Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

"Good morning, boss! I hung out today, woke up at 5: 00 in the morning, and I made lunch too. I will do my best to work most shamelessly on my disciples! And when my dad had time, he said he was coming to say hello to the boss!

"Ooh... ooh"

It is a high-tension Etowa from the first thing in the morning.

It's my first day, so I was meeting him in front of the guild at 9: 00, but he's been waiting for me for about an hour. The one who's good at math and does nothing for you.

Today, Mr. Rebecca can't come on business at the house, and me, Deanna and Marina are coming to the store together. Deanna and I were here yesterday today, and it's just a little awkward.

"By the way, Etowa, you're wearing a lot of pretty clothes. Where did you buy that?"

Yesterday was a qualitative outfit called Hemp One Piece, but today's outfit is......... "sailor clothes" if you put it briefly.

The jacket is a half-sided white sailor with a dark blue collar and cuffs and an embroidered geometric pattern. Thailand is water colored. The skirt is a mini pleat, still dark blue.

No matter where you look from, it's sailor clothes. I've never worn anyone like this, but I have made-up clothes, so I meant even sailor clothes...?

"Thank you. This is Canaan ethnic clothing. These days, I only wear it on special occasions, but it's a sunny day."

Ethnic clothes! Sailor clothes! What happened to this other world?

No, you can't. If you think about it, you lose. Sailor clothes in cats (student clothes), there you go. You said you saw it somewhere.

"Etowa. Say a little 'don't nag me'"

"What are you talking about?

Yeah. I thought it was a little nuanced. Must be more of a Yankee sailor outfit. First of all, it's different from the length of the skirt.

You can't be a "cat" with this!

"Kidding aside, you look great. As much as I'd love to dress my kids."

But the making is almost perfectly sailor clothes, and if we mass produce this guy over here and sell him in Japan, he's going to make money there. It would also be nice to make and sell a dead copy of the famous Japanese uniform........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ No, is that just risky? In many ways.

- Either way, it's much cheaper than making it in Japan, and let's think about that direction.

I've sent many old clothes out to Netook before, but I hope they were made new and served.

The store is generally doing well, with fixed customers also getting bumpy.

I'm in business (basically only dealing with rugged cotton and accessories) while adjusting the product to the extent that it's not too lucrative, but it's something that Etwa has, and maybe it's time to attack some more. Now it's still an outdoor shop, but you can rent a decent store and handle fancy fabrics and yarns. I still don't have enough money to own a store though.

Etowa was pretty clever when I let her do her job, and she was able to cut the cloth quickly, and she remembered the product very well.

If I were a seller, I would be able to trust the store immediately. Are you okay with leaving this messy corner of the market to your 13-year-old, albeit the Beast Man... that's all I care about.

Whatever, the sales of the store a day are now zah, about 1,500 el. With one gold coin and five silver coins, converting it to Japanese yen would cost about 220,000 yen. The product itself is worth it, and when something happens, Etowa can't help it alone. Hostages, kidnapping, imprisonment, assault..., I guess you should also consider those risks... It's not Japan...

... What a breeze to think, in fact, this city is a troubling place because of its good security.

To the extent that I went to Hong Kong on a study trip abroad, I don't know what it's like to be insecure, but Eliche is really no different than Japan.

By the way, what's up with the sales, I keep them properly in the bank. A bank, or service provided at a chamber of commerce (guild), can be deposited at a desk using a guild card.

I'm just worried about guild cards being over-tech all the time. This is a complete cash card, isn't it? It's not ATM, though.

"Etowa, what about security in this area, actually? As far as I know, Eliche is very safe, but she doesn't live in the city."

"Is it security? It's so good. My dad, Eliche's gendarmerie, has been saying for 20 years that it's incomparable."

"You don't feel like robbing, screaming, chasing?

"Aren't you just around here? I don't know if it's outside the city or in an unpopular place, but I was wondering if you'd be okay at least during the day."

From the market to the guild, one on the boulevard. I don't walk at night because I never go down an unpopular road, and I close the store before dark.

Uh-huh... Then it might be okay for Etowa to take care of everything. I was going to do that originally.

In the afternoon, Etowa's father really came to say hello.

He was introduced to Etowa as his father and politely greeted him with a reluctant voice, "I'm a daughter with a good spot, thank you," etc., but he had trouble looking very much like Etowa.

He's over 30, but he's about 150 cm tall, and more importantly, he's a cat. Cat age is something I don't know by appearance, but that seems to apply to Canaan as well. Canaan seems to know more or less his age by the looks of each other, but humans can't. I don't know if I can say this, but it's usually cute.

Sales on this day were 1220 el. I was teaching Etowa a lot, but not a bad number.

I bought marina's gear the other day and it was pretty scattered, and let's make some money again.

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The journey from the city to the mansion uses horses.

Since I bought it at Horse Market, I try to travel as much as possible on horses while practicing, but I'm still the worst.

That's Marina with the knight's vocation, he's already quite masterful. I can make him run at considerable speeds, and the horseback riding itself seems to be fun, and he's keen to practice.

Deanna was startled at first, but it's perfectly fine if she's a lot used to it now and lets it travel normally or run lightly.

And I mean - I'm still the best at riding and walking with Cappo Cappo, and letting it run is the best at running slow and small...... He didn't seem to have much taste.

The horse itself was cute. The maid Orica takes care of the horse mainly, but the food and brushing are important as communication with the horse we love, and we decided to do it ourselves, and that's why we got attached.

After work in the city, at 4 p.m., Etowa and I broke up and Deanna and Marina rode off the city on horseback. I'll have to deal with the auction when I get back to the mansion. I'm more busy working in Japan than I can.

Take the road leading to the Mansion.

The horse we're riding is a famous horse with three brothers and 20 gold coins. I have also been trained not to move in some ways. Even if there are other horses in the street, they won't get excited or run off somewhere.

In Hetty's story, a horse of quality that can also be used as a military horse, even if it is entangled by bandits or something, and whether it attacks from the horse whether it runs away or not, if it isn't such a horse (the battle), we won't talk about it...

When I heard that, I thought, "Mercenaries are noisy in their thinking... whatever they normally do with their moving legs," and so on.

The road from Eliche to the Mansion is about half a wide street, and this is quite popular, and the road is well maintained (cobbled up one day. Although stone spacing is sparse).

The other half, on a trampled thoroughfare, is actually something that only the villagers and us and then Mr. Sherrow and Mr. Rebecca use.

The distance from the city to the mansion is about an hour and a half if you walk. I use horses now, so about 50 minutes. If we can run the horse properly, we'll be able to shorten it even further in half.

I walked down the street into the street, and it was a while ago.

Three unfamiliar men wander a little off the road.

They are all equipped with swordworn, crude skinned armor like. There are two in their 20s and one in their 30s, as if they embodied crude wilderness.

I intuitively remember when the Yankees used to tangle me up. There is no difference between the world over there and the world over here, as Jiro puts it together and doesn't hesitate to look at it.

When the words "opposition," "bandit," "pickup," "robber," and "bandit" appear on your head, they disappear.

Originally, it would have been best if we had taken quite a few actions to escape immediately at this stage already.

But I can't act on Clevers when they actually come to such occasions.

I'm just an ordinary person, and Marina is a slave to village daughters who admire knights, and Deanna is an unknown princess. I know it would have been different if it had been for Mr. Rebecca or Mr. Hetty, but I'm not here today with a raw hatred as to whether that was what I was after.

The men stood up in large measure, and a man about 30 years of age, who seemed to be a leader, called out.

"Brother, do you have a minute? We're on a journey. I'm having trouble losing my legs. Can you lend me that horse for a second?

A man who laughs white with a nya and blocks his way with his body.

I replied from the horse.

"No, I can't lend you a horse. It's the city of Eliche in a short walk. Just about 1 yurka"

I don't know if it's a burglar yet, so I'll put some restraint in it. It's not good to judge by appearance. Maybe you seriously think you can borrow a horse.

"Right...... If you can't lend me a horse, I don't want it. How about this? You ready to lend it to me?

That said, a leader man who pulls out his sword and adds himself to my horse's neck. If you can't borrow a horse, do you mean kill it?

I knew it........., a burglar.

I want you to have a kid who looks weak because he sees you riding a good horse..., that kind of guy.

Naturally, I can't lose a horse either.

"Uh, wait a minute, please. I'm getting off the horse now..."

"Ho. You listen to me a lot more. I don't hate guys like that."

"Yeah, because you just can't fight from the horse. No, really, it's good to have the sword trained. 'Cause it's so peaceful, and I didn't think you were trying at all necessary."

"What did you say, cancer?

"All right, we're on our way to the meeting. This is Pattern B. Marina, you know what I mean?

"Ugh... I'm not really convinced yet."

"You have no choice. All right, go!

On my signal, Marina runs away successfully sending a man through. He's a good horse.

"Whoa, dude! Where the hell are you going?

All you have to do is buy time.