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Designated tribes have a very good culture.

The strongest one is the right one.

If you have a complaint, speak with your fist, not with your tongue.

“Let's start with cleaning. You guys.”

And I'm the strongest one here.

“Look at the tail of the theater. What is this? Is this cobwebs decorative? You want to decorate it with mold? Look at that rotten grass. It's a garbage can, very. When a guest walks in here, they think they're food waste. ”

- No... but...

“Stronger than me? Are you better at acting than me? Are you handling this better than I am? ”

- No...

“Well, have a mop, guys. We're not amateurs. It's the next story with the rehearsal of the bloodstream and the outcropping and the environment. The environment is a person's mind. If you guys think you're trash, then the theater is trash. No, pick up the mop. Didn't you hear me? Are you sure?”

I was not a human being who said I would be beaten with empty words.

Gentlemen do not make threats. It's just a beating.

The Sluggish Blood selected Hobgoblin and served it as a fist massage.

“Do you want to get hit again? ”

Actors lifted the mop as they made tears.

‘I thought a decent elf had entered my youngest, but it turned out to be a tiger.'

“Wet is good. It's a designation trait, but who likes rotting water and rotting guts? It's just lazy. But [Designated People Love Humidity] Instead, [Real Learning Doesn't Care about the Environment] If you try to be insensitive, you're surrounded by Assari scum. Are you guys dogs?”

- Don't, youngest. I think it's too much to say...

“Huh. I see you still haven't reflected. There are bastards in your heads right now. From now on, when I say something, I say," Woof. "Do you understand?”

- Wow...

“Less bullshit. ”

- Woof!

“Very well. Put the mop on your hands. You clean up the theater, you clean up your own mind. I wipe my heart out until the creeps run away. Do you understand?”

- Woof!

One day, the next day, plus two days of mopping.

I went back and forth between the well and the theater with a one-eyed water tank.

“Sir, don't even think about rolling around the well. Raise it with the feeling that you've become a servant of a nobleman. Immerse yourself in the smoke. How valuable is the opportunity? I clean up and get used to the role of a servant while kicking out the son of a bitch in the heart. It's another Sampi.”

- Wow, wow...

The one-armed actor removes the rotten water from the bottom of the theater and digs up the rotten dirt.

“Shoveling is not just shoveling. That's absurd. Congratulations. You are experiencing the absurdity of 3,000 people for free. ”

“Imagine that. Now you're a warrior on the battlefield. I lost my arm in the war. Okay? The war is so intense, the commander won't let me rest even if I lose an arm. We need to build a fence and dig up the moat. Continue. If it is a warrior's duty not to retreat from the battlefield, is it a warrior's duty to shovel even as a one-armed man? No, it's just dirty. ”

- Ugh... gross...

“Duty is beautiful. But when you get to the extreme, sometimes it's not beautiful. There are times when obligations get ugly and virtues get dirty. And when you do, the more you stay true to your duty, the weirder things get. Weird dirt. Dirty weird. That's absurd. Dig. Sunbae, water it. Doubt whether you're a warrior or not, and work hard, doubtful. ”

- Wow... I'm shoveling...

The external learner completely listened to me.

“Did you take out the trash? ”

- Woo, the youngest.

“From now on, I'm cutting down new logs and making chairs. Do you like it?”

- Wha...

“Here's a chair for our guests to sit in. Let's say the bloodstream lasts an hour. They don't look at you for an hour. But he's got his ass stuck to a chair for an hour. It's the only chair in the theater that serves the audience from start to finish. If the chair is uncomfortable, the play will be uncomfortable. ”

I understand this is a very important mission, young lady.

“Come make a new chair with me today. And while we're at it, we're also going to be making regular seats and special seats.

- Woof. Loyal.

And...

The extremist caught the spider well.

- No... Sonia, I've seen extremes like this...

Very profane profanity.

- Come to think of it, it's wrong for bugs to wander around! I'll clean it up quick!

[Members of the extreme clay and dust submit to your authority.]

[The extreme ‘mud and dust’ recognizes you for what you really are!]

After the cleanup, I didn't stop walking.

I heard the tower's voice and came up with something to fix.

- Hey, Sonia...

“Yes?”

- Do you mind if I ask what you're doing with the ladder?

I went up to the entrance of the theater in layers. Feeling error in both hands. In front of my nose was an engraved sign that said [mud and dust].

“As you can see, I'm going to change the sign. ”

Hobgoblin, the extremist, panicked.

- Go. Change the sign?

“Yes, 130-year tradition is fine, but frankly, we're a minority. We need a name that appeals more actively to the audience than to pretend to be something cool, like mud and dust. ”

I turned the old sign upside down.

Untitled back plate.

You bring the error to your fingernails and smash the letters on the plank.

“Okay. That's harsh. ”

I was pleased to see the new sign.

[indistinct chatter]

-.......

Hobgoblin switched between my face and the sign.

- Sonia?

“Speak.”

- But it's not bullshit, is it? We are 130 years old….

“I heard from the elders. Ultimate liquor. I heard you owe fairy merchants a lot of money. ”

The extreme drink flinches.

“I heard fairies come to urge debt at least once a full night. ”

- Them. Them. All that nonsense from the youngest...

“It's not a great tradition. You have to take responsibility for your people. You're the owner of this theater. Attract guests, get popular. Actors don't sleep in dressing rooms, they sleep in the right places. Isn't that right?”

-.......

“I'm a fairy. You still know how to do business better than the designated people. It's time to bring at least one more guest. If we do this, the extremes will collapse. ”

I carried the printing presses into the street.

“Ultimate [Bullshit]! Next Saturday night, at the extreme [Bullshit], we're playing the White Warm! ”

- Ugor.

The Hopgoblins are on their way.

The Elven ticket members who came out to promote from the other theaters smiled.

- What, bullshit?

- Where'd he come from?

All right, here comes the reaction. It's better than being indifferent at all.

Now the water's cracking. Leading this in a good direction is the role of publicity and the mission of the ticket office.

“Woof! Woof! There's a taste of bullshit you can't hear anywhere in this city! Who's tired of salt salts being good? The bad guys are the worst in the world! Welcome! Ah, there are no more of these bastards in all the world! A real son of a bitch is coming for you! ”

- Ugor.

- Fairies are fun.

- Cute little girl.

Hobgoblins huddle around the streets.

-.......

The extremist who was following me was staring at me dazed.

When the passers-by seemed to gather a little, I took out a small step in the spleen.

“Here! Great warriors! It's not every day bloodstream! ”

I bounced my fingers.

Diing-!

A cheerful sound rang out of the air.

The passersby across the street is surprised at the sound of a beating on the piano keyboard.

- Ogre?

- What was that?

The identity of the sound was simple. They shot the error in two places at the same time and collided with each other.

The error shivers and the air vibrates, making sounds similar to a piano tune.

It was quite difficult to manage an error, but not difficult for me.

“Behold!”

I subsequently caused a wavelength of error.

Music that can mimic even me who is immersed in music. It was a chopsticks march.

“Ouch! Even a fairy tribe that sells seals can handle this kind of error! That's extreme nonsense! How wondrous of you to show such a close bloodlust! ”

Bright skies and sunny streets.

I played with nothing but my fingers moving.

It worked.

- Wave noise?

- Nonsense. Oh, my god.

- Is that supposed to be an error...?

Finally, the passers-by stopped and began to look only at my side. It wasn't just the passers-by. The ticket members of the large theater group also opened their eyes.

“There's not a word in theatrical bullshit! Salt! Ketugger! No one plays the line! The fire does not speak. It's just Tao! Witness the first zero-metabolism bloodshed in history! ”

- No metabolism...

The Hopgoblins opened their mouths as they watched my dazzling gestures.

- Could there have been no metabolism in the bloodstream?

- Well, I can't say a word at all...

The man who was frightened to come. A person who suspects an advertisement called metabolic-free bloodlines.

[How could he? Surprise and doubt. Two of the best emotions in public relations were mixed into the air of intersections.

“If the actors say one word, we'll give you a full refund! Full refund in one line! Get double entry in 2 Ambassadors! I'll give you my entire fortune in three words! ”

I handed out flyers with a smile on my face.

“It's not a daily bloodline! Bring us a flyer and we'll give you one complimentary guest, one complimentary companion per person! Free Entry Available! We don't spend money, we make money! Thank you! Yes, thank you! ”

The passersby already has no strength to refuse the paper I hand over.

I was slightly mesmerized, and I picked up the flyer as if it had been intoxicated by a dark aroma.

I ran out of billboards soon.

“Thank you! Until the day of the play! We'll play here every day! Of course the concert is free! Oh, this is bad. I owe the Merchant Guild a lot of money, but they're really bankrupt! I'm desperate!”

I grabbed the extremist's hand.

The extremist was a little surprised, but he took my hand. The gaze of the passers-by caught my attention, and I smiled.

Okay. Okay.

“You have a famous actress! No one plays better than the bankrupt actors! They don't have a home! It's really just the stage now! The academic premise is that performance and wallet assessment are inversely proportional! This is extreme bullshit. I'm in it. Next Saturday evening. Next Saturday night at dinner. Thank you. Bullshit! Next Saturday evening! ”

I bow to the passers-by.

I also greeted the extremist who held my hand.

No one clapped or cheered, but the atmosphere was not bad. Excellent. I quickly got off the streets scattering the sales smile I learned from the Black Dragon Juice.

- Wow.

The messenger mutters.

- Aren't you ashamed?

"I'm doing my job. I'm embarrassed. ’

- Yeah, you're a marshal.

‘This is where the farmers were kicked out and the miners ran away and built the bridge. What's wrong with putting flyers on the road? This is also work.’

- Seriously... he'll survive falling in the middle of the jungle or in the middle of the desert. He's a hell of a salty bastard. I can't believe we're shipping a guy like you out to the world.

- Keketruecker...

Sonia, who became mentally ill, had a strange look on her face.

A face with half a chicken mixed with respect and self-esteem.

- It's great, but it seems that you were great in a way that was different from what I usually imagined from Keketruecker... No... Is this more like Kebuker...?

Come on.

This is who I am.

Meanwhile, after being completely off the streets, the extremist opened his mouth.

- Are you serious?

“Huh? What is it? ”

- The metabolic-free blood-polarization. How can you not play any lines onstage?

“Of course I do. Do you think I'd lie to my potential guests? ”

- But…….

“Don't worry. I'm going to do whatever it takes to make it worth my while. If I don't feel right, I'll be on stage by myself. You don't have to worry about lying to your guests at all. ”

-.......

“I have more work to do. Our theater would be stocked with new chairs by now. VIP seats... Choose only special seats and make sure they are neat and tidy. Price is 12 times that of normal seats. ”

- Twelve times?

I was surprised by the extremist.

- Like that...

“The flyers are scattered all over the place. Anyone who comes as a guest, bring a pamphlet. There's going to be a lot of free people, and you have to pick out the extra seats that you don't have. ”

- Ha, but isn't it too expensive?

“Expensive. Only guests who don't value it. ”

Dying.

I flicked the error lightly.

“You saw everything I was running back there. If you're a curious warrior, you'll want to get as close to my performance as possible. to get used to it.”

-.......

“It's too expensive for [a guest who came to see a concert], but it's too cheap for [a warrior who came to learn error]. We're going to pull electrons for free, and we're going to pull profits out of the latter. Ultimate liquor. Trust me, hit the price. ”

The next day.

Since noon, three or four Hopgoblins have been standing in front of the theater.

- Is this some kind of extreme bullshit?

- I heard there's a gig next Saturday. I want to get a seat in front of me.

- I heard that even the Elves are on stage... Really? I'm looking for a concert ticket for that fairy.

At the price, Hopgoblin warriors simply bought seats.

After selling VIP seats to four of you, the extremist looked at me with an unbelievable face.

This wouldn't have happened after the theater.

“What do you say?”

I smiled.

“Am I right? ”

Two days later.

VIP seats sold out.