Mr. Hulka ordered some nasty stuff.

Large metal box with convex rollers.

I joked and said, "Do you even use it for torture?," he smiled. "Huhuhuhuhu..."

It sucks.

And, I thought, it didn't suck anything.

When I talked to my master, he said softly, "That's a compost part".

Seriously. Is this world compost, with shredding?

Doesn't it take time to twitch into the ecological feel and make compost?

Luckily, it was in stock at the store warehouse, so it was delivered immediately.

I think I have an occasional connection from the restaurant.

This town, the guide, it's clean, right?

But I paid a pretty good price, Mr. Hulka. I'm making money.

After a while, the order came again.

And now 10 sets.

My master had his head.

I've had stock from time to time because it's hard to make, and I'm like, "Can you make 10 at once! Apparently."

I was making it with a bump because I sold my last item, but I haven't finished one yet, so hey.

"I see, you're holding your head instead of inventory," I said, beating him.

It's unreasonable. It's a witty joke. Just Tommy. Hehe.

...... yeah. Tsukomi is absent.

This time, the delivery time is tight.

But Buck has a deputy in this town or something, and he can't say no.

Gumball, master.

- Or so I was lightly told, "You're in charge of six sets."

"Why do I have more? 'I don't have to think about it, but the master also has a shop job, so I guess I can't help it?

It seems the strength of the roller is important, so beat it hard.

Spare me while I sleep, Gatsun, Gatsun.

I notice about 3 finishes.

I'm not desperate enough for my master.

'Why?' he thought, putting it out for subcontracting.

I see. The exterior part is simple, so he said he could make it even if he lacked some skill.

What about my share? Oh, no? Do it yourself? Copy that.

After working hard, the delivery was finished in about 8 days.

It was tough, but the bonus from the master was also gappy.

Is it good?

This, if it's a small house, seems like an amount you can buy?

I'm single, and my chores are troublesome, so I'm not going to change my inn life.

Now, if it's true, with this bonus, I'd like to invite you and Nao for a drink, but unfortunately, they're not going out with me. For alcohol.

He doesn't seem to like Ale very well.

I think it would taste pretty good if I got used to it, as far as I'm concerned.

They will accompany you to your meal, so next time, let's invite you to a store where the recently found stewed mochi is delicious.

As usual today, a cup at the Sleepy Bear Pavilion.

"Whoa, isn't that Tommy? Long time no see, dude."

When I returned to the inn, I was immediately called out.

"Ah, Mr. Bread. It's Ohisa. A little work to put in. Well... All the way, one drink first"

Tips for a quick drink at the Sleepy Bear Pavilion.

That's to go buy your own way to the counter.

If I wait till your father gets here, I won't be able to drink for long.

I'd like you to hire a diminutive person, but if you think that labor cost reduction is reflected in the taste of the meal, I can't even complain.

By the way, when I'm a regular on one rank anymore, I come in and pour it on my own.

Of course, I'll pay for it.

I haven't gotten that far yet, so I paid at the counter, received a jock from my father, and went to the table.

"Bye, Kanpai!

Oops, only about half at once, exhale "Phew."

"So what? Did you even come in for a temporary job?

"Yep. The delivery time is a little tight. I knew it was with Mr. Bread. Is there one like that?

"No, we don't have much. Especially these days, I'm inclined to luxury routes. You can't carry it to another town without a sudden job or something, can you?

Mr. Bread is a middle-aged woodworker.

Among other things, he specializes in fine workmanship in particular.

On the surface of the furniture, I take a long time to carve the fine work, so like me, 'Hurry up, work. In a week!' I guess there can't be anything like that.

If I start building weapons like art too, maybe something else... looks like a long way to go.

"Is the furniture relationship going well?

"Good as well. Rarely seen good economy in recent years! Because Mingwood, which was in short supply, was supplied all at once. Maybe a few years of uninterrupted work."

"Oh, really?"

I don't really deal with our stores because of their different genres, but making furniture related hardware is also occasional.

The goldsmiths are in charge of the fine decorations separately, too.

Orders that go well into our store are for tools used for woodworking.

I'm an arms dealer for once, but out of the blue, these tools can make up a bigger percentage. Adventurers like buying expensive weapons, because less. To Rafan.

You know what it's like to have a big customer say Toya, don't you?

"Am I? Is Tommy here today? Long time no see."

"Mr. Andrew. Yeah, because it came with a paragraph."

Along with those words, Andrew said that I and Bred sat down somewhere at the table working in the Adventurer's Guild.

About 50 years old, in this world, people your age like they say grandpa if you do poorly.

Like Mr. Bread, this guy comes to this store frequently for drinks, so he's familiar with me.

"How's Mr. Andrew, lately"

"It's nothing different. All the adventurers in this town are like half-retired. If I don't think my arm's up, I'm leaving right away. Dream of a thousand bucks.... Oh, not the adventurer you know. Honestly, I think you'd better just leave... why are you staying?

Mr. Andrew shrugs his shoulders as he sips a little bit of ale.

After all, the young man seems to want to go to the city, leaving town even if he can't do it for a bit.

In that regard, the Hulkas would not be very interested in… the cities.

Regardless of the sightseeing, it would feel like 'exploring the ancient city' from us.

"After all, can another town succeed better as an adventurer?

"That's natural, isn't it? Take a look at what this town does. It's just fine for Rookie, but it's not a big deal. With the same skill, you can make more money going to Labyrinth City. I can barely connect with nobility here, except Viscount Nenas, can I? That house is evil..."

Lord here, the contemporary Viscount Nenas family doesn't seem bad as a ruler, but unfortunately it's not a house of momentum, and you think money is a bad idea?

As for the adventurer looking for a connection, it seems a little subtle.

"That's a special case you know. Well, from us, I'd appreciate it. Namiki's supply, they did it, didn't they?

"... because you know?

"I'm out of Mr. Simon's place, but if it's a little silly, I can tell. Some of them are jealous... well, that's a problem. He doesn't know what it means to turn woodworkers against enemies in this town.

If you do anything to disrupt the supply of namewood with your hands on Mr. Hulka, there will be retaliation. No one is prepared to do anything stupid about it. Simply put, that seems to be the case.

Peace of mind.

But, Toya, I'm looking after you guys, and should I tell you something?

I don't even think the prudent Hulkas recognize it, but for once.

"No, it's a different story with Choi, but Tommy, hey, you're an adult, right?

"Ah, yes. For once. I'm still immature."

"Carr, let our guys hear it! Not even my big arm, but my mouth just came in front of me. He's got that kind of arm and he's immature, and he's having a tough time, Oi!

Mr. Bred has never brought a craftsman from the same workshop to this store, so I've never met him, but he seems to have about three people to say disciples.

When it comes to their arms, they are mostly foolish when alcohol comes in.

Well, it's about in the booze seat.

It is unclear to what extent it is actually an arm.

By the way, when I asked him why he didn't bring me for a drink, he said, "Silly Yarrow! You're out of seats!!" He got angry.

Well, the Sleepy Bear Pavilion is a hole shop. If Toya hadn't introduced me, I wouldn't have known there was an inn here.

I also know what you want to keep a secret. Yeah.

Not many seats.

"They didn't take care of the tools! When I was younger, I spent most of my time sharpening, didn't I?

Mr. Bread. That story, it's an ear octopus.

I have a drunk.

Repeat the same story.

At a time like this, [Python], who can stay facetious, feels a little troublesome.

The way to deal with it, by the way, is to properly listen and nod high.

However, if the liquor is sweet, you should be careful because you may be listening.

"... uh, you don't. It was about Tommy. Hey, don't you want a daughter-in-law? Gantz doesn't disagree, either, does he?

"Hi ha...... oh no, there's a racial problem......"

"Car, do you have it? I'm barely in this town, Dwarf. You weren't in your hometown? If you're making money now, you can call it in, right?

"I wasn't there..."

You're not from the Dwarf settlement, are you?

By the way, the female dwarf in this world, there's something a little sloppy about it, but it's not even a mustache, fortunately.

I have the impression that my preferences and other things are changing due to changes in race, but I just don't think I want to marry a woman with a mustache.

Of course, it's not Lori, so some gentlemen can't be overjoyed, or mistaken for a human child.

"Andrew, are you not in Adventurer?

"Is that Dwarf? Not in this town, is it? I'm not in charge of the desk, so I don't know any details."

I've never seen a female dwarf, either.

Adventurers come to the store, but the majority of them are human.

"Eh, what about Gantz taking care of it? Choi and I are in a lot of trouble."

Mr. Bread makes a difficult face and thinks.

But does this world's pupil relationship also need something like a buddy aunt?

"Is that what it is?

"Don't be. Sure, dude, you don't have any parents, do you? Then it would be worthwhile for the master to take care of his daughter-in-law."

"No, but I've been here less than a year, haven't I?

When I say that, Mr. Bread gives a slightly surprised look, as if he were hazy.

"... yeah, hey, you did, didn't you? I forgot because I'm good at it. And then you and Choi are subtle? If you're a naive apprentice, you can't take care of him."

Taking care of my daughter-in-law...... happy, thankful annoying......

But as long as we're in this town, it's going to be hard for Dwarves to make love to each other.

Because they're not here!

So, when it comes to heterogeneity, this is also difficult.

I think it's normal to look at the Hulkas because I'm a human being, and I think I could be a paedophile, but this is a minority as a dwarf.

On the contrary, the same thing happens again. Simply put, I can't do it normally.

Because that's not it when it comes to humans, elves, and beasts...... after all, the cause is height?

Of course, a couple of humans and dwarves don't seem to be around, but quite a few compared to other races.

There's a way to move to a country with lots of dwarves, but because it seems so hard to move to a foreign country in the original world that it's easy mode, he said it's this world.

"As it were, well, one of these days I'd have an opportunity! Don't be discouraged!

With what I've come up with, Mr. Bread says, 'Shit!' You thought, you said that in a hurry to follow up, and Mr. Andrew nods and opens his mouth again.

"Ooh, I'd be careful if Noon had a Dwarf adventurer."

"Right! You meet at some point!

No matter how many masters, it's going to be hard to find a Dwarf girl, and you can't help thinking about it too much.

Dwarves seem to live a little longer than humans, and let's just relax for a while.

Yeah. In the meantime, let's drink.

I stand up with a jock in my hand to order a replacement for Yale.

- But in less than a year, that prediction will be overturned... naturally, I didn't imagine it at all.