Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

Market mornings are early.

Since we are a cloth store, we open the store at about 9: 00 at most, but stores that sell ingredients, etc. open at 6: 00 and close at noon...... so many things.

Even if not, in the market, it's defo that we're all done withdrawing in the evening, and when we're early, we close at about 14: 00, and withdrawals are done at 16: 00 at the latest.

Take it easy, work 7 hours from 9: 00 to 16: 00 at most.

Besides, the day I train swordsman horses in the morning is roughly three hours of actual work because I'm an executive attending the store from noon onwards.

However, this is not an easy winning mode because it is of different world quality......

I don't think so.

Because often the Japanese say they work too much, and this much working time is the limit of a human-like workload.

Even if not, this is just the right thing for Neat's rehab......

Etowa had already come to the store and had begun to prepare for the opening.

Even when it comes to preparation, it is open-air at best. The extent to which you clean the area, arrange the items neatly, and then check the books and change something.

"Bosses! Good morning! Did you bring me the product that was out?

Etowa, who noticed us, greets us well. Not sailor clothes today, but a piece of hemp dyed blue.

Isn't that simple and pretty cute?

"Oh, good morning. I'm bringing all the colors. I've got a few more items to sell on an experimental basis, so I'll line them up later. All right, all right."

Into the booth stroking Etowa's head.

"Nia ~. The boss treats cats again...

'Cause you're like a cat.

This is something I discovered some time after hiring, but Etowa is quite worthwhile and fun to stroke because when I stroke him, he seems to feel good with his eyes narrowed like a nya or something.

At first, the Fae stroke it around or something, and if it was culturally arrogant, could it be a problem? I had no idea, but Etowa also said, "It's a common means of communication to not be a comrade Canaan or to have hair repairs," so I'm not too reluctant anymore.

My parents forbade me to keep animals, so I wanted to try cats and stuff.

"Because of this, it feels good to stroke my cheeks and my throat"

Heh heh, I even have requests these days.

At first, I had just come as a disciple, and I had shown some resistance to being able to do so, Etowa, but these days I have allowed myself to be refreshed.

Moffmoff, you...

Nadenade Nadenade......

"Gobble, gobble, gobble"

When I spin him through his throat from his cheek, Etowa squeaks his throat as if it feels good with his eyes, rubbing his head with a thrill.

I knew it was a cat!

"... Princess, what do you think?

"Right...... Until now, I've missed it because I'm new, but it still seems like Etowa needs to figure out what a sequence is... Marina, do it!

"Yes! Ugh, I'm ready, Marina's not clever enough to be able to help you out because you're a cat!

When I'm obsessed with Moffmoff, Marina approaches me excitedly with her hands.

"Hmm? You want to do Marina too? Fine, but take off the gauntlet. Look, I'll be glad to do this with your throat."

"Gobble, gobble, gobble"

"It is not. That's not what it is. Marina has to offer Etowa one thing."

"After that, there you go"

"Holy crap, is this...? Ah!? It's fuzzy! It is fuzzier than the princess's hair.

Huh...?

Marina is usually Deanna's head...?

No, I do want to touch that platinum blonde's hair.

"Gobble, gobble, gobble"

Nadenaded by me and Marina, it is Etwa who is happy.

You slut cat.

After turning around Etowa for a while, we went all the way to the hand of Marina, who was with us, but we interrupted because a bottom-up customer started coming.

Deanna said, "Marina, you can't use it!" Or so I was outraged, but I ignored that.

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"Lord which. I'm sorry, but I'd like you to take the day off."

"Hmm? That's unusual. Fine, nothing."

"Is it true! Thanks! Okay, so it's coming out a little. By the time we close the store, we'll be back."

Probably going to buy an Orica birthday present.

Before Marina became a slave, I don't know what her character was, but I think it's a good trend that she started spontaneously giving her wishes this way.

He feels tied to what should have been called the "right slave statue".

It's the usual sight, selling cloths and accessories to new customers, merchants from other cities, from a half-familiar customer.

Etowa cleverly cuts the cloth to the ordered length, and I receive the gold and hand the product to the customer as Deanna devotes the blessing wording to the cloth.

Anyway, I tend to forget, Deanna is a respected race "elf" in Eliche (although technically a high elf).

"May it be a fruitful life" from that elf, "Le Baraca always watches over it", "Melfelfo Milmir Reinay". It is very gratifying for the citizens (the last one seemed that they didn't even know what it meant).

"Nevertheless...... You got a lot of strangely confident customers today, huh? Deanna, you're looking for me."

Even while doing so, for some reason Deanna has been asked to shake hands or ask to name her baby. They're all women, but... what is this?

"Boss, it's been rumored lately. There are elves in the market who seem to be highly virtuous. They're following the Humans, Turks and Canaans and offering us a cheap thank you cloth in the elves... Oh, my God."

"Really?... Uh-huh, because Deanna does stand out... Well, in a way, the scenario is as good as... Even if it is, isn't it a lot?

Even now, sometimes these customers have come, so I'm not so uncomfortable... but it still feels like they're here twice as often today as usual.

Well, because the product can be sold, there is no problem, and the result is that it is O'Rei.

I asked my young wife, who had cancer asking Deanna to name her baby, where she heard about Deanna.

I guess I said rumors have a source.

"Yes, the wife of 4th Street recently asked the clergyman about the rumored elf with white hair. Then he said, 'That one is much more noble than me and others. You can give Le Baraca the benefit of just being near him,' he said. I'm sure of it."

Cleric......

Next time, I'm gonna have to nail and take pictures so I don't say anything weird. No, we're going today, or we're going.

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"Boss, are you leaving? Then I'd like you to take a look at the rumor store."

"Rumor store? Instead, wasn't we the rumor store now?

"No, I want you to see if you've hitched a ride to our rumors or if they're real. I don't know where to buy it."

It depends on Etowa's story.

Apparently, the first rumors I heard were mostly that "Elves are selling cloth on the market". But little by little, "they're selling the products inside the elves at the market," and these days, "they're selling the products inside the elves at the market" is the dominant thing.

And in the middle of it, "they're selling the stuff in the elves at the market" is the "rumor store" in question.

We don't basically use the phrase "products in the elves" when selling cloth. Purchasing is basically something to hide (and it's actually a lie), and I don't want to stand out evil as a merchant by hustling and hustling about what's inside the elves.

In that sense, selling velvet to the example Pocciari was a failure in the double sense. I sold it for a lot cheaper than the market, and I told Bella that I bought it in the elves.

Well, I was obsessed with stories to sell them at a high price.

Something like that, and then I try to be especially careful.

That's why we don't use the word "inside the elf" other than some regular customers (it's also strictly communicated there to Etowa), so it's likely that we have a store that deals with products inside the real elf separately.

Otherwise, are you selling Inkiki products on a hitchhike...?

"So, what kind of store is it? I guess the sudden appearance of a market or stall..."

"Oh, it's like a stall. I don't know what's exciting either, but they're selling the thankful stuff in the elves... It's been a mess with rumors about our store, and I don't know the details."

I see, well, why don't you go check it out anyway?

So I went out with Deanna to find the store in question. Well, I'm following you to lunch and the temple (Etowa always brings lunch).

The store in question was quickly found in addition to my thoughts.

The square near the zone where the market's groceries are sold is a little stall village where stalls meet.

So as lunch, while eating the 3Y "grilled buckwheat, grilled chicken, grilled rice", which is a classic in Eliche's stalls, I did an interview and said that the stall just around the corner was that.

Lucky for you... I went to see the store after dinner...