Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

"Hey, Deanna. Someone I've seen before."

"Oh, that's an odd encounter, your husband. I recognize that purple hair, too."

"Oh and look, it's flashy after all"

"Do you have hair?

"No, armor...... A peaceful city like Eliche. So, was it some kind of unsportsmanlike gear after all? Personally, I think it's super cool, but it doesn't even look like some kind of punishment game when you're alone."

"Really? I don't feel uncomfortable there..."

"You know what? In this world. But..."

Marina was rubbing against the owner in front of the stall in question.

I thought you were going to buy an Orica birthday present, but were you going to buy one of the items from the inner relationship of the elves as well?

"- Sounds like you're rubbing something?

"Sounds like it. Do you want to speak?

"... no, let's see how it goes a little. I wonder what Marina will do."

"That's a really strange encounter, your husband. I just thought that would be a good idea."

"You sound normally mean and mean when you say it."

"It's a proposition, your husband. This is the mood of a sister who watches over her stupid sister."

"You're claiming to be an idiot!

Marina basically equips herself perfectly with knight armor when she comes to the city, and Halvard carries it well with her. When Deanna and I were together, it wasn't as uncomfortable as it was because Deanna was an alley, but when she was alone, she was so evil that she stood out. It doesn't have to be. It's the Turks. I've hardly seen any other Turks in the city, and I guess they're a few species in this neighborhood.

When it comes to rubbing it in front of a market stall, it stands out.

Me and Deanna decided to keep an eye on each other for half the interest. If it looks bad, you can mediate.

"Why is that? Why won't you sell it to me?

Apparently, they can't sell the product.

"Shiatsu, you too. You can't sell what you can't. Damn."

No bites, no connecting shopkeepers.

"… money is right"

"I'm not talking about money. What we're selling here is a product from a spiritual elf. When we sell it to a fake elf, it involves a selling ticket for the store. Damn, I'm too busy with the Turks..."

Hmmm...... Is this the reality of discrimination of the Turks? Certainly not so much persecution...... but the indisputable manifestation of a sense of discrimination......

In fact, I never came across these discriminatory things when I or Deanna were with me (apart from Pocciari). That's probably because you don't bother to be disrespectful to slaves when your husband is around, or something like that - in other words, manners exist. What?

Even when I bought knight armor at the armor store, the shopkeeper was always Nicoyaka, but in his heart he probably thought "to the Turk habit..." just like that stall owner.

I wonder if Marina's odd desire to act with me was also to avoid this. That wasn't the kind of atmosphere I was going to have, but I don't know about people's deep psychology.

"Deanna, can you see what you're selling at the stall? I'm talking about the specialties in the elves?

Master Hai Elf's vision is Koisanman. We're 50 meters away from the stall, but we'll be able to afford it.

"What... and... is that... a race? Looks like they're selling races though."

"Lace is made by knitting that white string, that lace?

"Yes, it's like a decorative lace shop."

A racer, that's rare.

Speaking of which, I didn't have my hands on the lace when I handled the cloth, either.

"Does racing flourish in the elves?

"No... at least as far as I know, no one should have been wearing lace knitting... but"

If so, is it still a trick?

You mean, "I'm from the fire department"? Exactly. "I'm from inside the elves". Deceptive business practices are old smells again.

Marina is driven back by the store owner and pulls back. Can't you give up, bite my lower lip and stare away at the stall for a while.

Now, do you want me to take out half the con man?

On that occasion, it's easy for me to buy a race instead of a marina, pointing out that it's not a fake street owner.

But I'm sorry about that. I don't mean to get a sense of justice, but on top of the commercial rattle, discriminationist. Then there's no room for extenuating circumstances.

"Deanna, I'm gonna punish that stall, so just give me a minute. In some situations, we'll need your help, even then."

"? I got it."

Head to the Inchequi stall alone.

The sale does look like a decorative lace shop. A handkerchief with banded laces, geometric square decorative laces and clear laces with flowers and grass texts.

When it comes to the race that is most familiar to us, it would be the curtain of the race. But this isn't some kind of industrial product, it's naturally handmade. Though it doesn't look like a good object to make, nor does it have a fine design.

The sign says something to a large extent, but unfortunately I still can't read this letter. Probably selling them out as "racing stores direct from the inside of the elves" etc.

I spoke to him.

"Um, could this be the shop that deals with the items in the elves?

"Oh, yeah. You want to buy one, too? It's a special item in an elf, so it can't be cheap."

Apparently you don't know anything about me.

It doesn't mean that you know Deanna and I and came up with this business...

This is easy to do.

"... heh. This race is the elf's...... It feels a little bit like I saw it and it looks like a normal race, but I'm sure it has some great protection on it."

"Hehe, it's a handmade elf, it doesn't look special, but your brother's right, the spiritual protection is perfect."

I see. That's as expected so far. Sell a largely worthless product at a high price by detaching a non-existent grant effect…. A hybrid of deceptive and inspirational business practices. Well, it's a world where items with spiritual protection actually exist, so maybe inspirational business practices are a little different.

For once, I also sneaked an appraisal of the product in the "Mirror of Truth," but it is still just a normal race. (laughs) The protection of the Spirit.

"That's great. So what's the price...?

"You have a leg wage up to Eliche, it's one silver coin in this handkerchief that's the cheapest. Inside the elf is a forest at the foot of the 'mountains' far from here. I'm still pretty much studying this, huh?

"I see. Then you can snort even one silver coin."

That's a subtle bolt. Well, about as much as Marina was trying to buy, so I thought that would be about it...

1 to 2 silver coins in handkerchief. Banded decorative laces range from two to four silver coins. 5 silver coins for lace to decorate the edges of square cloth. I don't know what the market price for racing in this world is, but it's worth 15,000 yen a handkerchief, so I don't know if it's the case in Japan, or if I'm bad at it, I can buy it in Hermes.

Even if the race is boosted by preferences (preferences are basically expensive in this world), is it expensive?

"So, what do we do? Buy it, brother."

"Yeah, I definitely want it to be a very great product... you say, uh... you're coming to Eliche at the trade, right?

"Oh, yeah. It's only been about 10 days, but it's a good city."

"Yeah, it's a really good city"

So we have to get rid of the botched vendors.

"Actually, eagle, it's small in this city, but it's something we're letting do business with, and it's up to me to hear the rumors today. Heard you were selling the same stuff in the elves as the eagles..."

"Oh... oh, did I? Is that why you're in the same business?"

Subtly Kyodo Inchecker. It's the same business, but it's not the same business. A slightly peer-to-peer con artist.

"We don't make lace inside the eagle is purchasing, so the sale is something else entirely. But we also want to treat elf products as much as possible at our own place, beyond the sign" Inside the Elves "in Eliche."

"So you're here to scout?

"No, there's some of that, but because of it, I thought I'd exchange information. The elf forest you are contracting for was at the foot of the 'mountain', but what the eagle is trading for is a forest area further north of 'Lake Helipa', not that far from here, but there's not much of a specialty in it. Doesn't that mean the merchant is here to sell the products in the other elves? I was wondering if you could negotiate and give me the goods."

"Hmm? You're buying me all this?

"Yes.... I just want to say that you can't sell everything to one eagle either. More importantly, there are no eagles."

"No, you can buy them all if you want. I'm just going to buy it again."

"Oh! What a broad heart... But like I said, I don't have enough hands to buy all the stuff there…"

"So, what do we do?

Inchecker coming on a good ride.

I'll put out the OK first and grant the terms later. You manage to name it technique, a move with this kind of psychology.

Well, in fraudulent business dealings, that's usually the kind of tech that goes on in a composite way, so it's not even something I can put it in a nutshell.

"Actually, the eagle had an exclusive merchant contract with the inside of the elf north of 'Lake Helipa', and no other city has ever wholesaled the inside product yet. … the eagle is just a small store in the market here, and it's a rush."

"How could that have been exclusive?

"Hey, I'm embarrassed, is that a coincidence? The elf I helped in the woods was the eldest daughter in it, on that edge...... Until then, I was lucky enough to live a life with little to no human involvement, and the eagle is dedicated to me - it's small in scale, but it means that we're dealing with goods."

"Ho."

"So..., I hope that's a good one, but I'm selling it for the same price, both items in the elf. So..., can't you replace it..."

"Exchange?"

"Yes. Actually, it's just the day I receive the items inside, and I've spent most of my money on exchanging products. So even if there are a lot of products, there are only a few silver coins in hand… Oh, there must still be an elf just around the corner who can bring the merchandise, shall I? You can't trust what's inside the elf..."

"Replace... Replace... So, what's that product you're dealing with?

"Salt."

"What? Shima?

"Yes, the detailed place is a secret, but further north up the inside there was a mountain called their sanctuary Mount Himalaya, where the precious rock salt that can be collected is rich in spiritual power and, by making it edible from time to time, a wonderful thing to gain the power of the Spirit. And the elves inside are magically the best in health prayer, disease-free breath, rising gold luck, rising wealth, thriving business, thousands of customers, successful birth, promotion, romantic achievement, bonding, cheap fortune prayer, baby, passing prayer, scholastic achievement, home safety, travel safety, annihilation, and adding luck and defense to your possession as amulets."

Wow! The lies are coming out of me! Too much while I'm at it! Scared of the con artist's vocation!!

"What do you think? No, I don't think the salt the eagle sells will hang with the lace, but it means it's from the same elf."

"... Okay, okay. At the behest of my colleagues, I'll do the exchange."

I caught it!

It's like an incendiary can't laugh. Already a victory? I'm sure you are.

Well, from the guy's point of view, I guess that's what Ty caught in the shrimp.

"Oh! Really, thank you! We will now take the product, please wait a moment!

I bowed back my heel, giving thanks to you.