Living in different worlds (no chanter) - The Yufuwa Talent Dispatch Life of the Regenerating Wizard

A Centaurus pickle with a human and horse body pulls the strings of a bow while stretching the muscles of the arm.

The arrogant arm, which easily folds a large bow that struggles to pull even with pride, is now pulling a special bow of a single object.

A variant large bow that combines the material of a super giant beast with a strong exoskeleton that can only be defeated by a wizard with the magical metal made by an alchemist.

The string, which was made by twisting together the threads of the spawning spiderwoman (Arachne) and the steel thread, was now strongly squeezed by Pickles.

Located at the Schenker baseball field.

A large number of baseball fans watched the practice match between the Schenker Scorpions and the Higashimachi Shopping Street Bald Boys, and the performance of the Great Bow held as their front seat.

As tension peaked in the venue, a white flag was raised from the slaves who were in charge of safety confirmation.

At that moment, an arrow was thrown from the pickle on the pitcher mount without a sound, into a structure made by piling brick five meters laterally and two meters tall between the home base and the first base.

At first, the arrow seemed as if it had not been fired.

Because only the arrows disappeared from Pickles' hands, and there was no change in the bow, nor in the mechanics.

"What happened...?

"Where are the arrows?

As the venue sighed, the slave who went looking for the arrows pointed to the ground and said, "Here!" he shouted.

The ground on the other side, sandwiched between the pickles, was punctured.

From a closer look, it seems that there are small holes in the brick of the concrete.

Does that mean you pierced it all?

It's kind of amazing, but it's plain....

"Su, this is amazing!

"That's right! Nice pull!

"It was so fast I couldn't see it!

The unspeakable support flew paralyzed and Pickles lowered his head to the guest seat in awe.

Thus, the exhibition of the special Great Bow for Pickles ended with a subtle reaction.

The news that she shot down a super giant beast flying in the sky with this bow a few weeks later rushed all over Torkhiba... and nobody here expected it.

It was decided the other day to rebuild the building from the bungalow of the Magical Schenker Group headquarters.

There was a story in the building about creating a late-night convenience store... our organization doesn't have the know-how to operate late at night.

We'll have to make what we don't have.

Therefore, it was decided to try to open only late-night shops on an experimental basis, a step earlier than building construction.

Located at the edge of Schenker Avenue, this is a great location for both us and the city.

I tried to put all the glass on the place facing the road with care... but in the evening, it was as bright as the day around the shop, and on the first day of opening the shop, the bugs gathered to death caught up in chaos in the shop.

The rapidly developed ultraviolet-irradiated insect removal magic was hanging on the roof, and the sales from the next two days no longer bothered by insects...

I didn't go, so I don't know.

It was good that I stopped worrying about insects, but during the sales the next day, the clerk got tangled by the drunk and the drunk got into a lot of trouble.

For now, late-night shop clerks are chosen from a group of adventurers... just a bunch of rough guys.

In the meantime, I was able to increase the number of clerks to three and make it as peaceful as possible in case of trouble...

I don't know because I don't have time off from work.

They stripped the sword behind the cashier to look at it later.

That will reduce annoyance and shoplifting.

Somehow the problem was solved while the sales continued, and it was almost two weeks after the opening of the business.

It seems that there aren't many late night customers, but they're mostly drunk and unexpectedly profitable because they pay well.

And I was about to sneak to the late night shop.

I'm not just going to inspect it, I'm just hungry at night.

I'll be waiting for you tomorrow.

Originally, I wanted to go to a late night convenience store in this world, and I feel like I don't have to go.

He left the bed to avoid waking Laura, who was sleeping in the same room, and beat up the escort, who was bursting asleep in a chair in the hallway, and took her out of the house.

By the way, the twins are in a different room with the Nanny from the Sleira family.

I was raised like a nobleman, but I was born from a wizard's mother and raised by a nurse. In fact, I didn't have much resistance there.

"Listen, the gates are ticking, so get out of here before they find out."

"I'm going to go to your husband's shop separately, so I think I can find out."

"It's fun to sneak around like this."

He walked through the gate of the house whispering with a Ha '-shaped eyebrow guard, and stepped out with pride. Someone grabbed him by the shoulder.

"What are you enjoying sneaking around for?

"Ah... agitation..."

I can't help it. Today's escort slave is pointing back behind me.

Looking back, there was a long, big knife on my shoulder like a gold bar... my wife.

"There's nothing else to sneak around about."

"No, I thought it would be bad if I woke you up....."

"If you get out of bed, there's no way you won't wake up."

That said, I don't have any sleeping habits with blonde hair that keeps lifting up.

I wonder what kind of early work she was doing, dressed like a stranger and wearing thin makeup. She hung a knife on her waist and lined up next to me.

"So, where are you going?

"Ah, at the late night shop on Schenker Street. I'm hungry...."

"Then why don't we just go and come home. Tomorrow is a good day off, so we need to sleep slowly and enjoy ourselves."

"Eh, is Laura going too?

"I'm already awake. Let's go out."

"I'm sorry."

With Laura, who ended up fighting a good fight, the escort, me and the three of us headed to Schenker Street.

Half of the moon walks slowly along the illuminated path, and turns to his side, and his blonde wife dwells in the sparkling moonlight.

Well, I don't feel sneaky anymore... but this is it.

In the middle of the night, Torkhiba is so thin and dark that you can't see far away, but it's still better.

Before I created the infinite magic that kept shining forever, there were almost no street lights, and when I entered a narrow alley, there was no moonlight and it was a true darkness.

Now you can walk normally in any small alley, and you can see the faces of different people.

You can also see the glittering face of the Mermaid Lose walking across the street.

"... uhh! Aren't you your wife... what are you doing late at night?

"Oh, I was thinking of going to the late night shop."

"I see, is this a strike inspection? I'm scared."

"No, I'm just going shopping. What's wrong with you?"

"I'm going back to the store in the middle of the night. It's breakfast tomorrow."

Lose lifted the paper bag while saying so, and said that there was also a menth ~, so she left quickly.

I wonder if he's going back to the drinking house, maybe.

The demand for drinking soldiers seems huge after all.

I think it can be used for drinking again before going to bed.

We're also a brewery, so it's just right.

As the three of us walked down the road where Lawrence came, talking in a small voice, the corner to Schenker Street suddenly became brighter.

"It's so bright in the dark...."

"Is that a complaint or something?

"For now....."

Behind our gaze was a glorious late-night shop that cut through the darkness of the night... and before that, a bunch of shanker adventurers wandering around sitting in a yankee.

"Now, I took it with me. I thought porridge would be good in case of a cold... I'm already impressed with him. Come on, it's definitely falling."

"You're lying."

"You're lying. Seriously."

"If you can't cook now, you're not lying, Nnahaha."

"Yes, lie again."

"I mean, come on... ah...!

One of the idiots noticed me and got up in a hurry and lowered his head.

"... uhh! Master, ma'am! Well done!"

"Oops... well done! Excuse me!

The rest of them looked back at me twice, greeted me in a hurry, and ran away in a small run.

The student who found the teacher at the midnight convenience store!

Nothing makes me angry about this.

When I recovered and pushed the wooden glass door toward the entrance of the shop in the middle of the night, the smell of various foods drifted from the shop.

I wonder if there is not enough ventilation. I smell hungry like a Chinese restaurant on my way home from school.

If you smell such a smell in the middle of the night, you can't go home with your hands full.

Inspired by expectations, he entered the shop late at night and saw Mench, a Scarecrow adventurer, in front of the cashier near the entrance.

"Not yet... is that enough? Hey, how's it going?

"Not yet, Mr. Mench. I thought you just started cooking."

"Hmm... can't you do it a little faster?

"That's why I just heard that Potov takes time, but it's okay."

"Hmm... but I'm feeling like a Potov today."

Mench looks at the potato pot placed in front of the cashier while having a conversation with the clerk that is likely to cause a headache.

What's he doing in the middle of the night?

"Mmm, Master! Good work, ma'am!

Good evening ~

"Yeah."

Mench finds me and greets me with a crisp face, but the scaled tail stretches towards the pot without holding the pot.

But in the middle of the night, Potov... I don't suppose he comes here every day.

"Does Mench come often?

"No, not really... about six days a week."

Whoa, whoa.

"... every day in the world."

"Nah... no way..."

Mench looks surprised at Laura's penetration, but why are you surprised! This is the one who's surprised!

Buying and eating every night will make you fat if you work hard.

It seems that Potov is worried and can't help it. She leaves and Laura and I look around the shop.

On the wooden shelves installed in the store, there are many items that can be said to be daily necessities such as bandages, diaper cloths, sanitary products, and simple medicines.

Unlike the convenience stores of previous generations, the product lineup is poor because there are few products that can be used daily.

There is a pile of dried noodles, fried noodles, and our parents' wholesale flour, but everyone here must have had enough to eat.

I have some stuffed pretzels and cookies in a bottle with a cork lid, but if it's just baked in the daytime, I can buy them for a little cheaper so it won't be easy to reach.

If I had vinyl, I would have more product choices... but I'm afraid you're out of your specialty.

"Hey, what is this?

"Oh, it's a cookie with dried fruit."

"Hmm, is it delicious?

Thinking about me, Laura threw a sweet snack that seemed to bother her into her handbasket.

Of course, I didn't see any price, because I'm a princess of a genuine nobility.

I wish there were a lot of customers like this....

"What is this?

"It's underwear."

"Underwear? Why underwear...?

"Well, maybe it's for an emergency evacuation...."

On the same shelf as women's underwear, there are things like removers, lotions, perfumes, toothbrushes, allergies, so-called sleeping sets.

We have a lot of women, so we'll need them sometimes.

I feel that there is more demand for alcohol and snacks than other products, even after seeing them.

Well, only what we do in the middle of the night is a strong shop, so sales to our customers will be important.

"So what do you eat? You're hungry, aren't you?

"Ah, that's right... what should I do?"

Fortunately, there were plenty of items left on the ready-to-eat food shelves.

Baguettes sandwiched between smoked meat and cheese, sandwiches with raw ham and tomatoes, and crêpes wrapped in red sauce and winners.

Oh, my God, you have a lot of options, and you're in trouble.

If you look at the cashier, the potatoes that Mench protects like goalkeepers, the udon noodles that you can cook if you order them... they are a sauce for making, but they also have pasta...

What!? Do you even have soup and porridge on sale?

There's no way you can make a menu so profitable... next time I have to check with the chicken.

"Mench, what's so good about this place?

"Is it delicious...?"

I decided to ask my regular mentee here for a menu suggestion.

She's a little worried because she's suspicious of taste and sound, but it's no use asking.

"For me, I still recommend fried chicken coupons. It is a boneless fried chicken, and the difficulty is that it is small in quantity, but the taste is one thing less than other fried foods."

"Deep-fried chicken kung fu... one, no... maybe three."

"Yes, please wait a moment"

The shopkeeper said that with a bright smile, and then removed the fried chicken token wrapped in bursting mollusks leaves from a three-stage thermal insulation container for hot snacks on the cash register.

The ceiling of this insulated container is fitted with the thermal magic I made and is a great way to offer warm products at any time.

I guess I'm a little overzealous myself. I don't think so, but I'm not bothering anyone.

I don't feel like a convenience store without an insulated container like that bookshelf.

However, Menchi said earlier that "the amount is small", but it's a complete lie... fried chicken kun, there are about two palms in a package.

Thank you for waiting ~

I received the fried chicken token with chopsticks, wrapped up Laura's shopping, and left the store saying goodbye to Menchi who was still watching the potato pot.

There are various sources of heat, and when I leave the warm shop, I feel a little cool even in spring temperatures.

If you don't seriously think about cooling for the summer, the sunlight plugging into the glass will make the shop hell....

"Yes, Laura, this."

"Oh, thank you."

"Eat this too."

"What? Are you sure? Thank you!

Hand one of the fried chicken coupons to Laura and the other to the escort slave who has been arriving all along.

She held her spear by the side of the goat clan with her eyebrows raised her head with a sad smile.

I wonder what her name is... whether it was Ashiba or Shibata... even if it's like this, you can fight properly.

People throw deep-fried chicken into their mouths two times bigger than what they had eaten in the previous life, thinking that it was not apparent.

Yeah, it's delicious.

Even though it is not molded meat, there is no place that seems to be tense, and if the clothes are squeaky and ripped, the juicy gravy that was sealed inside comes out into my mouth.

I'll do it, late night shop.

The Mench Selection was good, it was a big win.

Phew, it's delicious.

"Sure, it's midnight, so it's delicious."

"Is that what it is?

"That's what it is."

A middle-aged couple entered the store next to me and Laura laughing at each other.

Are you hungry? Or do you drink again?

Beyond the street, a cigarette woman walks along.

It's a good spring evening that makes you want to sing even if you don't want to, and everyone wants to stay up all night.

It was kind of a waste to go home early, but we walked back slowly through the darkness of the warm wind.