I jumped out of the Aqualein family. I headed for the commercial guild.

Immediately after I jumped out, I regretted why I didn't ask Cecilia what it was like, but I didn't go back because I didn't think I was dressed up to go back either.


When I got to the commercial guild, I went inside and lost my word.

Unlike the guild I always go for, the interior is spacious and there are many luxurious decorations.

Employees seem to be busy not only with humans but also with a lot of subpeople.

"Sir, are you looking for something?"

When I stood alone, I was called from behind.

Looking back, there stood a man who would be the merchant of the guild.

You'll be eating good food, in fat shape.

"Well, yeah."

"What kind of product is it? This Talibauk commercial guild. We're not proud to offer a variety of products, so we thought you might want some."

A merchant approaching me with a sales smile while rubbing hands.

... It's frigid to be honest, and I don't think it's going to cost me money from the name of the store.

But I can't help but spend some money because my friend's life is at stake.

"So, is there a demon ore?"

The moment I say that, the merchant's sales smile disappears and becomes the face of a vegetable that the customer won't be allowed to see.

"… excuse me, are you from a blacksmith guild?"

"No, I'm not."

"Sorry, sir! Now the demon ore is still in thin condition… it can no longer be sold to the general public."


"My sincere apologies..."

The merchant says so and bows his head, but as far as I'm concerned, I'm not convinced.

"No, no, no, no. Where was the momentum just now? If not, can't you source it from somewhere?"

"Eh... Well, we have a procurement plan right now..."

Show off my questions in a cold sweat.

I don't know what to do, it doesn't look like it's here, so why don't you visit me at the Forge Guild and ask me if I can share it?

"... what are you doing here?"

Clayman, whose eyes were still dead when he suddenly spoke and turned around, stood.

I didn't notice because I was eating down to the merchant to negotiate.

"Yeah? Oh, Clayman, what... I'm shopping. You'll see, right?"

"You look like you're rubbing something... even negotiating a discount on a product? You make a lot of money, you're a moneymaker."

Apparently you saw the merchant's troubled expression and thought I was trying to price the product.

I did negotiate discounts in stores in my last life, but I wouldn't negotiate until the clerk was so full of cold sweat.

Mostly Clayman is right, and I don't have a reason to stick that much because I make a lot of money.

"You don't look like I'm that asshole... Just shopping."

"Hmm... well, either way, it doesn't matter to me. … so you can finally submit a request to the Alliance?"

"Yes, I've been waiting for you, Master Clayman. I can already do the paperwork..."

Apparently Clayman came at work and told me something about it with the merchant I was negotiating with.

If only the merchants were in a rush against Clayman for his usual lazy attitude. The merchant has bowed his head over and over to Clayman, who yawns at him as he takes his head.

Guests and merchants can also be seen staring at Clayman and raising their voices of surprise.

He says the title of deputy guild master is not Dada, even if it's all over.

... I feel painful that Clayman is actually well known for looking at a landscape like this.

"Thank you very much for waiting, Master Clayman. This will be the requisition form."

Clayman reads the documents the merchant brings when he becomes sweaty in a single reply.

I look at the paperwork with a reluctant face as to whether it wasn't very good content.

He seemed to think it was a pain in the ass, like that.

"Oh come on... the content of the request is more troublesome than the last time I came"

"Yes… but we are also multiplying the rewards for that, and it was the general thrust of the Talibauk Commercial Guild…"

Sounds like it's kind of not a good request as far as I'm concerned.

Looks like the merchant is explaining the request, but Clayman, he's pounding his tongue, and he's yawning.

You're a deputy guild master. Is that a good attitude?

... Think about it. Even the guild feels like that.

When I look around, I see people shining their eyes at Clayman. Seriously, what the hell is a clayman?

Or maybe you can finish talking about Clayman's work soon. When I was thinking about it, suddenly Clayman laughed at me. Clayman inviting and calling me in as I go...... I have a kind of bad feeling.

"Hey, Youki. You, do me a favor."

"Say no."

I'm busy searching for demon ore for Guy right now, so I can't ask him to swallow.

Besides, Clayman's earlier grin was definitely the face he was up to, and I'm too suspicious.

"Uh... well, that's it. Ear to ear."

"Ha!? That's why I can't..."

"From Yi, from Yi"

That's what I'm told. I'm forced to grab my shoulder. I'll be in a position to lend my ear. What the hell, not at all...

"I'm busy right now!?"

"Ma, listen. Look, I told you this morning it was A-ranked. I'll do whatever I can with my authority."

"That's why it's suspicious. That annoying clayman should do that to me... and I need to find the demon ore."

Not if you're talking nonsense like this.

Until I go to a different store if this isn't a good place.

If it wasn't... I'd have to go get it myself directly by the last resort.

"Demon Ore? Then it's just fine. I don't know why you want demon ore or anything - but my request is for demon ore tangles. If you're gonna get here, I'm not gonna split you up."

"Seriously!?... but hey"

I can't trust one thing about Clayman right now, and I don't know if it'll be over soon...

"... just help me. If you're in a hurry, you can leave tomorrow."


When it comes to trusting Clayman's story, can you be sure you'll get more help with the request now than looking for it in another commercial guild?

I can't even pretend to think that there's only five days of respite.

"I get it. Instead, when you're done with your request, give me the demon ore."

"All right... that's a deal. Don't worry, I'll give you the Demon Ore once you've fulfilled your request."

Clayman stops shouldering with me because we're done talking.

"Oh, that ~. Will you accept the request after all?"

A merchant, who was completely forgotten because he was telling a secret story, called out worryingly.

Still, I'm wiping my sweat with a handkerchief about when I let it out, as if the cold sweat hasn't stopped.

"Oh, I'll take it. I'll do my best to meet your expectations."

Clayman receives a request while saying that he has something he doesn't even have in mind.

... There wouldn't be a word on Clayman's dictionary to work hard on.

"Thank you, Master Clayman"

"Well, look forward to hearing from someone from the Alliance when the request is fulfilled."

"Oh, wait, Clayman."

Waving flirtatiously, following Clayman out of the Tarikuvo commercial guild, out of the store.

"... Um, were you still there? Can I help you?"

"I'm not looking for anything. I had no choice but to take it on, but I didn't ask for anything."

"... Simply put, it's the collection of demon ore. Respect your circumstances. As I said earlier, the client's departure is tomorrow. Gather before the Morning Guild, that's it."

That's what Clayman left.

... It caught my eye to put it simply.

But Clayman's not a bad guy that far. You wouldn't do anything to fit me...... probably.

Either way, Guy's life is at stake, and there was no choice.

"Even Cecilia must be working hard for Teal, and I have to work hard too"

In the meantime, the goal of obtaining Demon Ore stood, so I went back to the inn in preparation for the next day and got to the floor worried about Guy's safety.

The next day, I leave the inn to make my move to the guild so that I can get to the promised time.

On the road, I had a strange preconceived notion from the troublesome smell of clayman and it seemed to loose in time, but he was worried.

When you see the guild, there's a carriage stopping in front of the guild, and you see a shadow waving at me. I wave back my hand too......

"Clayman, isn't that the kind of character that waves at me?"

The discomfort burst into my mouth unexpectedly.

When I approached him, the shadow was Cecilia, not Clayman.

If you look closely at the carriage, it's always the carriage of the Aqualein family.

"Good morning, Mr. Yowki"

"Morning... why is Cecilia here?"

I'm not the only one.

Cecilia points to the carriage with her hands.

Looking at the carriage carriage carriage, there was a clayman looking relaxed with Mr. Sophia, who gracefully drinks tea.