The Too Many Summonings from Japan Have Caused the Goddess to Flip Out

"The city's getting bigger, and I think we should build a guard corps."

"Ha."

in the Principality of Argento.

Mr. Caorle returns to the words of the Grand Duke, who, as usual, came abruptly, with a voice that seemed uninterested while offering a cup of tea.

It is a famous story that is also rave when it comes to pickling Kyoto Nobu, but it does not lead to the archduke of another world, rather it even adds the baked salmon recommended by Mr. Dillette for loosening.

"If you want to make it, why don't you make it?

"No, because you're not the lord of this city, my son."

"Stop pushing through with everything you can before building."

I'm Mr. Caorle, who hangs the Grand Duke with an iron claw, but still doesn't care. Grand Duke, who spoons pickled tea.

The repeated stubbornness of Mr. Caorle is causing the Grand Duke's defense to rise in vain.

"No, seriously. We need to recruit members from the public because we don't have enough people to build a guard corps or just full-time people."

"Uh, well, even soldiers are mostly conscripted civilians, and I guess so."

They may not come pinned to the modern man whose police organization is developing, but urban security, night police, etc. can be carried out by elected people from among the residents, and if boycotted, they could have been fined.

It's just that if I have my own business from time to time and they even do it to the night police, I'm like, "You don't have time to go to bed. That's not a level!? Even though he was very reluctant because it would be."

Even militia members will be off for an entire day after a 24-hour guard assignment.

"In other words, if the citizens are to accept it without resistance, Mr. Caorle, the lord of this city and the man of his heart, should take the head."

Then explain that to me from the beginning.

If there is a gap, Mr. Caorle can shudder at the Grand Duke trying to make the pickup a fait accompli.

But I don't know why you're so nice, so I can see a future that will keep pushing me off.

"And that's why you want Mr. Caorle to do it."

"Do you still have it?"

"The mermaids in this city are too alert, and they're planning something else, so I want you to reform your consciousness a little bit."

"... oh"

"Uh-huh?

At the end of their gaze, the less alert mermaid head Dillett hits the rest of the grilled salmon that I recommended to the Grand Duke earlier.

If they tell me I'm going to give you something delicious, I'm going to stick with someone I don't know.

"Well, if that's the case, I'll tell you the story. These guys are mostly magical, so if you're not caught off guard on land, you won't catch them sooner."

"Please"

"Uh? What are you talking about?

Mr. Caorle and the Grand Duke rarely finish the conversation without a mess and a scratch.

The problem is obvious. I don't have a choice.

The other world is still peaceful today.

Meanwhile, Takatenhara.

"Salmon is a white fish, not a red fish...... so?

Dear Amateras, I was told this evening's dinner was a seafood bowl and I am shocked by the information on salmon that I casually researched.

I can't help but get it wrong because it looks red.

"Somebody explain it to me!

"Young man, I don't know that story. Lean fish is mainly because active swimming fish such as roving fish require a large amount of oxygen…"

"It's easier to understand."

"... the salmon is red, not the red of red fish, but the same red as crabs and prawns"

"I see!"

Dear Tsukuyomi the boulder calmly answers the unscrupulous from Amateras.

Incidentally, red redfish are colors of dye proteins such as hemoglobin and myoglobin, for an efficient supply of oxygen.

As a result, they are often found in itinerant fish swimming around actively and vice versa.

"Oh, so if you select bait carefully like a crab, the salmon will also turn white?

"I mean, you don't have to be that far. Salmon in the spawning season will also move dyes to eggs along with nutrition, so you'll be white. Conversely, nutrition has gone to the eggs, so it doesn't really come out as edible."

"I'd like to try it."

"Well, if you look for it, some of it will be handled..."

That's all I've said, Master Tsukuyomi notices that Master Amateras is nagging at something.

"... because it's illegal to catch salmon that have been climbing the river except by authorized fishermen, right?

"What!?

Amaterasu, who was apparently motivated, and Tsukuyomi, who grated her chest to say she was glad she had noticed beforehand.

I also find it stranger to be a law-abiding Tsukuyomi even though he is more of a god, but I have trouble getting hit as I please, so please support Tsukuyomi here.

"Then I'll find out where I'm handling it. Roar, my PC!

"Isn't PC roaring all sorts of bad signs?

That's how I'd like to start looking into it, but an hour later, there's an Amateras-like figure who gets tired of looking into it and throws herself over the tatami!

Even today the high heavens are peaceful.