Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

"... it feels more like a cursed tool..."

That's what I've been feeling since I took a look around at all the demonic items on display.

Well, not everything is, but only a few would want it. All the others were like made for the purpose of killing enemies.

"The ring that seals the magic of those who put it on, well, I don't think it's a good idea to use it for sinners and regulations, but if you remove it, it'll explode or something."

Then kill him all you want. Isn't that a prerequisite for suffering?

I don't want a puppet needle or a pot to purify poison, and I don't want to touch it. Dispose of it.

"I hope so, but I can't even seal it because it's not normal to use magic."

Then don't sell it! You have to go somewhere!

"Why don't you put it in a bag of bags?

I don't like it! Even my teacher brought me trouble. You have an infinite bag, too. Besides, you're talking about what the legendary Demon King created. It's your bag if you're going to behave.

"I don't want to! Disgusting!"

No, you told me to put that in my bag, didn't you? It's worse than the magic tricks we have here!

"Do you want to buy? I'll make it cheaper."

If you think you'll be willing to buy after listening to me and Pritsuya's conversation, you have a pretty nasty personality, too!

Angry Max. Did you just get busted? I thought, "I doubt it, or something like I came up with waited.

"What's wrong?

Wait a minute, Mr. Concierge. I'll sort my head out now.

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All right, I'm stuck.

"Mr. Concierge. I'll buy some magic props."

"Master Bae?

"What the hell is going on? What are you cursed about?

Let's not say that to you. Because I think I'm going to eat something worse than a curse...

"There's something I'd like to try."

Cursed tool, you can disarm me in my bond, right? I thought so.

Buy earrings that say they emit a poisonous scent of one and a half million yen and envelop them in a junction.

Don't think about it, feel the magic if it's a curse that you can put in your earrings by feeling it.

... There's something strange about the mixture of magic and will melted...

I feel it while eliminating it from flowing over here, shrinking the junction as I imagine it finely dividing when I touch the junction. And returned to nothing.

"Mr. Leiko, do you understand?

I felt it. I asked Mr. Leiko, who resembled it.

"... well, that's, like, totally gone...!?

Stunning Mr. Reiko. Does that mean success? My connections, super good.

When I did a few, I got the hang of it, and if I did twenty of them, I could disarm them in an instant.

"Have you rarely changed to a spellman?

"I mean, didn't you make a rare change to the spellman?

I know a rare change. Who are you? It's a mysterious ghost, Mr. Leiko...

"Oh, so I'm talking about something."

I just wanted to try what I came up with. I'm just out of line.

I threw the disarmed demon props into an infinite bag and also bought demon props that would hardly help.

"What do you do with buying something like that?

Previously, when I was filling the ring holder with ring-shaped demonic props when I made the pearl ring, Pritsuman came down from above my head and peered inside the ring holder.

"For ornamental use."

I got an Alchemy Ring or Magic Ring from my teacher, and then I kind of got stuck collecting it. Well, I'm just putting in something I made myself.

"Weird hobbies"

Fine. People have their own hobbies. It's polite not to say a word.

"Is it a magic attack system ring? Sure, it was popular 300 years ago."

I'm not going in there. Because it's a ghost!

"If you have a magic attack ring, you want a magic defense ring. I want the maids to have it."

My maid, I think it would be better if we had a defensive shield because we have a standard gun. The ring won't even get in the way.

... I wonder if Ko-Yu rings are waterproof...?

"That's good. I want the escort maid to have it."

We even had maids like that!? Who are you escorting? My family, if you want to kill me, I don't think you can do it without coming in an army...

For the weakest ocane, I still have so many boundaries.

"Mr. Concierge. Are you a magician at Kainer's Home? I'd like you to make a lot of things if you were here."

When I think about the future, I'm going to need demon props, and I want to improve my demon prop skills. I don't want to be eroded by any more appliances.

... It's not my hobby to have a slow life surrounded by appliances...

"Demonic props, can you buy them!

Something about Mr. Concierge approaching me with a serious face. Hey, what the hell?

"Ah, oh. I'll buy anything you need for your day to day life or any convenient magic equipment."

We're going to have more bases, and we want to install them on the airships we're going to build.

"Maybe, not f, not a..."

"It's Mr. Hal."

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Mr. Hal. Mr. Hal. Is Mr. Hal the magician?

I only think so from the joy of it.

"Yes! I'm a magician. But I didn't have a job and I was in concierge."

I can imagine a lot of hard times, but I don't like the thought of craftsmen moving into sales, do you...

"But is it okay if I ask Mr. Concierge to do it?

Even though he was a magician, he would have a different share.

"It's okay. I'll send out a request for a repositioning in no time!

Oh, yeah, damn. Well, about Kainers is Kainers' realm. That's not what I'm talking about.

"Well, here's what I want you to say."

And, to Mr. Hal, who shines his eyes, he made a request for a demonic prop.