Ore no Ongaeshi: High Spec Murazukuri

When Orn's city market research came to an end, the village kids were in trouble.

Please help me, Yamato.

"What's up, Mr. Riesha?"

"As a matter of fact, customers..."

Point your gaze in front of the Uld Dewstore.

There were two groups of guests arguing.

"Sorry, Mr. Ozzie. I accounted for this tannery first."

"Hmm, that doesn't matter! I just decided to buy it!

"Well, well. Customers. Both calm down."

It is apparently a problem regarding the right to purchase goods. The son of the village, a seller, was in trouble between the two sets of words.

"I like this Wold leather product, and I finally found it, Ozzie."

It was the young man who chose first to do the accounting. In a light-hearted tone, it also looks playful somewhere.

"Well, you know what, kid! This is not a golden product!

The man who came later, on the other hand, was under high pressure, trying to take it aside.

He would be a good person with a perfect width, a merchant of gold, etc.

A customer of these two men is asking about a product lined up in an outdoor shop in Wold.

A common sight in a market (Bazaar) with no fine rules. I don't even care about the passersby around me.

"Do you want me to stop the fight in front of the store?"

When I know the situation, I break it between the two of them and arbitrate. Any further trouble can also be an obstruction to business.

"What! What about Xama!?

"The owner of this shop."

"Heh, you're the one from this outhouse in Uld..."

Both react to me, who has suddenly intervened. The adult man is intimidating, and the playful young man is somewhat impressed.

"Our shop wins early."

"Hey, what!? There's enough money to rot! I'll buy you every product in any store!

"No, I won't"

As far as I'm concerned, I want someone worthy to buy it.

Items created with all our heart by old men and children in the harsh winter months.

"Become... Wah, who do you think you are! You are Viscount Butanz, the noble merchant of the Empire!

"I'm sorry. I don't know because I'm understudied."

In response to my supposed politeness, the man named Viscount Butantz turns a bright red face and rages. It shivered a good body, and the momentum is still slashing.

"No disrespect! Kill this countryman and dump him!

With that instruction, the shadow that was holding back moves.

When you see that you have a sword on your lower back, it will be the mercenaries of the escort. Follow my employer's orders faithfully, draw swords and try to kill me.

"No grudges, but die!

The mercenaries look used to it.

Killing a minority seller is not a great sin. For the Lord, an aristocratic merchant, will solve it with gold, as usual.

"Ahem...?

But the swords of the mercenaries were never pulled out.

"What the... what the..."

Because the sword of our own love, which was just now with us, had disappeared from our hips every sheath. It's as if it was in God's Hidden.

"Is this what you're looking for?

"Hey, why are you doing this?"

Looking at the sword I had in my hand, the mercenaries turned their faces bright blue.

There was no sound or indication at all. Soon the merchant spirit in front of us was taking away our swords.

"Do you still want to kill?

I turn my gaze to the noble merchant and ask.

If you want to do any more, let me take this one out for real. Tell them with your gaze.

"Oh, remember! This humiliation is bound to come off!

"You don't have to come and buy anymore"

Aristocratic merchants and mercenaries flee the market (Bazaar) with a throwaway dialogue. Of course I returned my poor quality sword.

"Thank you so much, Yamato."

"That was Brother Yamato!

"Come on, we'll get back what we were behind."

Trouble also subsides and the Uld dewstore will be reopened.

The market (Bazaar) was noisy for a while because of us.

But as if nothing had happened, now we're getting back to busy.

In the city of Orn, which is a trading city and a crucible of races, trouble like that earlier would be a daily tea meal. It is a triumph.

"No, thanks, Dana"

"Until I had a natural response."

The young man who bought the leather product just now applauds me.

"And you're strong, Dana."

"It's not a big deal"

My words are not humble.

Earlier mercenaries moved too slowly and naively. There's no such thing as pulling a sword out of every sheath from their hips.

I really doubt I can do the mercenary business with that much arm.

The children of the Uld and Han tribes in the village are many times better off in that one.

"That's Dana from" Rumor "..." Yamato from Uld Village "..."

"Rumors...... you say?

"Whoa, you shouldn't. I have to go back. See you later, Dana the Yamato!

"Oh."

That's what the playman-style man says and runs off the market (Bazaar).

But I feel like the man was putting an accent on a word that bothered me.

("Rumors"... such haz...)

The village of Uld, where I lived, is a settlement on the closed periphery of the mountainous area.

Until recently, the Great Bandits sealed off the streets, and no one came in or out of the village.

I mean, no one but the villagers should know I was in Urd's village. There is no chance of rumors or information.

(You heard wrong...... but)

He was a strangely concerned young man.

The appearance was light and playful.

But obviously, footing wasn't a "free man”. Perhaps one who has undergone some kind of workout.

"Brother Yamato!

"Mm-hmm. What's up?

A bunch of kids selling at a Uld's Dewstore called out to me.

"Also, if it's such a“ hard face, "customers won't lean on it."

"Yes, smile, please"

Apparently, I had a hard look on my mind.

He seems to have missed the "sales mileage” that is fundamental and most important to his business.

"Like this?

"Still got a" hard face ”!

"If so..."

"Ya, Yamato... leave us to rest here"

Girl Risha even bothers me.

I have no choice, so I decide to leave the dew shop to her and the kids.

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The opening hours of the market (Bazaar) end in the evening.

"You sold more today than I thought, Yamato"

"Oh, that went well"

Though only a short time in the afternoon, the sale of the products at the Uld Dewstore went well.

I still have a lot in stock, so I plan to open the store tomorrow as well.

(I hope there's no trouble again...... tomorrow is the real deal)

Although there was a little anxiety, I was planning a new prospect.