115 113 Talk, you son of a bitch!

"Hey, Taro. Do you have any better ideas to stand out?

In response to the remarks of the shaky night (or so) to further boost our "stalls", which are thriving until there is no more, I put them in the store to try out "The Seed Fire (Lantern) that Lights Life".

I was wondering if it would be bright and noticeable if I kept "Sun Burning Fake Souls (Saint Homuncles)" in front of the stall.

"What's all this?"

"You live like a human inside?

"Oh, I saw it over here!?

"How much is this?

"Ah. That's not for sale."

The advice was useful as a customer, but I don't want to sell it, so I'll give you a clear answer.

"Whoa, 'stalls' here, that's a lot of girls!

"And the clerk's level. Yeah!

"No, I'm still on level seven. How about a beer or something? You'll find some ginbeye and yukata."

While I am satisfied with the first results, I will do my best to respond to the customer.

"Ugh, Mr. George!

"Bonjour, Mademoiselle!

A pair of mercenaries (players) whispered casually to the wolf maid in our "stall", which was crowded with customers as bugs in such light.

"Oh, you guys."

Maybe you know George?

For that matter, I don't know... the two outfits were the ultimate thing.

Both names protected the upper body with a simple iron breastplate, and the lower body was designed to skew the forehang diagonally, wearing trousers securely underneath, of course.

Look at that. Mercenary operations and craftsmanship.

These normal fitting people are those (...) George's friends?

"How are the mercenaries' stalls?

Oh, are you a member of the same clan as George?

But is it a mercenary regiment (clan) with many good artisan mercenaries (players) such as Sadie Stick?

Nevertheless, let me say it again.

Awesome, normal.

He dresses so decently that he doesn't think he's George's kind.

"It's not as good as this' stall 'over here, but it's pretty popular."

"Bon (good) customers are busy, Connor Moray Yikes!"

Hmm?

Something's starting to make one feel just as tense as George.

"Oh man!? So why don't you go peek over there, too?

"Oh no, I'll be fine!?

"Non non, Dama (Lady). I wouldn't bother Mr. George."

Seeing them freakishly frightened and rhetorical, I realized even more now that monopolizing Vice Commander George might be annoying.

As for the ice-crystal jocks, you can keep the stock here, and maybe even George will want to show his face to his own mercenary regiment (clan).

"Oh, uh, I'm always getting along with Mr. George"

That's why I greet two people who look like commonsense people.

"Oops!?

"Fuh!?

The two stretch their spines pinned as if the electric shock had flown, staring at this one.

"I say taro. George, it's okay if we leave this place for a little while, so join these guys and see how the Mercenaries are doing at the" stall. "

"Ugh, thank you angel, cum! Let me sweeten your words. Wow!

"The clouds are getting blurry... the rumored angel has seen it at first sight, and I'll disperse it early"

"Violently Consonzmon (Agreed)!"

George's mercenary regiment (clan) buddies who secretly talk to each other.

"Just don't let the vice president rub your ass again."

... let's not ask.

"Oh, Vanata and the others. No. Nice to meet you."

And they didn't seem to escape the devil's hand.

"Ugh, nod!

"Ha-ha!

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"What are you guys nagging about..."

Mr. George, the handsome guys are on track here.

Do it alone.

And now I'm not here. I'm sending George a telepathy, and I'm sending a cold gaze at my best friend, Evening Fai (Yuki), and Shaking Night (Koya).

My best friends, combined with Yuki-Sizuk-chan combinations, sell mainly 'ore' based materials that are the source of weapons and protective equipment. I also resell arms and equipment that I have given away cheaply from someone I know......

"No, it's not!?

"Customer service!?

The two overreacted to my resentment, which was scattered bossy from next door.

I'm sure the telepathic threat to George may have been conveyed.

Of course I know it's customer service, but that doesn't convince me.

Pouring beer, I don't think I can rest my hands. If I'm dealing with a bunch of nasty Otoko customers, and you guys are here, for some reason, it's just a bunch of female customers!

"Damn it! Kuma's poo!

When I finish painting Mr. Bear on Zimbabwe, the customer in front of me turns into a pocan, so I rush off with a customer service smile.

Well, either way, I'm not qualified to complain because it's too high a hurdle to serve a customer or something to a first time female opponent.

It would still be men's sexuality that makes me envious.

"Wow, Taro, you're bullying me!

"Talo, it's okay, huh? Because we're watching, right?

Hmm?

He looks at me with a lukewarm eye with a strange grin.

"Besides, those guys, if you open your mouth, how about Talo, what the fuck! All the time, I'm going to come up with Talo's topic, and he says he's a Lolicon, so don't worry!

"That's right. Leave it to these sisters. Because Taro's precious seniors are keeping their eyes open so they don't get hooked on weird women, huh?

Lorico......

No, I'm not mistaken for something different!?

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"More and more customers..."

I got a little tired of responding to the mercenaries (players) coming to the hiatus. So I leave the seller to Mina, Lily and Announ to calm down behind the stall and let me take a little break.

"Talo's doing better."

Are you a little tired, breathing and crushing at night (like this)?

This guy's sitting next to me, taking a break.

The posture brought to the material on the back is sloppy and relaxed, even though he looks like a cute butler.

Yet it's strange because it's like that.

Glasses, good-looking bastards!

"Well...... so, what's it like over there?

"Uh, sort of. But the Taro and the others are losing sales. After all, Taro's products have a stronger impact."

"Taru?

Oh, here we go. Here we go.

My proud best friend shrugs his shoulders and makes his hands crack.

From the side, this guy is cool. But, but. Long time dating, I don't miss tweaking my glasses three times quickie.

It's my face that I don't seem to be interested in sales, etc., but that one I regret on the inside.

Ha ha.

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh

"I'm not feeling well, I'm not feeling well."

"Wow! Holy shit! You did it."

"Uh... Koo, I can't believe I'm skipping alone, 'cause it's tough over here"

When I messed up and made a scene, Evening Fai (Yuki) broke in for a long time.

"You're just a woman for Yu, not a product anyway"

"Isn't that the same with Koo?"

"Eh, blow it up, handsome butler."

Did you say anything, ma'am? and Nico laughing Evening Fai (Yuki) let it pass for now. I don't know how many times it would return if I fought back poorly.

"Quick talk, use what you can use as a weapon"

"Well, that would be nice if customer service went well and business flourished"

That's the good-looking guys I was born with.

Instead of boasting of my superior appearance, I don't even put it on my nose. An attitude that integrates light strengths into a strategy.

I envy that plenty of room.

I don't know, I don't know!

If you're surrounded by so many first-time girls, don't be so soft!

Damn it!

Either way, it doesn't matter what it looks like here.

And then, at night, I had a distant eye, and I said, "zero."

That voice, which was dropped a tone more than earlier, strangely silenced the scene.

"Hmm?"

Unexpectedly, I ask back what you're talking about.

Then, at night, for some reason, he makes a difficult face and points in a certain direction.

"Look, look at me."

Looking in the direction indicated by my best friend's long, squishy fingertips, there was Yuji.

The look of the guy who is RF4-you, unlike the pouty body shape of reality, seeps through the beauty of a boy who is likely to stir up his craving for asylum. However, none of the women who have their maternal instincts tickled because their words and actions are too bad.

"Just like Earl, I can make characters no matter what"

Oh, you're talking about the character creations you set in the early days.

"There are rarely any mercenaries (players) who use real modules in this world."

Real modules? The system of making it exactly the same character design as the look of reality. I'm playing with Calacri, too, turning it into a real mod... it's that rare.

"By chance, it's just that there's so much around us. Yuruchi and Taro's sister? And Koo and me."

Therefore, the appearance of the world here has no effect whatsoever, it is the same as a kind of fantasy, and Yuki has entered into a dialogue to exhale.

I don't know...... I felt a slight shade on the sides of my two best friends.

"If you think about it normally, there's too many real modules."

"Rumor has it that not one in 1,000 people is charming with real mods."

That's less than I expected.

Then, as Yuki put it, there are a lot of people around me who play in real life mods. Sure, I hear Mina and Lily use the same characters as they do in real life...

"Ma, there's no point in what you look like here"

"Isn't that a good example of taro?

"You look like a girl like that, not really."

"Speaking of which, what happened to the bug? I still can't get it back. Really?

All I could do was look away from the two of you asking me with a pretty serious face.

"He doesn't know yet..."

"Right."

"Oh, my God."

For a moment, the subtle air wrapped us around.

But that's just for a few seconds.

Cheer up, angels, and a night of grinding and rambling your head.

"Don't treat me like a child."

As I shake off this air, which has only gotten a little heavier, I purposefully sound energetic and shake off my hands at night.

"Oh, my God, angels don't seem to be in the mood, do they?

Oh, my God, he hooks me up at night and knocks me off at Yuki.

"I'm not an angel. I'm a genius alchemist, for Christ's sake!

To the two of you who guided me through the conversation so that I could get rid of something heavy, I send a secret thank-you to the back of my back for what the crude words are.

No matter what, we talk to each other with our eyes.

Hahaha laughing at each other as usual.

There was a rash.

"... antaratism ~, is it a little lollicon after all?

All of a sudden, Yuri appeared on the back, so we were freaked out.

Seriously, Yuri, who stares at us, exhales a small sigh of relief.

Then I groaned that it was the only way.

"I don't mind we're friends, but Taro is such a beautiful girl that she's super attached, right? If you have time for such a proper taro, I'd like it to be time to take a break. And take turns with me! Get out of the way!"

Yuichi pushes over here, as usual, to give up his place to his best friends in a cheerful move.

I was heartily thrilled that there would be a skinship tournament against me by Yuruchi, but I didn't.

"Shit... Customer, I'm in trouble"

That's because the upsetting Sizuk voice was heard from the 'stall'.

She seemed to be looking for help.