My Room Has Become a Dungeon’s Rest Area

"The flyer I was handing out in the basement is gone."

"I handed it out to the kids and the whole city of Herculeon, and it was gone in about ten minutes."

"The Adventurer Alliance could have put more flyers down too."

When Noela and I went around the basement store and back to the apartment room, Leah and the others were back first.

It took me quite a while because there were actually dozens of stores that seemed to side with the Bandit Guild.

Still, I didn't think everyone was coming back sooner with a flyer.

"Already..."

Was Mr. Noela's adorable painting good, because flyers are rare in different worlds, or are you interested in this project itself that the Bandit Guild does?

The problem is that it hurts a lot for me as a poor freelancer.

I've printed 3,000 sheets, so if you calculate, it's 35,000 damage. (Tears)

"I'd like to sprinkle more. If I sprinkle more flyers, I guess more customers will come?

Millie squeaks.

Maybe Leah would feel the same way expecting the success of the nightclub with the orphanage kids.

Even Deet, who was just helping for free, looked like that.

But......

"Mr. Millie. I'm sure 3,000 sheets will help."

"That's right. It's hard to sprinkle 3,000 pieces."

Millie doesn't quite understand my economic situation in Japan yet, but Leah and Deet do.

"Oh, you handed it out right away."

Leah and Deet look in trouble.

The truth is, we both want to hand it out.

If you want to allocate the same resources to it, I think you should allocate resources first.

"If you bet, it should be the first blow, not the second time, not the third time.

"Millie's right! This is your chance at a corner, and here's a gunshot print and a gunshot sprinkle!

"Dear Thor!

"TOOL!"

Everyone's face will be brighter. Sizuk has heard it in a small voice.

"But Master Towel, are you okay?

"Sorry...... sizzk. Can I get some plum tea pickled until the family paycheck comes out?

"Yes! Of course!

Shizuku shudders with pleasure.

"Shit! We're all going to Tonskihote now ~! Buy all the paper and refill ink and print 10,000 or 20,000!

"" "" "Ooh!

Full operation of the printer started again.

Leah, Millie and the kids decided to leave the flyers to sprinkle, and me, Deet and Mr. Noela went into the street building director.

"Mr. Noela, the number of stalls... more than you said?

"Actually, there are quite a few stores around to get flyers, and I thought I'd try harder with the Bandit Guild."

"Is that true? I thought they were gonna hate me for taking customers over here."

"Isn't that because Tool convinced me that more guests would come to the basement?"

I did explain that to you.

"Oh well. Mr. Noela came around with me."

"What do you think? Ugh."

You wouldn't have believed me for saying that. [M]

But the Bandit Guild, or Mr. Noela, has the credibility to do it peacefully with every store until now without resorting to such forceful means as the Caution Stick Guild.

"The fact that there are so many colorful nightclubs lined up in bars is probably the best publicity in itself."

"That's right."

The Bandit Guild people were also making colorful stalls that looked fun.

The look and feel looks really good in a nightclub.

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A great number of people had already gathered in the evening, including the nightclub.

"This is amazing..."

I came to the basement layer in the evening because I had a family part time that day, but there was already a large crowd in the place where the nightclubs lined up.

There's not much entertainment because of the different worlds, of course, there's no animation, no comics, no lanobe, no chatter.

That being said, this is an underground pleasure zone out of the reach of the law.

Besides the indispensable stores that provide booze, gambling and women, they even outperform the planet's pleasure streets.

It wasn't dealt with in the bandit guild, but it was even trafficked in human beings to enslave them.

So I was a little worried, but these simple stores also had a novel customer attraction effect.

"Ah, Mr. Noela."

"Dear Tool,"

"That's a great number of customers. Congratulations on your success."

"Thanks to you, Tool."

Apparently, Mr. Noela was working on the whole surveillance a little further away.

The district of the nightclub thoroughly emphasized safety and security in the flyer. I can't read it.

Anyone can get in, but they let me keep my weapon when I get in the area.

The bandit guilder was supposed to stick around for what he really refused.

As a result, there were many female customers.

"You can have that woman's apple candy."

"Mr. Leah is helping you. Would you like to go?

"I'm going. I'm going!

Leah was trying so hard to sell apple candy.

"Lear. You're selling amazing!

"Ah, Master Thor! Yes!"

"Do you want me to help?

"It's okay! And there are these kids."

At Leah's, the orphanage kids were also helping.

I guess this is also because the Bandit Guild is securing security.

"Mr. Deet's crepe shop seems to be in trouble, so please help me out."

"Oh well. Then I'll go."

I wanted to help Leah, but I also wanted to see how Deet was doing.

Ask Noela to show you around.

"Ah, TOOL!

"How's it going?"

"Big day."

The customer picked up the crepe from Deet and it was pungent on the spot.

"Yum! Amah!

"Hey, I'm already in line for the third week."

I thought the other world would be uke because there are few sweets.

There's sugar in the other world, but the sugar from this crepe is pretty much brought in from Japan.

I miss my nostalgia even more.

"Anyway, I'm glad the crepes are thriving."

"But... I wonder if it will thrive..."

"Huh? Isn't that a big boom?

"Arr."

I saw Deet pointing his finger at it as he said it was alley.

"Hey, what is that?

A line of people was wrapped around a tunnel for those to whom Deet pointed.

"I'm goldfish. I can't believe my shop compared to mine."

"Yeah, yeah? Goldfish!?

I honestly thought people wouldn't come for goldfish...

"Why so much?

"Go and you'll see. You'll be busier over there, and why don't you come and help me? The crêpe shop is being helped by the bandit guild."

"Ugh, yeah. Well, let's have a look."

I go through the line with Noela to the goldfish. [M]

I noticed something along the way.

"Arr? A lot of people are coming for a couple of things?

"I've been noticed. Ugh."

Mr. Noela laughs. I just got into a goldfish stall where Millie is the store number.

"Oh, take that."

"Okay! Uh, I'm torn!

A couple had just torn the paper.

"What a shame. Line up back again."

"Already! What are you doing!

"This time!

Looks like the couple are lining up behind that long line of snakes again.

"Mi, Millie! Wow, you're so prosperous."

"Ah, Tool. And Noela. I thought you were a customer."

"Why so much?

"Yes, sir. There's a customer waiting for you. Behind you."

"Oh, I'm sorry"

Me and Mr. Noela went around behind Millie.

"How much is this one time?

"It's a silver coin."

"No!?

I have calculated that when it comes to a single piece of silver coin, it will be about 1,000 yen converted at a price.

Even though it's quite expensive.

"Ahhh. I wanted a seven-colored fish."

"I'm sorry. This time."

That's when I realized.

"What kind of woman gives a man a seven-colored fish?

"It's a hit. Actually, a woman who works in the basement asked a man to treat her to a seven-color fish when she entertained her."

"So this... I mean, most of the women in this line are" ladies. "

"Yeah. But at first, I asked for it, and apparently it's going to be a status to have a seven-colored fish between them for real."

Seven-colored fish seem to be kept occasionally by aristocrats because of their strong vitality and difficulty in dying.

But it would be a little status if the common man were to keep it.

"That will definitely happen. There are some chaotic elements for a man... poor thing"

"Gachage?"

"No, it's nothing."

That's when I got a cheer.

"Whoa, whoa! Finally, I picked it!

"Ahhh!

Millie put a seven-colored fish in a beautiful glass bottle.

"Congratulations! This is a service!

Male customers give it to female customers.

"There you go! This is so much fun for me!

"Mm-hmm. Thanks! Funny how you're gonna serve today!

The couple's guests left happily in arms after a kiss.

Seeing that, the long line of snakes stretched further.

Rumor has it that the goldfish stall had bigger sales that day than the biggest brothel in the basement.