Life with my Little Sister

"Jiu, 110,000 yen......!

The first to offer the amount was an old young boy.

Probably not around ten? Well, I'm younger in this world, even when I say 'young'.

(You look good. My parents, are you noble or luxurious)

My cheeks are red.

I think you really want a bottleship.

"150,000 yen!

But ruthlessly, Osama will soon multiply the amount. This one looks desperate too.

"200,000 yen...... heh!

With a look like jumping off the fresh water stage, the boy tells.

Looks like this is the limit of that kid's hand.

"30!"

But this time, another person raised the price.

The boy gets nagged.

(You're still old enough to feel like you're an adult.)

But hey, you look mean.

Maybe it just seems that way because I'm laughing like I won when I saw the nagging boy.

Now, the merchant-like Osama raised his hand.

"350,000."

"40!"

Another person builds up the amount, like chasing him. This one's an adult too.

Participants offering prices one after the other in a derisive manner.

"50!"

"Ro, it's 60......!

"650,000!

Uh-huh. Arrowheads, you have a lot of men's guests.

Besides, there are a lot of young kids.

And a young voice who often went through sounded in the venue.

"100!"

A hundred!?

You've thought about it all over again.

See the direction in which your voice speaks.

There, that thick cosmetic giant figure.

His voice is wild, so I guess I didn't raise my hand.

Right beside it, someone hidden in the shadows and invisible seems to have added value.

François's guy's on the wall.

(Then the Lord of that voice is his escort...?

Normally, I wouldn't even care, but 'invisible' makes me wonder.

I can't help it if you're looking at the one on the stage, and you want to keep looking at Francois's escorts?

"Mm-hmm! Ha ha! I don't care how much you look, Fluffy. I'll always see, man! If you want to see it, I want you to see it!

Wait, Meister!

I don't even want to see François!

But my sister, who went into the jealousy (or jealousy) d, broke in front of me, so there was nothing more to see than give up.

If you don't mind, you'll cry.

I'll try to get my ears up instead.

I heard the whispers around me. Apparently, the merchant sitting nearby is having a conversation.

"Hey, you were right to pick this auction, though"

"Absolutely. Because all the rare items will be available, even if you can't buy them, they will provide eye care."

Maybe the auction feels better like this.

"Damn it! I couldn't buy it. Oh! 'Cause if you're indulging like that, you won't enjoy it.

"Speaking of eye maintenance, the auction of weapons will feature that famous craftsman, Gad's sword,"

"Yeah, I know. Just..."

"Ha. I know what you're trying to say. For the most part, the Melrose or Elf Chamber of Commerce will hold them down. Even if the weapon itself is awesome, I think," I can't buy it anyway, "because I can't."

Oh, Cheng Cheng Cheng.

Competing with the big stores means that you get dissatisfied in that direction.

But the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce also has the circumstance of 'holding back what might suck if you go out into the world'.

Just knowing that, I can't say anything negative. I don't know Melrose.

"Which other auctions were featured?

"No. All the auction quality in Wang Du is great, so I said inside: 'This! I can't say that, but if I say it in my own personal preference, is it an auction for' plants and animals'?

I don't have to explain it to you as an animal or plant auction, but I mean animal or plant celery. That's not true.

But that's not all.

Some rare medicinal herbs, famous horses, and pet creatures brought in from foreign countries. They also deal with 'inanimate things'.

That's part of the flora and fauna - armor, buffalo tuna.

But if this is a subtle place, for example, the aforementioned armor or tuna, it's not strange to come out to this auction, and if it's a bear liver or incense tree or something, it can be turned around more material-related.

With multiple attributes, there is confusion because unexpected products are encountered in unexpected places, but it seems to be acceptable as one of the pleasures.

Then I'll write it down.

It's about slaves.

As can be seen from the presence of slaves in the Marquis Bailefeld family, this country has officially admitted to the slave trade. So there are usually slave traders as well.

So, they can naturally be 'listed' too, but in genre, they say it's going to be this' flora and fauna 'corner.

It's amazing, it's totally 'handling things'.

I know I can't help but bring up the values of the planet, like basic human rights, but what I call a bull horse is a boulder.

But if this is the kind of worldview, maybe that's natural. Though I don't really want to get used to the perception.

If I may, I wish I wasn't on your side.

About slavery, one more thing.

It's their habitat, their outfits.

I was pushed into a dark, unhygienic room in a group, and all I was wearing was a thin, dirty, worn cloth - and before I came to this world, I vaguely had this image, but that didn't happen at all.

The reason is simple.

Because it is a product.

Think of this, for example, as a vegetable or a fruit.

I want apples.

Let's go buy it.

I'm at the green fruit shop.

So, if there was an apple in a basket that emitted thin dirt, odor, would you be willing to buy it?

There is no way to buy it.

What would you think if you bought it for some reason and frightened your stomach at a later date?

"I ate those filthy apples, so I got belly down"

Don't you think of any other reason, and that's what you think first?

Unhygienic environments only undermine credibility.

If the slave I just bought gets sick, they suspect it's because he was treated badly in the store.

First, unclean, the slave traders and customers themselves get sick, and if the disease is endemic among the slaves, it will mean the same thing as less sales.

So the minimum environment is in order.

About clothing, too.

Especially not all of them are clean and safe.

Even modern Japan, where laws against hygiene control are laid down,

"Ugh, dirty shop! Is this where you feed!?"

And there were restaurants that I didn't want to scream at, so naturally, the moral deception on the store side is the same in this world.

"- Ho. Is it an auction for plants and animals? If there are so many products featured, there will be a leak in the check. Would you like me to tell you what was out there?

"The Melrose Chamber of Commerce brought home a number of animals and slaves from the South."

"Wow! Is it the Southern Continent! That sounds interesting!

Our neighborhood is at the end of the west.

At the end of the day, the area is vast and divided between the northern and southern continents by huge rivers that divide the continent.

The North is home to the kingdom of Moonrayne.

The northern continent has many plains and the southern continent has many forest zones.

Therefore, ecosystems are quite different.

The lizard race and the beast race are many of them living on the southern continent.

Although, of course, it seems that some species are anchored on the north side.

"So it's a featured product -"

I wonder what it is?

What did the Melrose Foundation bring back to the North Continent?

If this is a slave or something, it's just gross, but if it's an unusual animal, I'd like to see it too, and I'd like to show it to My Angel.

"To..."

But the sister, she's been blocking her ears.

No, in the first place, this girl doesn't know I'm listening, does she?

"Ha ha, when I can stare at you so much, heh, I'm in trouble... When you look at it, you can't be too happy..."

Ah......

Speaking of which, while I was standing ear to ear, did only my gaze remain directed at My Sister?

My Angel, who mistakenly assumes he kept my gaze to himself, is at Deledere's.

I smile and squirm.

"Heh, heh... Huh! Hehe hehe...! Ha ha, he's just looking at me...! Enchanted - but only for Phew...!

"Ah, look, wipe the saliva...!

I'll muck your mouth with a handkerchief.

My sister in mood mode has rubbed her mochi cheek with a smile.

(Oh yeah, highlights -!)

I will soon resume listening, but the merchants have already moved on to famous liquor.

I don't know what it was, I'm sorry!

And my bottleship...

"Two million!

"Oh, my God, 250!

The price is still rising!

It's François who's competing for the invisible.

Seems like a lot of perseverance.

"300!"

"350!"

"Gu......! 400!

"500!"

"Uh-oh..."

A man in the shadow of a big man stares. At that moment, a hammer to be shaken down.

"Yes, five million! Shire Essen," The Bottled Ship, "will be a bid for 5 million yen!

Takeshi......

It's definitely not worth it, is it?

Mr. Henriette, sitting sideways, lowered his head at first sight.

"Al, I'm sorry"

The bottleship was sold by me to the Chamber of Commerce, so no matter how much value you add to the auction, no gold comes in here.

Mr. Henriette thought, 'I bought it.'

"No, never mind, really."

It was sold to my satisfaction, and there was no Mr. Henriette in that seat.

It won't be about her being sick.

"No. I'm not even going to make a debt to the Honorary Elves, Al!

Still pulling? That setting.

"So one thing. At the auction after this, if Al wants something, I'll drop it for you."

"No, it's a boulder."

Cover up and rethink.

Wouldn't it be okay if your sister wanted it, like her wallet just now, and it was cheap?

Mr. Henriette will be light-hearted, too, and I'd be content if I could see Fee smile.

We can all be happy.

"... ok. So please."

I said so, I bowed my head.

Fee manages, too, and we lowered it together.

"Now here's the next product"

What the auctioneer told and carried.

That was a box about the size of the bread I was selling in the supermarket.

"Al, that's it. A box of magic."

Mr. Henriette follows me on the cheek.

Speaking of which, you heard about the box coming out before the auction.

"Next, here! Strong magic caged, 'Unopened Box'! It's still unidentified."

Unknown means it doesn't look like a different dimensional box.

I mean, if you're in a different dimensional box, you won't be at an antique auction, and your customers should be making more noise.

(So, what's that box?

As I tilted my neck, My Sister on my knees pulled my clothes.

"Yay, yay! That box, someone's in there! I have a soul! Phew, I know!

"What?"

In such a tiny box, a soul?