Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

─ ─ Though I tried to come, the harbor was off-limits except for those involved. Besides, I don't know where you're going.

"... Dossupe..."

Well, leave yourself to my luck to meet and trespass. I'm sorry about that.

Untie the camouflage junction in a textual place. Well, where was it?

Look around, but no one knows. No, no, no, no, no.

"We don't have many ships, have we left port?

More than anything else in a thriving business, Redhead was there when I changed direction to see the harbor lost.

Ooh. What's this meeting luck? I'm scared of something. I'm seriously cursed by something!?

"... you..."

Did you go shopping or did you have a bag packed with groceries in both hands? Surprisingly, you live nearby?

"Long time no see...... isn't it? Well, good to see you."

Well, let's interpret this place as God's guide. How dare you!

"Oh, I see you, is that like something?

You're not welcome at all. Did I do something to make you hate me?

"Oh. To your father. Can you take me with you?

"... what can I do for you...?

"We're talking business. Well, if you don't admit it, I'll go home."

That was clever, and I blushed in my rhetoric.

"It's nice to notice, but you can't put that on your face. You can't get past your father."

It seemed to be a star, and I looked at it even more. Ahaha. It's easy to understand.

"Lady, what have you done?

And Osands sprung up on you.

"What the hell is Temei?

Osands staring at Giroli. You've been doing this lately, haven't you, me?

"Apparently, I'm back in strength - but I can't do it right now. Rapid recovery seems to be good for you, and in the long run, it's from Wally."

Fantasy pills work fast, but they're just forcing them to recover, and they're not getting power from some strange world. The distortion really does come out.

"Temei, no, you're the druggist kid who saved us!?

Oh, hey, Ossans, you didn't know me because I left you passed out.

"Oh, that pharmacist kid."

"Sorry! You're rude to my benefactor."

And, at the same time, Ossans bowed his head.

... Oh my goodness, you are a much more courteous Ossans...

"Don't worry about it. I'm getting paid as a pharmacist. This way, every time."

The most profitable thing you can do is make a good deal out of it.

"Better than that. I've met your captain. Can you show me around?

"Absolutely. I don't have a pier to close to my benefactor."

"─ ─ Hey, balloona!? On your own!

"My lady. I like that sentiment, but it's time and time. Have eyes that spot the tide. That's it now."

Ho. That's just how much there is under that captain. You have a good eye and a good spirit. Exactly. A superb adventure merchant.

"... Wow, I know! Come on!"

"Huh. You're adored."

I giggled and showed the Ossans leader a nigga.

"... I see. The captain's right, you're not just a kid..."

"I'm a busy, shitty kid. It's not just Osama. Osama."

"Osama is superfluous. I'm thirty again."

"That's rude. That was a difficult time. So, shall I call you brother?

"... Osama is fine. When you say something to me, it's annoying..."

"Ahaha. That would help. I told you, my body is so nasty."

He has a bad face, but the contents are not pleasant. I like it.

"Huh. Don't go crazy talking to you about something. Well, fine. Come on, I'll show you."

And where I brought him to Osama was the building next to the mall.

Shobo is better than the mall, but it is well built. Old hall or something?

"Are Osama and the others quite historic adventure merchants?

"Why would you think that?

"It would be the Old Hall, here. Well, I don't think newcomers are allowed in. They're here for nothing."

It was a good example of aging and getting worse.

"... who the hell are you...?

"Oh, you haven't introduced yourself yet. I'm bei. It's from the village of Bobra. Say hello."

I'm not convinced of anything - they're looking at me with my face, but I was forced to grab Osama's hand and shake it.

"... I'll say so."

I threw up one sigh and went inside.

They're just used with the office, so it doesn't look like a receptionist or anything.

Going up to the third floor, the room facing the sea is in your father's office.

"Heh. That's pretty wide."

The new building was about fifteen tatami, but the old one had more than twenty tatami, and I saw three doors that would lead to a separate room.

"Well done, bei"

My medicine, my diet, and enough sleep made my complexion look good.

"Whoa. Sorry to bother you."

He was passed inside and led to a qualitative table.

When I sat down in my seat, the red-haired lady served me tea.

"Hehe. Rye tea is awesome. Are you even going to the southern continent?

"You know the tea on the southern continent, you're a really funny guy"

That's great. I'm not calling you a kid.

"Ma'am. I have friends on the southern continent who send me lots of things every year."

"Hmm. I envy that. So, shall we put out a different one?

"No, that's fine. I like rye tea too."

Tea that tastes a little unique, but when I get used to it, it tastes hazy. And then it goes with the pickles.

Take a bite and see your father.

"Adventure merchant, are you quitting?

The offices were all cleaned up.

"Oh. I don't have a ship, and I've lost my credibility. I can't help it."

"Right. That's no use."

What a rotten story, but a blessing for this one.

Words break, we stare at each other.

My father kept his eyes off me and kept grinning invincibly. It's like showing you everything you've got.

"... one thing, I want to make a request to your father"

"Underwritten"

An unexpected laugh creeps up in the instant answer, but I indulged in it and put the wind magic sword out of my pocket on the table.

"An advance. Take it."

"Oh. I did get it."

I like it. That's my contract. I can't give in - it's my absolute rule.