weapon compartments like umbrellas.

Though there is no tonfer or three-knuckle stick on the boulder, there are unusual weapons like Rompaia and Shortel, and even bows.

"Hey! Here it is!

The young man chose an orthodox long sword.

I don't have the appearance to set it up, and I can tell it's immature for amateurs.

Advice, laughter flew in from the audience like a fool.

"Ha ha ha! That's a hell of a hipster!

"Well, you can't live long, brother Yi!

I wish I could, but the youngster who reacts in a mucky way.

Apparently, sedition tolerance is low.

"Yep! Don't laugh! Win here and I'll make dinner extravagant this evening!

It was an unexpected goal.

No, should I say it's true? In this case.

"That's good. If you win, you'll be fine!

"I'm good with big pig meat -!

"Make this whole golden chicken roast -!

A cheer flies like a tear.

Even if we can win, 2,000 yen. Then their screaming luxury ingredients will be very impossible.

You're totally teasing me.

"So shall we get started? No use of witchcraft. And not to use anything other than the chosen weapon. Nice to meet you, isn't it?

"Oh!"

"No."

When the slasher turned the hourglass upside down and entered the ring, the young man was slashed from the large upper section.

"Oh, my God, even kids can do that."

The audience is laughing a lot.

But handsome, I'm not laughing.

"You're taking this seriously."

"The challenger, he's desperate. You can't laugh at serious people."

Noel answered, not turning this way and watching the game closely.

(I guess the roots are serious. You're not like me)

I'm not going to take the initiative and fool around, but if it's funny, laughter leaks.

Such a normal mentality.

What about your sister in your arms?

When I dropped my gaze for a moment, I was glaring at one of the youths sumo wrestling.

Apparently, this monster is what you like.

The nose is also slightly rough.

I wonder if you have the martial arts watching or the qualities to like, this girl.

And when the slayer is suffocated, he attacks.

It's like we're not dealing with each other.

One young man kept screaming and the show was over.

Was it about a minute before the hourglass fell?

"Yes, good luck. Try me again."

The slayer smiled and bowed his head.

No breathing, no disturbance.

"Chi, damn...... I was almost there..."

In a laugh, the young man stepped out of the ring.

A handsome lady asks this one at the same time.

"Al. What do you think of that slayer?"

"You're a good businessman. He was deliberately bluffing or acting like he was going to hit me with criticism. If you flawlessly flawlessly, the guests won't come, so I guess you're standing around thinking about it."

"You have good eyes. I thought so, too.... Could it be that Al is strong?

"No. I plan to learn the sword, but I haven't even had a full workout yet."

I saw an amazing meeting on the ice field.

Even if you don't have baseball experience, if you look at your professional skills, you can somehow guess the low level of grass baseball, but I think it's close to alle.

No, it's just Okamoto.

(Well, thanks to my vision enhancement, I guess I'll say it looks good)

Whatever it is, I'm not strong enough.

I want the right thing from the outside, but it suits me.

"Come on! Are there any other challengers? How are the boys?

To soothe the ground, the slayer turns his water on us.

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"Er... Even if we do, the challenge fee is the same as for adults, right?

"Hahaha......! This is business, too. But that's the same in other stores. As for eating skewers in that stall over there, whether an adult buys them or a kid buys them, the price would be the same, wouldn't it?

Let's just smile and say, "You're a kid, it's good in Roja."

Not only are you good at business, but are you a tightener?

I see a beautiful friend standing next to me.

Did the handsome guy feel like trying, getting his hands in his pocket?

Probably has a purse in it.

"Next game, let me do it!

But first, someone else named me.

"Whoa! That's...!

"Villy the Magic Swordsman......!

The audience blurted.

I wonder what it is? Is he famous?