Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

About five minutes for Mr. Dornuko and Mr. Popoto to weep. We've been settling down with each other, so there's some stories to pile up. So I'll leave you alone in the reception room, where you were safely. Speaking of which, I've been processing bows. I've been reporting earlier at Mr. Nene's.

"Ugh, that's a long way to go"

Mr. Nene, you too! If I gave her a gentle handkerchief overflowing with tears and snot, she would wipe her eyes and keep her nose hanging with Cheyne. Ooh, well, I hope I can wash it right away.

"Hmm, and what's wrong with it? The corner, parents and kids are reunited, but the store sucks."

What the hell!? I'm not gonna listen to you. What the hell happened??

"What the hell is that?

"The owner who borrowed the money to open the store died in the flood. So my son inherited our debt as it were. But I don't have a son..."

Dogadogadogadogadoga

There was a loud noise at the store on the arrow tip where Mr. Nene tried to keep his words going. If you go outside with me and Mr. Nene, there's a cargo of gold specifications parked there that I can't even say I have a hobby for Gotegotte and decorated flattery.

"Huh, it's still like this!

He opened the carriage door and came out. That's what he said as if the opening wasn't even the funniest. This is another hobby outfit with a wheel on the carriage. A young man in a brilliant outfit, to put it endlessly well. Well, you get the impression that 'money is a sign of success and what's wrong', like the common bad money? Or in the summer the clothes are at a level where I doubt my sanity...... I don't know if it has been given heat resistance or cooling.

Big men in strong black clothes line each side. Suit-like outfit but perfect because of the muscles. There was no grant on their clothes. I was sweating slightly.

"Hey! Did you get a purpose for paying off your debt?

High-pressure attack with gaze from above to Mr. Dornuko, who was coming out late to us. That attitude is quite frustrating to me as an outsider, but I have patience here. As it stands, I shouldn't talk about it. But if you were relied upon, let's do it as we please, and the brain verdict may have been decided to do so.

"If we resume sales, we will definitely pay you back, so could you please wait a while longer?

A young man laughing with his nose against Mr. Dornuko, who tries to be only low-profile and calm.

"I can't wait. Look, I don't know what my dad lent me, but this is how the contract says," I'll pay you when it's convenient, "so you should have urged me when it's convenient for me, right?

"But in my contract with Mr. Ninjoy..."

Hands wide open and waves his head. As if deliberately provoking. Mr. Popoto, don't run wild. I control him with my left hand, almost frozen just a little bit.

"It's me, Huck Joey, who decides more than the contract has become mine! If you don't have something to pay for... right. Is it a critical place to collect this store exactly as it is? You must be grateful. It's worth half a million mannies to a half-destructed shop like this."

"It would be strange to have such a contract! Contracts are proof of mutual commitments. It's not fair for either side to content on its own!

Ah, Popoto, how could you not bear it? You screamed unexpectedly. I guess I got emotional because I had an unfair contract myself.

"Huh, is that outfit an adventurer? Don't let the adventurer talk! Oh, my God, Dornuko. You haven't had enough. Show me, do it!

When Haku Joey glances at the black clothes, he wields a whip for horseback riding.

Pattin

Spavan!

A beating sound echoed around me after a small sound.

I accidentally meditated on your eyes, Popoto, on your cheek... nothing unusual. Black clothes were also wolfish, not knowing what had happened. The tip of the whip in your hand is lost and only the part at hand remains.

"Fuguuuuuuuu"

I was holding my face with both hands. Hakjoey was there to hit me around. The tip of the whip was cut off by something and the momentum hit Hack-Joey hard in the face.

No, no, it's strange, too. That I just accidentally played my finger with that strange face. And nobody knows what's gonna happen. Don't let them know. Heh.

"You're useless at what you do!

Kicking up black clothes abominably isn't usually because they haven't worked out. There's no indication they've ever moved. Do you still feel angry about that? Start stepping on the group Tai. A child!

"Damn, I'm offended! Look, if we don't get the full amount in a week, I'll have this store handed over to you! We have a deal with that Duke's house, too. Credit and track record are different! You guys, let's go home!!

If I threw it away and rushed into the carriage, I left the scene behind with a rambling drive that did not look at the annoyances around me. What a selfish and annoying man. That's just a bad second generation sample.

"Oh man. I didn't expect the person to come as soon as I made a rumor. Well, if you look at that, you'll see."

"Nene, you told Mr. Nobsada..."

"That's right. He's the one who's giving us a priority deal. You should have a right to know, right?

That's what they say and they push you to shut up, Mr. Dornuko. I didn't realize it earlier, but there was a neighborhood under my eyes and it was slightly gessy. Probably worried about this.

"And how could this happen again?

Asking so is only a speculation from rumors and some information, but Mr. Dornuko explained the situation to me in the foreground.

You think Hakujoy is planning on adding to every store's umbrella with his eyes on sales, which was a boom before the flood? It's only because it's Mr. Dornuko's arm and some of the products are delivered from us, but he whispered to the man that he would do better. Hakujoy is blinded by the sweet juice he can suck from it, and he wants to take up the shop.

In fact, it seems Hakujoy has been a black rumored figure for a long time. His father was admired by people for his shitty business of lending money thickly to his brother-in-law, but Hakujoy cursed his father for being so sweet that he could use his parents' money all he wanted. You said you were collecting the chimps with the power of gold, and you were also dealing with mafia-disputed criminal activities. In the back, there seems to be a connection between the human trafficking and the bonbong I broke before dyeing my hands. I wonder if they are similar to each other.

In the last few days since replacing him, a few cases seem to have already folded up the store because of his tough manners.

But I think. If you succeeded to the loan, it would be the pinnacle of foolishness to lose the borrower. Isn't there some other reason to collect the money until you wield such a bad rumor? Do you do something big or do you fly high? Such a question had also arisen.

"So, what are you going to do now?

"If we went back to our original sales, we would have paid it off by the end of this year. Anyway, I'm going to try to scratch your feet until they're critical. Fortunately, I had a heart attack, so all I had to do was look ahead."

I still have a little bit of coal on my back, even though that is the case with my mouth. You're also anxious to throw it out as it is.... Yeah, I'd rather have something sophisticated with you, Popoto, and take it a little bit slower anyway. The commander over here has been giving instructions until just now, and if we clean it up, it'll be a lot different if I just used magic to help out for about an hour.

"Mr. Popoto, from now on you and Mr. Dornuko can also eat something delicious and give him a rest. This is military money."

I said that by letting Popoto shake 5,000 manny in your hand. He looked like he said something, but there's no objection here.

"I'll tell Alina and the others from me. Recommended for" Flames ". I think Mr. Dornuko knows where it is. So why don't you and I stay there and go home after noon tomorrow. It's a good opportunity to talk to your father without water."

Mr. Dornuko, who is suddenly eating, but Mr. Nene pushed me back to do the same, so I took the two of them together and headed to "The Flame". Mr. Nene slaps me gently on the shoulder after dropping it off.

"Thanks for the help. You have to tell me. He even hesitates to rest. I've been clumsy for a long time, that guy. I just found my corner son safely, but I hope I can't think of him again..."

Saying so and walking away Mr. Nene's gaze at Mr. Dornuko's hindsight was something that made him feel merciful. I know you like it, but do you have a strong feeling you can't leave me alone because of a long relationship? Looks like the relationship is too close to step out. That? Like you had a similar experience? Mmm, I can't remember as doing it again.

"I'm fine. I'm confident that I can do it anywhere with one of these arms. I just don't know what would happen if he were to lose his firm place again. Even the first time I thought of it, I was dying."

Hmm, what if your wife betrayed you and left you speechless?

I asked him if he could complain to the commercial guild about the irrationality of the contract, but he said it was a contract from a personal messenger and he couldn't talk it out.

Hmm, what's a good hand... Hmm, uh, what's the worst part about that?

"Mr. Nene, may I have your ear for a moment?"

"Hi-yah."

Goño, Goño, Goño, Goño, Goño, Rita.

"Become!? That's...... That's a broken condition. Is that all you got? It's just one of your business partners, isn't it?

"That's okay. I haven't even figured it out yet, though, and I'm not ready. It's certainly one of our business partners, but it comes with 'important' on the crown. Isn't that nice, even if a grassy middle-aged man works hard and there's a drunken one who reaches out. Anyway, I'll keep it in shape by the end of the week, so when Mr. Dornuko doesn't seem to be able to... right?

"I was entrusted. You're gonna have to work hard then, aren't you?

Iglookuri. Thumbs up just saying you're right. When I had to, I suggested replacing the debt or moving all my employees together to Waterfountain House. Either way, it's been since Mr. Dornuko had it done the way he wanted it to. Mr. Nene says he doesn't mind me telling him whenever he wants. Maybe he's layering his more depressing uncaring self before he comes this way somehow. But Mr. Dornuko's personality and management skills have been proven in previous deals. He thinks that as long as there is no irregular, he can thrive enough.

Anyway, I have enough money right now. The last time I asked Mr. Rovell to redeem my gold ingots, I had too much to shop for. I currently have 20 white gold coins in my hand. I sold it out for what I could buy right away.

Oops. Looks like he had quite a time talking to Mr. Nene. Okay, well, shall I just help you for an hour? I'll flavor you all, be the magic housekeeper's horror!