The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

4 days later

……

I wake up as usual, although there is no signal or anything in particular to wake up.

And as usual, prepare slime and slime meals and prepare your own.

When that's over, get in touch, and if you have time to go to work... make a statue of God.

This is the routine every morning these days.

"Phew..."

It's been a bit melancholy since I had a little fun in Craftsmanship.

Especially if I just realized I was "uptight” on the day I made it look good?

What is remembered is the word left behind by the Selleripta before.

“Good luck because in the near future it's gonna be noisy all around you.

This “near future” means when you return from Fatma territory. I guess “noisy around" meant exactly what's going on in Gimru right now, the security is getting worse.

That's one pillar of God in this world for once, too, and it's not weird knowing what the city's like at that point. If you're gonna say it anyway, say it more clearly! I also think... he doesn't seem like the type to be honest about informing or anything, and let's just assume he's kind enough to advise one person beforehand.

But still, why is my heart so rough?

I thought calmly about the cause and somehow came to my mind.

”The atmosphere of Giml today resembles that of a company in previous life or previous life”

The view, the air, everything's supposed to be different, but I think I'm going to remember when I say I feel signs in the mundane. Previously on Happy Dreams (...), like I woke up from a dream... like a precursor to rocking back and bad luck hitting me... I have anxiety that I can't explain with such vague reasoning.

Although I don't believe in all of my employees.

No, I want to protect them because they are always kind and helpful people.

And I'm afraid to lose it in case.

If it's just a concern, that would be the best thing... will this thought be a part of Routine already? I don't have as many answers as I think.

"Ha... Ah, it's time"

It is thus time again today to go to work with a heavy hips up.

And when you arrive at the store,

"Letter?"

"It's from an example launderer."

"From that store?

When I arrived at the store, I was waiting for an event that suddenly seemed to make me feel depressed.

... That's not good yet, but what I thought seemed to be on my face and made Mr. Callum look sorry for giving me the letter. I'll open the letter as I reflect.

"I see."

"Manager, if you don't mind, may I have a look, too?

"Yes, go ahead. That's an apology, to put it bluntly."

The contents of the letter began with an apology the other day, along with her thoughts as a female manager (mother) and why she had responded the other day to the men in front of the store.

"What will you do about this?

"Hi nothing...... it doesn't say you want to come back or talk about it, and you just accept the apology as an apology. More than that, let's get another job done."

"Really?"

"? Is there a problem?

"I'm convinced of the judgment, and I have no objection. But if you're the usual store manager, laugh and forgive me for not having a choice in this explanation, and maybe I'll go talk to him again. And then the other day, I thought," It's not like I'm the usual manager. "

"Mmm... well, I certainly don't care about some things, and I actually don't think about it anymore, so I can't deny it... because I still don't feel like leaving the store to that one. But I conveyed my feelings. Thank you."

You must have been worried about my mental state.

"Have you received any other letters or documents?

"That's what this one is receiving right now. The sender is a commercial guild, Master Griciera. Tamer Guild, Master Taylor is as usual... this envelope, you don't have the name of the sender... surely Mr. Beck, was it? I think the adventurer boy brought it."

"Then, Mr. Ribble, you're from someone who's a Slam Street summary. Which... Oh, good."

"You look happy"

"Yeah, I was talking to him about a few things, but he seems to be moving in a good direction. Look, this is a continuation of what we talked about the garbage disposal plant using slime the other day, and the slime product factory at the Morgan Chamber of Commerce.

We talked about where we're going to build it, because we're going to need a lot of land to build, not just the factory, but the related facilities, and we're going to end up crushing parts of Slam Street. "

"Are you okay? If you do that and live there."

That's a particular question. And the answer to that is this letter.

"I've checked that the buildings in Slam Street as they stand are mostly bungalows. Just the ground floor part, but also the small number of rooms, the cabins are tightly packed, it feels like"

Moreover, many houses where the limitations are coming with repairs overlapping the repairs should I say “splash houses," old and with big cracks in the walls, collapsing, and wood about to rot.

"If you replace it with two floors like this one, simple calculations will double, creating a space for people to live in, right? If the side doesn't work, you can stretch it vertically."

"Sure, I guess so,"

"Using magic and slime, it took me about a week to build this shop. I presented that track record to give voice to those who have houses and land in the slums.“ Can anyone please let me rebuild the house on two floors? ".

And after completion, either the first floor or the second floor will naturally be inhabited by the owner. And on top of that, I was like, "Can anyone let me live in an open room?" In the form of rentals, of course. "

That way the owner of the house would be able to rebuild and would also have the advantage of generating additional rental income.

"To be honest, I was wondering if it would be difficult at first, but I asked the Alliance Masters, and they said that if we were to compensate or compensate the migrant population properly, it would depend on the negotiations later.

And if I actually talked to Mr. Ribble about it and did him a favor, it seems like a lot of people in the slums also took it more favourably than they thought and showed interest. “I'm poor, so I barely have any belongings” or “I can move right away," or "When do we start?" etc. As far as the contents of the documents received are concerned, I'm surprised some of them seem to be quite aggressive. "

I need you to convince me of the terms and confirm my consent thoroughly.

Later, we become unhappy with each other if it ever seems like an illegal grounder in the example.

"If you live like that in the meantime, we're going to move out and talk about it in the direction of buying land from land rights holders and vacating the place convincingly.

And then there was a voice from Arnold at the top of the bureau that he wanted to zoom out of Slam Street if possible... "

I'm thinking of going ahead with the estate. Either way, I was going to build employee dormitories in factories and garbage disposal plants, and the demolition of buildings can be done at once with magic and slime. If you're a simple debris cleanup or manual labourer from there, you can be more efficient if you hire people... or is this not a land zoning business anymore?

However, a number of slime-based industrial facilities stand on the site of Slam Street. Isn't this exactly what you call Sly (...) M Street?... Yeah, maybe not bad.

"And here's the thing"

"I wasn't sure about the last one, but it seemed to be going well and more than anything else it seemed like fun"

Sure. There are some problems and concerns, but it doesn't feel bad. That's what motivates me.

"Don't push yourself too hard, just be careful."

Mr. Callum smiles and heads to his work.

Drop off such a back, look at the rest of the letters and paperwork, and then write a response to them.

But lately, there's one thing I think about every time I get to this stage.

“Email was handy..."

It's actually the quickest way to discuss it face-to-face, but you're all busy, so that's not the time.

So I guess it makes sense that it's a letter that can be read at any time, in writing.

It is the email that further evolves it and allows instant interaction.

It's been a long time since I've wanted so many civilized instruments...

When I work, time runs out.

Now that the sun is going down. I usually take a breath until I finish...

"Store length ~. Customer ~"

"Go ahead!"

Today is Mr. Polyne from the flower shop next door and Mr. Sieg from the butcher shop further next door. And two daughters, Leni, and Rick, the wondrous boy, came.

"Hey, Mr. Lyoma..."

"Mr. Sieg, are you okay? Kind of thin all the time, or tired"

"Ha... I've been busy lately, but I've been calming down a bit, so I'm feeling better. When winter gets real, there will be less prey to hunt... and Polyne will come and help."

"If you are a florist, will you sell less in winter after all"

"There are no flowers that are magically forced to bloom or bloom in the winter, though. Flowers like that are a little expensive, and even if you open a store, you hardly have any customers.

That's right, Mr. Lyoma, thanks for today. You can keep my kid. "

"I'm going with you two, so that's for our employees."

That said, I turn my attention to Maria, who has guided the four of us.

"It's all right at all ~. Because it was normal for us, in the village, to take care of the little one ~"

"It helps, thank you so much. I really wish I was alone with either me or my husband."

"I was told that at least one representative per store is required..."

The story goes back three days. Just the day after I did it, I received a letter through a commercial guild.

"With the deterioration of security in the city of Gimru, shops are also increasingly being damaged. It seems that the owners of each store should gather together and work together on information exchange and countermeasures… but have you recently been able to call the" Giml Mid-Size Store Federation ”of senders?

"I guess so. We've never heard of it."

"But as the letter says, it's true that something's been going on lately... I guess someone raised their voice with a sense of crisis"

The fact that multiple managers gather more together for meetings, which is not uncommon in itself. Not everyone, of course, seems to be conditioned to participate, but I guess we were recognized as eligible for more than a letter calling for participation.

However, when I contacted the guild in advance, I was a little wary when I heard that there were no signs or achievements of activity. But there is also the possibility that, as the two of them have said, they are calling around with a sense of crisis about the situation in the city. That's what people in charge of commercial guilds say when they actually inquire.

After all, it's just a new organization, so is this my concern too?

I thought...

……

About 50, I guess. After all, the moment I took a step into the big conference room of a commercial guild, where people came together in quite good shape as managers.

“Not here."

Intuitively, I thought so.

I'm interested in the content of the meeting, and I've come to think it would be nice to work with managers in the same area, but I even think about staying on the U-turn and going home. No, should I rather go home now?

Thinking about that,

"Lyoma, you're here too."

"What? Ah, Mr. Dalson!

It was Dalson Tigger, the owner of the "Tigger Martial Arts Store" who always looked after me as an adventurer who spoke up.

Mr. Dalson was here, wasn't he?

"Well, you're making me a lot of money. Well, there you are."

"Whoa, this is our deputy manager, Mr. Callum, who's my assistant. This is our neighbor, Mr. Sieg and Mr. and Mrs. Polyne."

In the same vein, I introduce the three of you to Mr. Dalson. Then some of the people who watched it had a working relationship with someone from Mr. Dalson, Mr. Sieg, or Mr. Polyne. Three more acquaintances have other acquaintances.

"Nice to meet you. I am this kind of person. I've heard about the store."

"I never thought I'd be able to set up such a shop at that young age. I wanted to see you once!

"If you ask me, I have ties to the Duke's house."

"No, what luck"

"We want to impress him, too."

Soon, I'll be at the center of one voice after another.

Plus, as I handled their smiley talk,

"Thank you for waiting. Now that it's time, I'd like to start a meeting"

The man who came into the room tells me. Apparently it's time...