Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

"Small - Money - ♪ Small - Money - ♪ Save - Big Money - ♪"

I went home from the dungeon whimpering a change of CM for a Tara O.

Hi. I'm a knob sadder who's becoming a money-keeper.

I'm old enough to loosen my face even though I want to earn some money with some.

On the way home, I also came to verify that the class skills can be used in other classes, but it seems that they can be used without any problems. I'm using provocation. - When I spoke up, I was coming this way. Condition: With exasperation.

I'm in the guild now, aren't I?

... Seemed to be feeling high after the first dungeon. Something's wrong with the tension.

The sun has already fallen and the figures in the Alliance are sparse.

Nothing. It means selling off the soul stones I've ever gotten. That's why I came to the buying counter where I used to wholesale boars.

"Sorry - was it nice here to buy soul stones?

Speaking up, the old man who had been here before came out.

"Um, it's fine here."

"Then I'd like these assessments."

"Which is two red soul stones in seven small grains of black soul stones? Considering the inner enclosure magic...... the black one is 90 manny per, the red one is 520 manny etc. That's a total of 1,670 manny, because that's the amount that's already out of commission. Is that all right?

By the way, I haven't had the poison assessed this time because I'm going to have Sefi look at it later.

"Yes, that's fine"

We fought for 16,700 yen for half a day. Are there many or few that have put their lives on the line......

Well, my life is safe, and I could grow up. Now it's in black, so there's no problem. I think so.

Oh, the old man at the buyout counter says Mr. Lambert. Appraisal? I didn't, I just nametagged you. I'm already full of old man ingredients today.

I've already bought it and we should go back to the inn and get some rest. I wonder what the chef recommends today. I earned some money and I can put some options on it, it's important to reward yourself!

The dining room on the ground floor was overflowing with returning adventurers. That's a lot of drunks, to be specific.

In the meantime, Minerva and the other waitresses seem busy running around the store.

"Yale 1 is right. Fries with a knob, please."

"I raised three sets of skewers. Then I can carry two more sets."

"The grill set is a little tight. I'm out of hands."

Um, it's a battlefield.

Uh, the seats are... oh, the counter I was sitting in front of is empty, lucky.

When I get to my seat, one of the waitresses rushes over, a daughter of the Tsubaki tribe such as 12,3 years old. She has cute ears. She seems to be the daughter of Mr. Lacog, the deputy chef. I pinched it in my little ear yesterday.

That means Mr. Lacogg (who looks like he's in his 40s a little lonely on the top of his head) also has a good ear, gentlemen!

Old man's ears! Who's got it!!

But if you want to protect the blood muscles in your ears, you can't help it. Oh, by the way, you usually call it a chef's hat. I'm wearing that tall hat, so I'm deaf.

"Thank you for waiting -. Place your order."

"Recommended fixing meals and fruit water. And a set of skewers please."

"Yes, it will take a moment. Please wait."

I'll wait. I'll wait. My tummy's waiting for the chef to cook. Oh, I can't even smell this while I'm cooking.

But you look really busy. I can see the inside of the kitchen, but I'm impressed with the number of people turning it around. What happens if one person falls?

Look over the store in your spare time while waiting for food.

After all, users are often young. Shh, there was a lolicon party.

You're holding back Minerva. I don't think so. If this busy thing stops one person, I'll be delayed at once.

Oh, Minerva scolded me a little and I'm teary-eyed at you, pup.

When I almost erupted unexpectedly, I panicked and turned back because my gaze was about to match.

No, I don't think there's a fridge or anything, it doesn't look like a cold beverage or anything.

It's not hot or cool climatically. It's a very easy environment, but are there seasons?

"Thank you for waiting -. Recommended and fruit water. I'll bring the skewers in a little while, please wait."

Wow, here comes the rice.

Are chicken cutlets recommended for today! Uh, I'd like some rice. I don't hate bread either, but it is the Japanese who want to eat cutlets in conjunction with rice. I remembered rice and soaked up a little bit of a northalgic sentiment, but I finished eating before the skewer came along. Chef, it's too good.

Gashavan

I heard something drop, so everyone turned to you.

Looks like the adventurer dropped a pottery cup when he hit Ursa Ear earlier.

"Also, I'm sorry, sir. We will now bring you a replacement."

"This quedamono flair! You just got dirt on your new armor!

The potage soup that would have been in the cup, though a little perfect to look at, adheres to the armor.

Even so, he said it was a kedamono style! What a tantrum, this guy.

The people who seem to be partying around also have a slight view instead of stopping. Wow, you're the type of person I never want to get to know.

"Hi, I'm sorry. We'll wipe it right away."

Let's reach out and wipe the armor of the adventurer with a handkerchief I took out of my dreaded pocket, Ear.

But I can't reach it and get slapped all I want.

"Don't let anything touch you! I'm sorry. If that's the case, why don't you buy me a new one? 20,000 manny because of the leather armor on the Red Helm Bear."

It doesn't look so good though......

Red Helm Bear Leather Armor (?

Quality: Bad Encapsulation Magic: 0/0

Notes: Armor made of wash bear skin. Because I was forced to resemble the Red Helm Bear only in terms of feel and appearance, the quality became poor and I had little defense.

There's nothing wrong with it. Wash Bear...... is that a raccoon!?

This is not the case. I scratch the crowd and rush to Usa Ear.

"Oh, no. That's not a very good amount for my salary..."

"Mostly, I don't care. What are you going to do when the fetish comes in and even the hair comes in? Uh, anyway, why don't you just let me out? What then shall I sell them off to the slave traders!?

My hand breaks in where a man tried to reach out to Usa Ear. Phew, I made it.

"Oh, what are you interrupting me, you little brat? No"

"Well, let's calm down, seniors. From what I've seen, it looks like the higher-ranked one, and I'll rule this place with its adult instrumentation."

"That's crazy! It's coming one way or the other. I guess they're poking around knowing we're a D-rank party," Em Esvy. "

No, I have no idea. Does "D" mean the Mitamas have the same rank? But humanity is incomparable...

"No, I just got here the other day. I don't know why at all, I'm sorry. And the armor, but the eyewitness works just a little bit, but the material is different, right? I don't care how you look at it, it just looks like a wash bear, so I was wondering if you wouldn't pay that much for your armor."

- Even the wash bears.

- Then you wouldn't even do 1,000 mannies?

- Puppy, leave the majesty down and get grabbed by the bat.

A laugh flies from everyone in the gallery. Well, that's fine, but I'm not gonna let anybody else in there try to stop me, so can we? Because we all know D-rank, right?

A man adventurer who turns his face bright red and angry at what has been pointed out. That said, you didn't even know his name.

Name: Gean Gender: Male Age: 20 Race: Pu

Class: Fist LV18 Condition: Fierce

Title: None Party Name: 'Em Esvy'

[Skills]

Fist Lv3 Theft Lv1 Avoidance Lv1 Life Magic

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. It's called burglary. Is that a skill, too? I regret it, but you're better at fighting than I am.

"Let's go up there! Tablehead, get out, you fucking kid. No. I've never been so ashamed of myself. I'll kill you."

Heh, I think I provoked you naturally. Although the original purpose was accomplished because Ursa Ear deflected her attention.

Can I survive! Next time, I'll dance the knob saddle universe! Stay tuned for the bouncing of knob saddles!