Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

I came to a fun square.

"Oh, fine, come on."

Two more caravans were coming to the square.

One squad is a familiar caravan that came last year, and the other looks like the first caravan I've ever had.

I guess I got there yesterday evening, the tent was properly stretched, and I could tell very well that I was obviously willing to sit for a few days.

I have to say hello to the ladies before I head to my shop to look at such a good customer.

"Thank you."

The village ladies were very busy preparing it because it was about time for the main unit to come, and I didn't, but I prepared it with a lively smile.

The women of the settlement were employed in each house. The women of the sea are seafood. Mountain women are mountain blessings. Restaurant headed by Sappur. A tech store that excelled in the art of sari bari and fashionable store Toala who does barber shops. d You're flying so far into business that I don't think you're in the country.

I went to the store to say hello to the women to some extent.

"Oops, it's late as expected."

"Really, Bei won't change."

"The man who pierces the living, Beh."

I'll say something like that, but they laughed at me with my nose.

Well, a little communication. I don't give a shit.

"How far have we gone?

"I've done my worst stylish shelving."

Mr. Ferrier is more stylish and smarter than Salivari. Thank you.

I leave the product to Ferrier, and I take the product out of the storage bag.

Although the store itself is small, it uses the junction to make it a cartridge method, so the storage capacity is high. Why does it take so long to serve?

When I was silently serving it, it was getting noisy out there again.

"What's going on?

This is Ferrier. Pritsy is... that, hey. Where'd he go?

Well, it's better than being pulled off like Elina. Do whatever you want.

"I wonder what?

I kept selling it because the problem was like that, and the Mountain Tribe aunt came in.

"Beh, come here for a second!

Mendoxe is still in charge here. And an intermediary between the caravan and the village. I excited myself that I couldn't make a big face without doing what I did.

"Aye. I'm coming. Ferrier, I need more."

"Yes, sir. You can do as much as you like. I'll do it on my own."

Wouldn't it be nice to leave this shop to Ferrier? When I managed to get outside thinking about something like that, the thin dirty old ladies were falling down.

"Uh, again?

When I asked my aunts, I got a bitter laugh back.

"Oh, but this time, you've done your best."

"Right. I think I did my best."

I don't know what the consolation is, but it's out when you knock it down. Or penetrated in my heart and took a deep, long sigh.

"Well, that's fine. So, what is it?

Whether they're bad or not, I'm on Saple's side. It's you who makes it white, even black. Come on, come on, come on! It is.

"Why did you have to go away when you came early?"

See the old ladies falling again. After all, I don't look like a caravan.

Originally, the square is a quick winner. It's just a square, of course. However, this place is safe enough for me to manage, equip, and compare to others.

This place is essentially mine no longer. It works by my rules. That has convinced both the village chief and the villagers, and has received acceptance and support from the major caravans.

Well, of course he doesn't know it's none of my business. Oh, not the rules set by the state, but by me on my own. If you don't want to protect it, you don't have to, and there are signs all over the square that say how to use the square. Don't hesitate to ask me if I know that.

But they don't have my protection, and I don't want to do business with them. Arrogant, selfish? Oh, yeah, I am. So what?

What you're doing is mafia, but you're going to need a threat to figure out what's wrong with putting together a square that the lords of these times have renounced. Only in fantasy can we govern with kindness and compassion.

I'm on the side of a falling old man, who would be the head of a caravan out of his stature, seeing a mid twenties lady.

... That's a bong...

I decided so with that sweet face.

"You guys didn't read the sign?

"You know that! This is a public place! Why would I have to go away if I'd come early to that!

"In that public place there are those who manage, and there are decisions. If you don't like it, appeal to the lord here and let it pass with your strength. But I won't let you use this place, and if you can handle it with force, you can handle it with force. Think hard before you act. Oh, by the way, I'm the janitor in this square. I don't care if you knock me out as a kid, and I don't mind insulting you. I don't want to violate your freedom."

Now, when I told him what to do with my eyes, Bonbon retreated and blued his complexion.

Well, there are a lot of aunts behind me. Besides, he's showing a stare. If I could just stand flat in front of this, I'd be god no longer. I admire you. [M] I'll fall at that foot.

But there's no way that's happening, and Bonbon ran away looking like he was going to chick.

"Damn it, it's a hassle. Keep those around you on the edge, please."

I'll leave the rest to my aunts. You're gonna clean it up like it's okay.

"Right. Let's take a look around."

The time now is 3: 30. The caravan who left the previous village early is about to arrive. I don't necessarily want an idiot like Bombon, so why don't you go around and give me confirmation and advice?

Huh. I'll leave it to you or someone next year. I'm too busy to take my time.