Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

"Hmm. Looks like we've got everything we need."

Well, just checking, but I came here to buy the scale (major) mainly, so even if it's not enough, there's no problem.

"Even so, you're all into shopping."

I meant to come around relaxed, but no one was coming in front of the cashier.

"Shh. Will you take another turn?"

I'm free to wait here, and why don't you go upstairs? I didn't see what was on the information board.

I found an escalator when I was wandering around, saying that I could go upstairs. I went upstairs.

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Um. Um. Yeah? What is it? Am I losing my mind? Whether it's the home center or the cheap hall, there's something impossible first, but it's your fault, isn't it?

I'm afraid when I touched what was there, it conveyed the feel and coolness of a mass of metal.

"Yeah. It's so tanky."

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Come on, man! What the hell, a tank! Why is it a tank! I don't even know what that means! I don't even want to know!

Really, what, what do you mean, what about that hazy demon king? You can barge in on people a lot! I'm gonna stick it in you right now!

"Besides, the tanks are selling bicycles. - You're in line. Big sale, all 500 million yen, I don't know if it's cheap or expensive!

Really, I don't weigh myself or anything. I'm a bastard, not at all.

When I screamed, I calmed down a little, so I could calmly look around... can you, you bastard!

"What is the space like this one weapons fair? You're not just selling tanks, you're selling battle helicopters, you're selling fighters!

So I don't know if a billion yen a fighter plane is cheap or expensive!

"Maybe it's more of an exhibit than a sale?

Looking around with a bumpy headache, a sales floor now appeared lined with a wide variety of guns.

"... America is also a bright blue gun heaven..."

Are you out of your mind that you're arranged on a shelf like a toy, ready to take it in your own hands?

Once, I touched Takel holding it, so it just gives me a headache to find out it's real here...

"… final disposition. How dare Beretta do that for three thousand yen. Good value for money."

Or something like that, there was a pop on it written in cute letters, and it was unwrought dozens of cloves in a cardboard box with a watermelon painting on it...

"I don't know what the price of a gun is - but you know it's definitely cheap."

Either that or you can't sell it at this price. The black market is bright blue. No, I don't know the black market.

"... over here, you're totally kidding me about a hundred yen a bullet grab..."

I already have a headache, so I turned right and headed to the opposite outlet.

"So, this is a fantastic weapons fair."

Armor and swords line up with slack.

"You're selling sixty pieces of all-body armor for a decent price over here. What's the difference?

No, I don't want anything anymore. Get back downstairs.

I'm not interested in weapons, and I have three abilities and a killer. And there's a wide variety of spheres. I'll beat you down with one iron ball, like a tank or a fighter.

When I came downstairs, something smelled good.

When I followed the smell of what it was, I went out to the food corner.

"... no, there will be some places, but come on..."

Is that why you're building it? I don't know if a customer will come. - Under the circumstances. Oh, no, that's what Kainer's Home itself is, but come on......

"Oh, bei."

And the recluse, who was in the food corner, noticed me and raised his hand.

"What do you want, in here?

I didn't ask for anything, but it just felt like I was sitting there.

"It smelled good, so I tried to come, but I didn't know what to do, so I waited for the clerk to come through."

I have a haunted aunt in the kitchen, but I have to figure out the system here, can't I?

"Do you have anything to eat?

You wouldn't know if I showed you the menu on the table, so I pointed to the picture of the menu on the corner.

"It is. Um, the fourth one from the right, please."

Is it pork bone ramen when you say number four from the right? Under what kind of thought did you get to that?

- I don't know, but people have their own preferences. I guess there was something coming. I left him for a moment and headed to the ticket machine.

Pick a pork bone ramen and my fox udon and take it to the corner.

"There you are. I can fix it."

The haunted aunt, who is a ghost but shows her aunt how to handle it, cut her ticket by half.

I didn't know how to react, so I only responded with 'oops' and waited to be able to do so.

Similar to the food corner I often look at, my haunted aunt made pork bone ramen and fox udon to go with a manual feel.

"Yes, wait a minute."

"Thank you."

Pork bone ramen and fox udon on the pelvis were brought to their seats.

"Smells good."

"Right."

The sweet, soggy scent of kelp gave me a little nostalgia.

... you used to eat in the factory cafeteria...

"I'll have it."

I forgot about your hiding place and ate your nostalgic fox udon.