The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

Next day

"Wheat tea? Three and two water, please. That's the price. That's it, right?

"Yes, I did!

Store number in the morning. I could use ice magic. I was in charge of drinks.

"Thank you for waiting! Three barley teas and two water."

"Wow, you're cold. No, thank you."

"Take your time ~. Next customer!

"Two barley teas, please."

A few hours early in response to uninterrupted customers. The face I saw here appeared in front of me.

"Next up... Ah, Mr. Jeff!

"Are you doing this?

"Thanks to you"

"For now, I'd like some wheat tea for seven."

"Yes, sir."

Prepare trays and barley tea quickly.

"Did someone come with your friend?

"I don't know if you're a douchebag or something... they know you too. Look, over there."

Turning to those who told me over there, I did find out the face...

"Is that the Becks?

A pair of six of the new American adventurers were each splitting up to buy food from our stalls.

"You advised those guys the other day, didn't you? I told you to listen to the other adventurers."

"Oh...... I did say it. Does that mean maybe?

"Oops. Wogan's old man introduced me to taking care of them for a while."

"Was I? That's reassuring. Yes, please."

"Whoa, good luck."

Paying for it, Mr. Jeff joined the Becks as they were.

I didn't expect Mr. Jeff to take care of him... but he'd be sure of his arm, and he's from the same slum. It might be easy to understand about Beck and the others. I felt a little relieved about someone else.

Afterwards they enjoyed the food and went home but apparently looked around at the festival together. Mr. Jeff took care of the Becks, who couldn't contain his desire to shake them, and walked away.

Enough after that. Another different face came along.

"Hey."

"Welcome!

Adventurer Guild Guild Master. Mr. Wogan came with Mr. Tigger, the arms dealer.

"I'm barley tea, what about you?

"Ask for the same thing"

"Yes, I did! But it's a rare combination."

"Really? Even this used to work at the same party, right?

"Oh, did you?

That's my first ear.

"Before I retired."

"Tigger has always had the best eye for gear in his crew, fine on gold, and this guy managed the money for our party. How to shake yourself when you retire. You're a natural now."

"Regardless of your eyesight, that used to be just you guys were doodled. If you leave me alone, I'll turn you into a booze and a woman and you won't stay until the next day."

"I don't know because we were young too. Most importantly, you sound like an adventurer. See?"

"And even if you say so"

I have trouble getting my consent.

"Don't worry about it. You shouldn't even imitate it."

"What?

"You're close." Freeze. "Yes, thank you for waiting."

"Is this the barley tea?"

"That's enough money for you?

"Yes. Thank you!

The two tried to walk away with their barley tea, but turn around like Mr. Tigger remembered something.

"I haven't been to the store lately, but is my gear okay?

"Yes, there's nothing particularly wrong with that. I used to buy knives and armor well."

"I hope so... what happened to the knife thing? I haven't heard from him since."

"Oh...... hey ears"

When he whispers and briefly communicates the situation, he meditates on his eyes.

"Did you solve it that way?"

"I'm kind of sorry"

"I don't mind if I can use it. I don't care what you do with your obedience, I'm not going to pinch your mouth. Don't be impotent."

"Thank you"

As it was, he joined Mr. Wogan and took a breath back to the city.

"Hello"

"Welcome!

Now Mr. Betta, Sister of the Church, is here. You led the children of the church here. Is it already before noon?

"Thank you for your help yesterday. It was very helpful to hear about Bell."

"No, anytime if that's about it. Because I always take care of you, too. I've heard the story."

I take care of an unaccompanied child in church. The life is never luxurious, but two sisters have promised pennies and things to do so that they can enjoy the festivities just like normal children.

"May I serve 18 people?

"Yes, please. Look, you guys too."

'Please!

"Yes, I did."

The children's voices echo around them, and their eyes gather to see flattering things from all over.

Look around for the festival today with yesterday's bazaar! and a child I worked with at church was talking. The kid buys hot dogs for a number of people, but I see him laughing like a kid having fun.

"Here you go. Be careful, it's heavy."

'Thank you!

"You're welcome. Next!"

"Yay."

"Lyoma, it's been a while."

"How have you been?

"Can I have some wheat tea for four, please?"

Now it's Mr. WellAnna and the others' party to Mia.

"It's been a while. You haven't seen it lately."

"I was away from the city at work. Meerya's with me."

"You're safe and above all. Yes, barley tea. It's cold."

Customers come one after another.

Sewing between them, taking turns pinching meals and breaks, while working for a store opening.

Busy. But I feel the enthusiasm of people and the vibrancy of the city with my skin, and my mind starts to leap a little.

And when I realized it, I was surrounded by dim darkness. Sunsets that are setting in the distance only leave a lingering aftertaste anymore. Nonetheless, the surroundings are surrounded by a hustle and bustle that just says it's going to be real.

"I'm back ~. Store length ~ Mm, I'll take turns, so please have dinner ~"

"Thank you. Well, thank you very much."

I'm going out for dinner early. Even so, it's a special hot dog here.

"Are you still here today?"

I've been told that because I've had a lot of meals done here lately, including the prep period.

But it's delicious, I can secure it without lining up with clerk privileges, and most importantly, it's convenient to get back to work soon.

Hot dogs are carbohydrates and meat. The nutritional balance is surprisingly well balanced, as vegetables are also sufficiently consumed by stir-frying vegetables. Would it be more oil or salt if I insisted? And it's hot during the day, and I think using your strength is just about right... well, you don't have a problem with it. My body is young.

I often hear that this thought is the trap I become aware of when I get older… but I have no real sense of it because I had no problems at all in my previous life. So without distracting shards, order 4 hot dogs and 1 plate of stir-fried vegetables. After pouring your own barley tea, put your money aside and look for a seat.

... Whoa, is that seat vacant?

From the seating for four, there was an atmosphere where a threesome of women seemed to rise... standing.

Secure seats for replacement.

"I'll have it."

Grab a hot dog. Soft bread is followed by elastic skin bouncing and gravy overflowing. The sourness of the sprinkled ketchup was combined with more and more saliva. It's pretty chunky, but it keeps going through my throat.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

Mr. Prenance's voice sounded sobering. I sit at the entrance, at the end of my eyes and nose, but his voice reaches his ears without being undone by the hustle and bustle around him.

And when the beginning of the performance was declared, three dancer women came out on stage on his behalf. Attention is drawn to them dancing in conjunction with the orchestra's performances, and the noisy place naturally quiets down...

I've been shown practice many times, but it's brilliant.

Is that Lanobe's influence? When it came to dancers, I had a thin, highly exposed image, but their costumes were less exposed. It thickens the fabric of a piece and is united in a costume with a large number of colorful frills. Sleeves and feet are only slightly ahead, and they gently lift their skirts with their hands to take light steps.

Besides, the tip of the skirt has a hammer in it, so the skirt part swells up greatly in occasional turns.

Thanks to this, male guests in seats close to the stage are shown snooping in from the bottom and often sent cold gazes by the surrounding female guests. My husband, who still has a family, was snapped by his wife.

"Sounds like a big day."

"Yes, thanks to you....? Alliance Master!"

I wondered who had spoken to me, and it was Mr. Grisiera, a commercial guild. Behind it furthermore is a strange young man holding off with a tray to Taylor Branch Manager of Tamer Guild.

"What's wrong with you? Here."

Didn't I see you outside the guild for the first time...

"Sometimes it's bad for you if you don't go outside."

"On these occasions, old men decide to walk in the city with each other."

"Really? Would you like to join us, if you don't mind?

Let me do that.

"Excuse me. Oh, I'm sorry I let you carry your stuff."

"To this extent. Don't worry about it."

... Who is this man? At first I thought it was one of the guilds, but it doesn't have that vibe.

"I could have told you. My name is Arnold Bernheid. Master Lyoma Takebayashi, right?

You know me? In the meantime, I shall return my greetings without difficulty.

But...... the appearance is human. Skinny, late 20s to early 30s. I feel neat and close to Mr. Callum, but with sharp eyes and black-edged glasses, I think... at least I've never met him.

"Excuse me, have we met somewhere before?

"There is no direct knowledge. I was listening to you in a circular from above."

"Lyoma. Look, the guys at the bureau ate the big eyeballs, right? It was the warden's cauldron."

"Oh, that time"

Heh. I heard the replacement took office, is that him?

"No rumors. He not only inspired Shinji Solemnity, but he also helped us at the end of the day. And the other day, you contributed to the city in the form of a request."

Regardless of the previous case, is the other one about Tunnel Ant?

"Thanks to you, my work has been greatly reduced and I have been able to focus on the staff's solemnity of discipline"

"Because I let you do what you want. If it helps, it's more than that."

"I hope that you will continue to do your best in the future"

He wanted to see me once from the beginning of everything. But I didn't have time to go out because I had a pile of work to take over and dispose of my men early in my assignment, so I can't even call me to thank you. He also avoided inadvertent contact due to further investigation and picking of embezzlement and adhesion... Somehow, it seems that someone tough has taken office.

Well, I assumed office to correct the wrongdoing, so do I have to? Plus, it helps that you bothered me here. If we can continue to live the same life and run the store, there is no difference in working together.

"Thank you. I cannot treat Mr. Takebayashi specifically in my position, but I will thoroughly supervise him to ensure that he is not treated unfairly in accordance with the law.

Regardless, if you make a contribution to the city in the future, I will pass on that fact without falsehood, and it is possible that you will be granted some privilege as a result. "

"I'm saying it the way I took it around, but, you know, I guess that means equality after all."

"It's not as easy to make a contribution as it is to gain privilege."

"Let's hope so."

That's what I'm gonna do.

"Out of the blue, I might really do it someday and hey..."

That's what I said. Mr. Grisiera's gaze was toward Mr. Serge's stall.

"... did you get any wisdom in there?

"Well, what is it about?

I don't think I can hide it from this person, but I left it blurry.

Mr. Lyoma, by the way.

"Yes."

"How's life in the city? It's been a long time since you've been here, but some inconvenience you'll find after living somewhat?

"Don't say what you think. I only see him once in a while, so I'm worried about him."

"Right...... it's certainly a lot different on its own than before, but there really isn't any inconvenience like this. It's more convenient to shop with ease."

... but that's it. Originally born in Japan on Earth, he died once to this world. Plus from the Ghanaian Forest to Gimru... I thought I'd come a long way.

Besides, if you look to the left, you'll find a fellow shopkeeper. If you look to the right, the counterparties will. If you look forward to it, one of the people I've just known during this time is performing, and next door is the head of the bureau I know now.

Some of the other customers who came today...... Mr. Dumbbell, son of a bookstore. I don't even know his name. The pharmacist's grandfather. Some of the guild people remembered when they met at their previous jobs to the neighborhood wives they met in preparation for this festival.

A lot more acquaintances, too.

I don't know which is better when I was in the woods.

There was good forest in the woods.

But...

"Hmm. That face looks fine."

"Yeah, I think so"

Life isn't bad now either.

As I bite this happiness, the night is slightly further apart.