Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (WN)

"Oh, it's Anne the Shield, it's been a week."

We only go around the mall where we go in Castle Town.

The arms dealer's father opens his mouth with Pocan when he looks at Raftaria for some reason.

"I didn't see you in a while... you grew up on Mr. Sebastian"

"Huh?"

I wonder what you're talking about. My father wants something that doesn't make sense.

"Better width... very different from the skinny look I had when I came here"

"Don't talk like you're fat."

Somehow Mojimoji and Raftaria are answering by squeezing their hands.

That attitude is unpleasant!

Reminds me of that fucking woman.

"Gahaha, you're so cute growing up"

"Grow up? Well, the LV's up."

About a week ago, it was LV10, but now it's 25. I guess so when I say it shows up in all its physical traits.

"Hmm... you're becoming Park Min-Jen"

"I don't know why."

It would be the same for anyone who thinks a 10-year-old girl looks cute in the first place, well here recently, she probably gained a little weight because she was feeding her meat all the time.

I make a good noise when I'm hungry, so I was cooking and feeding the meat of the demons I meet.

He feared that his nutritional balance might break and he might feel sick, and he also devised ways to soothe the herbs with the thought of a severance.

I also stopped coughing lately. I guess it worked that I was taking the cure.

"What have you been up to the last week? Is it just a fight?

"The innkeeper taught me table manners. I want to eat as elegantly as Master Naofumi."

Sounds good to me.

Somehow my father is in a good mood at the weapons store. I might be able to afford a good piece of equipment.

More aside, Raftaria.

"So, what's it like today?

"Oh, try to buy some gear."

I say as I point to Raftaria. Then Raftalia grabs my shoulder hard with some creepy smile.

"This time I was going to buy Master Naofumi's protective gear."

"I know. What are you so upset about?

"Put your hands on your chest and think."

"Mm-hmm... well, ready for the waves?

"It's clear to me what you really mean and what the lady wants to tell you..."

What the hell are you talking about, guys?

You've decided to buy my gear for a long time.

"Well, then it's good with your protective gear. What's your budget?

"In the range of 180 silver coins, please"

Raftalia wanted the price on his own.

I'm starting to get pretty upset.

Then you can't buy anything better than your current weapon!

"Well...... that's a bummer when it comes to well-balanced protective equipment around there"

"Crunchy tease...... Ha!

Nearly unconscious, black emotions erupt from the bottom of my belly.

What's so sad about it, I have to buy back the gear that was originally mine.

"Well... if Anne the Shield doesn't like it that much, I can't help it"

My father, who understands the situation as thin, convinces me as I scratch my nose with Polypoli, and turns my gaze to another protective gear.

"Then it may be tough, but is iron armor within a reasonable range?

Eyes on the protective gear I said and pointed at.

Full plate made of iron...... that's it. There was armor decorated with castles and other figurines.

I know, they do say in my world that when I wear it with a type of protective gear called full plate mail, I can't get up on my own, I sunk in the swamp and the dead came out.

"We'll figure it out as long as we have the strength. The difficulty is that it's not air-waked."

"Air-wake processing?

"It's a process that sucks the wearer's magic and lightens the weight. It works great."

"I see."

I mean, in this world, it's not air-waked, it's like full-body protective equipment, or something that can't move.

No, he also said that as long as he was physically fit, he could handle it.

But I don't have that much strength.

"It would be cheaper and lighter if you took off the heavy parts..."

"Anne. I knew you were thinking about it."

"You bet."

"Then it would be cheaper to buy an iron breastplate. It's narrow enough to protect you."

"Hmm... I need some defense, but I can't talk about it when my agility drops..."

It's good that I'm a wall, but there's a big problem that I can't protect.

I want to say no to any equipment that is difficult to move.

It was air-wake processing, how much money would it take to do that?

"After that... you can do it bespoke if you bring the material..."

"Good, I like that."

"Anne looks like she likes it... right"

The arms dealer's father spreads parchment with the material name and expected completion diagram.

"illegible"

I can't read the letters of this world. All the shields are translating me so I can communicate with you.

The father of the arms dealer is in trouble, he explains with such a face.

"Buy cheap copper and iron in the workshop there, then bring Usapil and Yamaara skins, and Picupicu feathers"

"There are skins and feathers."

Remove the skin and feathers for sleeping rolls that Raftalia was putting in his luggage bag as he nicked.

It was the futon & blanket I was using because it was quite warm, well...... ok.

"It's getting a little poor quality, but not enough to use it."

"What can I do with this?

"It's barbarian armor. Performance is rough and tongued, but the range of defense is wide and resistant to cold"

"Hmm..."

Barbarian armor...... what a nasty phrase.

"Adding bone to the extra option will also have a magical effect, but I can do this later, so come back when the ingredients are collected"

"Helpful. Suppose I buy you iron and copper then"

"Let's go! Let's go now."

Raftalia's pulling my hand somehow fine and trying to buy it out.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Now Master Naofumi will also dress as an adventurer at one end. What are we going to do without hurry?"

"Yes, well... yes."

Because they say it's almost no different from the villagers.

It'll be a little barbaric gear, but better than no.

That's how we turned to the metal workshop and bought iron and copper.

He had a conversation from his father at the weapons store, and he sold it cheaply in his mind.

Anything about Raftaria being a cute kid as we talked about it, so you fucked me or something.

All the old men in the metal workshop nibbling while watching Raftalia. Raftaria herself waves lovingly.

Don't want to preach that only Don has a lolita complex in this world.

"You've got a light collection of ingredients."

"Thanks to Anne for her hard work."

"Well, I'd like to point out a couple more to my dad's acquaintance than that."

"Loricon? What are you talking about?

"You're not telling me what Loricon means? The shield should have a translation function."

"No, I didn't think I knew anyone with a girlie hobby..."

"You sold me cheap because Raftaria's cute."

"Ann...... maybe you really don't get it?

"What?

"Father. That's a good story."

Somehow Raftaria is shaking her neck.

Father guessed something, shrugged his shoulders and glanced back at me like he said he was a jerk.

"I'll finish it by tomorrow, just wait till then"

"Fast, I thought it would take at least two days"

"If you're a bastard you don't know, I'll hang up on you, but I don't know why you're Anne."

"For once, thank you."

"Ha ha, don't itch your ass"

Thank you. Don't make me feel like I saw a fool.

"So, what's the amount of bespoke money?

"With the purchase price of copper and iron included -... I'll hit you with 130 silver coins. Plus expansion options."

"Was that a bone? I hope you bring that."

"Oh, 130 pieces, including the cost, can't be cheaper."

"Okay. That would be good."

I took out 130 pieces of silver and gave them to my father.

"Every time"

"Dad, I'd like a range of weapons that I can buy for 90 silver coins."

"You're a lady's weapon."

"Oh."

For once, I have a sword that I bought a week ago and a former rusty sword that ended polishing and became a normal sword, but do I take this out?

"Raftalia"

"Yes."

Raftalia put his sword out of his hips and placed it on the counter.

"Take it down, please, and the sword you got with you."

"Hmm... looks like you've been taking good care of yourself this time"

My shield.

If you plug it in before you go to bed on the polishing shield, you'll generally be done with the care the next morning.

The sharpness never fell that far.

"It's a handy shield... I want one too"

"You can't have a weapon instead."

The offense is too low and I'm nothing but a free wall.

If it's still good, I'd love to give it to you. But if you can give it away.

"That's a troubled part."

I'm frustrated with my father laughing gahaha, while waiting to take it down.

"I could see that rusty sword differently. That's a legendary shield, or amazing performance."

My father used to appreciate the rusty sword in a way that impressed me.

"You're right about this... if it's about a magical iron sword, you can sell it to him"

Sure, magic iron should have been a weapon on an iron sword.

"Blood clean coatings are granted, right?"

"Oh, I'm gonna fuck you up. I know Anne's working hard."

He's a good father. This father has graced me with a lot of things even after I was speechless when I thought about it.

"Thanks......"

From the bottom of my heart, I say thank you to my father.

"You. You had the same eyes as the first time I saw you, that's good. They showed me something good."

Somehow my father handed Raftalia a magical iron sword to his satisfaction.

"With a good weapon, you can be that strong. But if you don't have the ability to match it, the weapon is pathetic. But you guys will be able to use it satisfactorily. Good luck, lady."

"Yes!"

Raftalia put the sword that sparkled her eyes in the sheath at her waist.

"Well, come tomorrow, about the time now"

"Oh."

"Thank you!

"I mean, it's okay."

This is how we left the weapons store.

After I got out of the weapons store, it somehow passed noon, so I thought I'd eat at dinner.

Whatever I eat, it doesn't taste like it, but I'm hungry.

The remaining holdings are ten silver coins. The last week and a little bit vanished in an instant.

Sort of good. If that's all you can expect, an investment in the future will suffice.

Fortunately, there are mountains of ways to make money.

"Yes, why don't you go to the store when you came before and have dinner?"

"Is it good?

"I'll feed Raftaria again what she wanted."

"Please don't! I'm not such a kid anymore!

Raftalia, who was in a good mood earlier, is pouting angrily and swelling her cheeks.

What are the kids hanging out with in a week?

You're the guy who wants to stretch his back.

"Yes, sir. You really want to eat. All right, all right."

"Dear Naofumi, you haven't heard a word."

"It's fine. Don't shake it adult. I knew... you wanted some, didn't you?

"I'm meant to be seen through with tender eyes that teach kids!? I don't want to!

Damn, he's a troublesome old boy.

Are we that kid for lunch? into a store that leaves.

"Welcome!

Oh? This time the loving clerk guides me to the table.

The effect of changing your hair? It was horrible back then.

"I'm the cheapest meal fixer, and this kid has a flagged lunch for kids."

"Dear Naofumi!

The clerk who checked the menu is looking at me and Raftalia in an alternating fashion with some confusion.

"Uh, I'd like the cheapest fixed meal, too, please"

"Yes, sir"

The clerk nodded back at Raftalia's suggestion.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you sure you don't want to?

"So, that's enough."

"Ugh... Mm"

I can't help it. Do you think I'm going to do this to Raftarian Wagamama?

It's my responsibility to feed you what you want.