Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

The parent, remembered but auspicious - seemed like an outsider, immediately went to prepare for the move.

That said, it's not the amount I can prepare in an hour or two, so I decided to meet up in the evening in front of Lady Glenn's cozy temp.

"Now, what are we going to do and kill time?

I don't even have anything to say about this. Hey, nothing, but it's 1: 30 in the afternoon. There's not enough time to do something. Well, do you want to walk bra?

I walked bra for about five minutes. I smelled a good smell coming from the stall doing well in the corner of the street.

"... baked rabbi..."

It's already past the nuts in season, but some varieties are in this time of year. Maybe it's a rabbi of that breed.

"There you are."

A peek at the stall showed about fifty aunts doing business.

"Auntie, fill this up"

I took the monkey out of the storage bag and gave it to my aunt. Koyu stalls are basically, they bring in utensils.

My loving aunt made an omelet and created a bench next to it with dirt magic, where she decided to have it.

"This tastes thin, too."

I praised the street rabbi while eating the rabbi that Pritsuo said would have his own head as well.

"Well, it depends on the breed"

Sure, it's thinner than the labby on Brala Island, but I'm not dissatisfied with what I said. Not a good dessert after dinner.

Something familiar passed me as I was eating a mogmog watching people go out.

"... Ah, old man when renting a warehouse"

Uh, name, what was that? Not Sea, not Sir... I can't remember. What was that?

"It's Barza, Mr. Viberfakfinie"

"Uh, hi, Mr. Burza. I totally forgot, but I remember."

"What are you so rude about, Bei?"

If you say that in front of him, you're out.

"Today, you've got some pretty cute people. Are you sure you want to introduce me?

"This, Plitzhan. I'm a resident over my head, and this is Doremi. He's a resident next to me."

"Really? Nice to meet you, Pritsuya and Doremi."

I have quite an iron heart. I don't show any upset at all, you old lady.

"I, Prish. Pritz, that's my nickname. Don't get me wrong!

Even though Pritsy is definitely cuter than Prish.

"Was I? Okay, again. Nice to meet you, Mr. Prish."

Nicholy-laughing Barza old man. In a way, you're the one with the same nerves as you.

"Wanna take a walk?

"Yeah. I was bluffing the city with something off today. So is Mr. Viberfakfinie?

I asked as I watched the rabbi that went into the monkey.

"Well, let's kill some time. How about if you're free?

I put a monkey up to show it.

"Right. May I accompany you?"

The attentive Pritsu-An opened the place and sat there thanking him.

"Mr. Berza, which is better, booze or tea?

The baked rabbi is moisture in your mouth, because you can have it, and without a drink, it's tight.

"Alcohol, then. I did not hesitate to say that I met with Master Taj yesterday and heard that Mr. Viberfakfinie had a rare alcoholic beverage. I love alcohol."

I can't drink that much, I added.

Taj? Who is it? That's a lie. I know exactly who it is. It must be that guy, that guy. Well, I wouldn't dare say who.

"Right. Then..."

Properly one bottle from the storage bag...... served brandy.

"You can drink as you go. You can divide it with water and drink it. I've heard that it's nice to drink in tea. First, take a sip."

I put out a glass of water and tried it first.

"Ho. It tastes like something I've never drank before, but it tastes really good!

"It's more on the tongue than anything. Well, drink as well as you can."

"Fine, so I'll take that as a pretty expensive one?

"What do you think? A couple of silver coins, maybe?

Looks like it's foreign, I don't know.

"Well, the talk of gold in front of the good liquor is impeccable. Drink and taste."

I have Brala juice (Pritzan is coffee sheep's milk. Doremi is sheep's milk) and made a toast with Barza's grandmother.

Talk to the public while knobbing a baked rabbi.

"No, I'm an Alliance employee. Because accepting warehouses is a guild job."

In the public discourse, when I heard what chamber you work for, I got that answer back.

"Have you been left?

I also asked Mendoxe a lot of distancing questions, so I went straight into the room.

"Yes, there's a lot going on in the guild."

Birza's old man who speaks softly. Again, this guy can. I know what I'm trying to do.

"Same everywhere, is it? You're struggling."

Well, where there are people, there are factions, so...

"There is no other way. To feed my wife and my children."

Hmm, I think about it as I look at Barza's old man.

Grandma was enjoying her brandy with a face she noticed but didn't.

... Huff. I'm also good at abdominal arts...

"Well, why don't you take a new job?

"Transfer, is it? Depends on the job description and salary."

Stay with me. But that's the merchant.

"In the business of dealing with the world, the salary needs to be discussed with the Guild Manager. I'm still short of talent, deputy guild managers, accountants, whatever."

That would be enough for this old lady.

"Because someone else is inviting you?

"No, I figured if you ask me out, I'd be good with someone who's good and willing."

Not responding to that, take a sip of brandy. Slowly swallowed. Yeah, that's prudent and nice.

"Well, I won't ask for it right away. That's a lot of things. If you want to, Father, visit Blarney. I'll talk to your father. Well, I kind of got to know him, so here we are. Oh, celebrate this encounter with another bottle. Have fun and taste it."

I broke up with him and headed to someone I knew well, led by my luck.