Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life

After returning to paradise, replenishing ingredients, alcohol, and sightseeing in paradise and defeating the Sacraments with the Bells, and watching Mel and Meral smile in touch, I left paradise.

Phew, I wasn't wearing all kinds of gear last time, so I was even preached on top of being stopped by a gatekeeper, but this time I was able to pass through the castle gate of the Kingdom of Beryl without anything.

I wasn't sure what level of gear I could wear when it came to gear, but when I got my initial gear, it put me through without any problems. Even though there's a way to tell if you're a criminal, it helps to loosen it somewhat.

"Well, it's still snack time, what do we do?

I just want to jump right into the pleasure zone, but Silfi's words that were sent back saying, 'Then Yuta, don't take too many sharks off,' blur the back of my brain.

... Let's just put up with removing the limiter until night and collect the alcohol and groceries available in Wang Du while the sun is high. I got caught up in every hassle last time, and you should get what you want early.

I definitely want to get the mead that Sylphi and the others liked and go home. Marie plans to collect alcohol from all over the continent, but there must be alcohol that can only be bought locally, so let's look for things.

Taking it easy shopping alone should also give you a good breath.

"Huh, I was supposed to put up with you till night..."

Why is there a sign right in front of you saying, 'Size is justice'?

I should have been buying and collecting fish and alcohol from the lake, but somehow my feet had been drawn to the pleasure zone.

And even though the sun is high when he realizes it, he walks around flirtatiously fascinated by the stores that create a seductive atmosphere, stopping in front of the familiar store.

Why is this store more or less? I can't because I need a lot of preparation to get to Beryl's gems, but there must be a lot of attractive shops besides the ones I visited last time.

Am I sympathetic to the justice that 'size is justice'? A kind uncle's words, such as Binbine's Brumbourne vitamin, are reframed in the brain.

"... well, a little early but do you want to take off the limiter? If you chose this store unconsciously, my soul would want justice for this store."

"Taro's brother!

The moment I was in the mood to go, words popped into my ear that I couldn't miss hearing.

Taro? Whatever you think of Taro, it's a Japanese name, right?

Could the Japanese be in this world besides me? I've felt traces of people from different worlds before, but if you're Japanese and the kind of guy who steps into a pleasure zone while the sun's high, you're going to feel a lot like me.

Well, still, I'm afraid of contact all of a sudden because of the possibility of dangerous people. You should get Silfi to find out who Taro is and make contact with him. Let's check your face first.

My brain cells, which were growing in troubles, bounced the conclusion in an instant, and gaze in the direction in which my voice spoke so as not to be noticeable.

...... hmm? No one looks Japanese......? Is that it? Um, some bad gala guy who's seen something, he's smiling and he's running at me. Who is it?

"Taro's brother, long time no see! If you are coming to Wang Du, please call me. My parents and Jude's brother have been waiting for Taro's brother."

Bad gala man stops right in front of me, smiling and talking to me, including a familiar name.

... I remember. This is Jude's cousin. You're the one who respected Mr. Blast by saying Han or something.

When that happens, does Taro mean me? My name is Yuta... Yeah, speaking of which, it was one of those night games with my real name, and I think I named him Taro under a pseudonym.

Even though I never forgot the name of the H store, my pseudonym seemed to be sealed deep in my memory. I'm a little embarrassed about the honesty of my brain cells.

However, the fact that Taro is me means that the presence of the Japanese is an illusion. It's a little unfortunate because I have plenty of life right now, but I also want to talk to people in the same hometown. I wanted to thrive on the cultural differences between Japan and this world.

"Um, it's been a while. How are the blasts?

"Yes. Well, there's a lot of fighting going on, but everyone's doing fine."

Mr. Blast is a protégé of the slam, and his men would have a lot of fights. Is it okay if you live without constant wounds?

"I wish I was well"

"Yes. Good."

... What happened to Jude's cousin after he replied with a smile? He's looking at me like that.

This cousin, he doesn't care at all. I'm sure this cousin understands that this is a pleasure zone, right?

Normally, it would be polite to pretend you didn't notice and not speak up, wouldn't you?

In this case, I know I'm in a benefactory position for Mr. Blast and I haven't looked at him in a long time, so I can hear him.

But then, after you say hello, you have to walk away. Or you can ask me for my spare time and walk away with a meeting with my parents. There must be a lot of ways.

"Well, Taro's brother, I'm coming with you. Parents will love it."

Why is this cousin trying to take me? That's why I can't get out of my cousin's shoes.

What do we do? You say no because this place is masculine and you play with 'Size is Justice'?

... Though I'm in the position of a benefactor, I don't feel comfortable declining to go see a slum face player to play with sex.

I have business, so next time I say it, if you're playing in a happy neighborhood that seems to have a deep connection to the back society, you'll easily find out the lies.

When that happens, he also finds out how much he wanted to play with sex, and it's certain to scratch the big shame.

Jude told me about the store you recommended, so you know how I feel... but it's just embarrassing to find out that you lied and were haunted in the pleasure zone.

"... well, I was going to show my face to Mr. Blast and the others, shall I come with you"

"Yes. Let's go!"

Gala's bad cousin took him to the slums after the pleasure district. If I'd shopped until sundown as planned, wouldn't I have met this cousin?

I don't know why, but I feel like I hear a song about calves being sold.

"Is that? Is that a eel being burned in that stall?

Walking with my cousin in a dark mood, I smelled a fragrant memory from the stall.

"Yes. That's the eel stall that Taro's brother taught me how to swing. With a good parent, the eel becomes a slam right and becomes very popular in the slam. It hasn't been accepted by the stamina yet, but it's become a secret popularity in the pleasure zone."

My brother-in-law speaks proudly. He said that when he taught him how to twist an eel, but Mr. Blast seemed to have spoken well with the fisherman's guild.

I didn't see the eel at the fishmonger where the tank is, so I was wondering what happened, but if it's spreading at all, any day will come when the eel will be added to the fishmonger.

Then it could also be a stunning seed with the fisherman's guild, but if it became a slam right, Mr. Blast would protect it well, wouldn't he?

It's a big problem when rights flow back to society in Japan, but Mr. Blast should be child-friendly and critical safe because it's good for hungry children.

Mr. Blast's tracks look like Mr. Jude's, so the eel's going to be the savior for the kids for a while.

After that......... well, irresponsible, but it will become. I just wanted to eat eels, so I can't be held responsible until after that.

"So the slum kids are doing well, too?

I'm reminded of the kids who caught a ton of eels for me. I'd love it if the eel fishery was well fed by those kids.

"Yes. Well, the adults of the slums are getting their hands on eel fishing, but the kids are making good money because their parents designated the king's capital side of Lake Beryl as the territory of the kids. You might have gained a little weight compared to before."

"Heh, good for you."

Have you got a place for the kids? The Wang Du side would be somewhat safe, and it would be in the interest of the children for a long time, unless it was root-picking as well, if they were not to engage with adults. Mr. Blast sounds like a brain muscle, but you're pretty good at it.

"Oh, wait a minute"

I approached the entrance to the slam, so I took out the robe and put on the hood. You're exposed to Mr. Blast and the others, but you don't have to expose yourself to other slum dwellers, do you? It makes it harder to play at night.

You seem to miss something. That war will be remembered. I listen to my brother-in-law who says something like that and breaks into the slam.

Last time I was surrounded by Mr. Jude and the others, I summoned Silfi, but this time my cousin is with me, so I can walk the slam without getting involved.

Perhaps this poor cousin of Gala has quite a position as well, as he is occasionally bowed his head by the bad guys of Gala. Then I wanted you to distract me and ignore me in the pleasure zone.

As he pushed his grievances to death and walked away, he went out into a familiar square. Mr. Blast went wild here, didn't he?

By the treatment of Vita's cheetoclass, Mr. Blast's family Zombie Attack. It would have been a nightmare for them, but as far as I'm concerned... well, maybe it means good memories.

No... it won't be a good memory for me either because it reminds me of Mr. Blast crawling on all fours and waiting to be treated with his sword buzzing his butt.

As I walked through the square and approached Mr. Blast's mansion, my brother-in-law ran away, telling me to wait a moment.

"Taro's brother is here! I'll let my parents and brother know. Welcome!

My brother-in-law screams out loud in front of the mansion. Bad gala men coming out of the mansion with a walrus in response to that voice.

That's it... that cousin, you don't do a lot of things.

Can I play in the pleasure zone this evening?