When I reincarnated I was a soldier?! ~A man called the Red Shinigami~

"Control of liquor distribution, who did this before you gripped it?

When Molder asks Wilson,

"The direct sale is Snakes Borderline, but for the wholesale, I did it originally! Besides, Uncle Borderline responded to my suggestion with pleasure. I guess that's because both Borderline Bob and the Food Merchants Union thought it would be better to control it. Distribution of food is the merchant's responsibility."

And Wilson said,

"Are you comfortable wholesale in large quantities to the benefit of the house against the nobles hostile to the Snakes Border Uncle? It can't be. So if you don't, have you ever threatened not to spill potatoes or fruit on Snakes territory?

Close your eyes a little, Molder asks.

"I'm negotiating."

And, to put it too far, Wilson.

"Well, I think I'm a threat, but hey"

"What's in it for you, more or less! If you can control the distribution of liquor, your store can buy plenty of liquor too! You don't have to bow your head to Uncle Borderline!

And Wilson screamed.

"Hmm, this is why fools are in trouble. They don't know who owns our store. What was the name of our store?

"You're the owner, and the name of the store would be Bath Nakes. Damn!

"Hey, on the face! Now try removing the bar from the name of the store."

"Give me the bar? Bar, S. Nekes"

"Understood?

"S, nah...... x......? No way ⁉"

"Even with that rotten head at last, do you understand? Oh, boy. Yes, our owner is Snakes Borderline Uncle. I'm just a site manager pretending to be the owner. Alcohol is usually brought straight to our store. From the owner. Keep it out of the way, I don't know if there's any gain to it."

"You! His dog!

"Well that's right. You're a benefactor to my life, so if your hall tells you to be a dog, be happy!

"Huh! Then I will say this to all the nobles! I can't wait to see how many branches your store will crush if I find out it's Uncle Snakes'! I don't care what they hate!

And I said, nibbling, Wilson,

"Oh? Why don't you keep even more bugs in your rotten head? You think you can walk out of this room alive and walk outside?

And a moulder with a frightened face said.

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And Wilson listened back.

At that time, when a bunch of guys explode, the door opens, punching Wilson in the face with their fists, forcing Wilson to fill the hemp bag where he puts the wheat. Break the bones in your hands and feet that get in the way.

Molder, who confirmed that the bag's mouth was tied,

"As the pavilion says, dispose of it in Snakes territory, because if it's an example place, we won't dig up any demons."

That's what I say, get close to the men.

"Copy that. And a message."

So I give one piece of paper to Molder.

The molder who saw it,

"Tell him I got it."

I said.

That's how the men leave, holding a blood seeping hemp bag.

Molder, who dropped it off, looked at the other directors,

"Now, we decide on a new president of the board and a union president, but it's also a hassle to vote on. Get out of this room if you have any objections to my becoming. The remainder shall be regarded as trust. Well, we can't guarantee the lives of those who leave."

That's what I said, I sat on the chair of the board chair with my feet together.

None of the board members with a bright blue face walked out of the room.