Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Enough has passed since I started accepting cigarette leaf (peep) replacement. No people come at all.

I significantly lower the market from what Noswell is putting up for sale and advertise that it will accept the replacement based on two Benol coppers, but on the contrary it may seem too cheap and frigid.

Benol copper is one of the demon ore substitutes for currency that the example chief is encouraging.

In the settlements here, they are generally treated as equivalent to two hundred yen converted into Japanese yen in a handful of sizes.

In other words, there are five thousand yen of cigarette leaves (peeps) in Noswell and four hundred yen of cigarette leaves (peeps) over here.

I didn't think it was a good idea to push at a low price.

Is it the same thing if I hand out the test product for free, more than the price is not an issue?

We have to do something about this, 'I can't move because I'm scared of the Calco family' air.

A man approached this outdoor shop.

I thought chilling was the only way to interfere, but it's not that atmosphere.

The man glances at the queue, then sighs haha.

Apparently, Noswell's outhouse is slow to negotiate, so he cut the paralysis and flowed over here.

"... If you have two benol copper in one bundle, can you ask for four bundles now?

The man shows me a chunk of dried bow meat bracketed in thread.

I did.

This could change the flow.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Plus five bundles..."

"Hey! You! I remember your face! You know what happens!

Noswell rises and barks.

When the man looked at Noswell, he received a bunch of cigarette leaves (peeps) to snap from me and ran away to leave a chunk of dried meat behind.

"I told you I remember your face! Shit! You're gonna make me regret this!

Noswell calls that, then tongues, and sits roughly in a chair.

Got hit.

If you buy cigarette leaves (peeps) from over there, you'll see them as hostile to the Calco family, and they stabbed you with a nail.

This made my hopes flowing from that queue pretty dim.

"Mr. Abel! I knew I couldn't do it! Let's pull it off once!

Cibi's right, do we still have to move?

No, but I can't do much damage to the Calco family without directly wearing the customer base.

Do we have to stick here and wait for a turning point?

"... it's all right, Gisele should be back with two secret weapons"

But Gisele's home a little late.

Is something wrong?

"That autem, what is it? I wasn't listening to you at all?

"One of them is a merchant auto tem."

There is no magical basis for a spoiled story, a spoiled autem of commercial prosperity.

Behind this oatem is supposed to carve a determined magic formation, and I've tried to analyze that magic formation.

There were symbols and half-encryptions that I didn't think made sense, and the analysis was extremely difficult.

I managed to look up all the magic moves, all the work, but discovered the terrible fact that nearly 80% of the whole thing was in a form that I couldn't interfere with magic at all.

It was just a magic formation that would spin and drain the magic without the other 20% or meaning.

This is bad.

How bad is it? The refrigerator doesn't work, so I disassembled it and it was a light bulb and it sucked.

What do you do in the light, cool it?

There are many such non-magical things in this world.

But I love those frigid things, too.

Maybe he has a tremendous amount of power that current magic doesn't understand.

Thinking about it, it's quite romantic.

"... does that make sense, that?

"Hey, it's better than not. I believe that makes sense? Do you have any complaints?

"Brother! I took it!

Just then, Gisele came back with two autems.

"Giselle, well done! Looks like it took a while, but what happened?

"I'm sorry...... Actually, my father caught me and told my brother to clean up after the mitzvah... If you're that way, don't worry, Mr. Filo managed to finish it right away by helping!

... Oops.

Then is that, or am I in the shape of a sister and a granddaughter of a chief who has been running away with a round toss of adult ritual cleanup?

My father's tired face comes to my attention.

I have to apologize to Philo, too.

"... su, sorry. Uh... put that oatem, on the edge and end of the carpet."

Gisele places the red oatem at the left edge and the blue oatem at the right edge.

The red is more of an auto tem for commercial prosperity.

The blue autem has the power to attract animal interest.

Originally hunted, it is an oatem for use as a type of trap or trap.

It's not that the customer doesn't come because it's not noticeable now, but rather because it's noticeable because it's evil, so I guess I can't expect a big effect.

"How's it going..."

Gisele looks around on the carpet and clouds her verbal butt.

You must have realized that the situation is not fragrant.

"... as you can see,"

I might have been licking the influence of the Calco family a bit.

"So, but when I was cleaning up earlier, Mr. Gallia was promoting me! I also handed out a prototype that I had left behind, but it seemed to be well received! It might be time to come!

Try to inspire me, or Giselle will talk like a curl.

I see, if people come around, this air could change, too.

"Hey, can you give me a bunch?"

Here we are, our second guest.

"Yes, yes..."

Niyanya and a creepy grin, Okapa-headed youth.

I don't care what you think. It's Noswell. Thank you.

Did you finally come to harass me by chewing out your own outdoor shop?

"Hey... I didn't know you were successful in mass production. I need to let you check later on who was cooperating. Well, at this rate, I don't think I needed to be vigilant. So, how do you feel, Aberu? Leave the store on the side like it's a hit, and don't be a sucker."

Noswell bows his back and brings his face closer to me.

Shit, I'm usually annoyed.

Even I honestly didn't expect to feel so miserable so far.

Shall I make this okapa a sucker dump?

"It's useless in an outdoor store. So don't you have to come all the way out here to chill? What's wrong with an easy job that even a dog can do just to summon like you just did? Have you finally been retarded?

I get my face close to losing, too.

Noswell rubs his eyes with his sleeves away from his face. They got my hair in my eyes.

Sorry, not a well-kept haircut like you.

"Ha! Don't be crunchy. The Cigarette Leaf I'm dealing with. Huh, my dad took over the Calco family tradition, technology, and sublimated it over time. This is what it's like to have a kid in good shape who can't even smoke cigarette leaves (peeps) on Locke. I was just visible from the start. What, is that a gag? Hmm?"

Oh, my God, you son of a bitch!

It's a habit that you traded in for a hard vibe!

In the first place, the quality of the cigarette leaves (peeps) would be irrelevant even though only one person has yet established an exchange.

I won't allow you to fool around with the cigarette leaves (peeps) that I made while spitting blood on my sleepless days.

"Tradition or technology? Clearly, the cigarette leaves over there (peep), I can't see the concept! Aren't we just waiting to be able to shift appropriately from the hard mould and be better off? The details are mostly no-touch. No, the individual differences in the autem itself are too great, so I guess I can't make them. If you touch it poorly, the difference goes too far individually! Because that's how coarse you are!

I can see that the magic supply is unpleasant. Cigarette leaves (peeps) become living oatems. If you continue to receive the magic of smoking with bad emotion and stress, then even the leaves will taste bad. Is it your tradition to force you to override and delude that from a different approach than it should be? Tell your dad to start over from the ground up... "

"Mr. Abel! Hold it! Hold it! Everybody's watching! Because it's embarrassing!"

Cibi strapped me in the wings.

"Let go, Civi! I'm gonna smash his proud plate!

"Calm down! Calm down! I know how you feel!

I had an eye for Gisele, who was a dick.

"Gisele! Strip the Cibi!

"Huh! Ha ha!

"Hey Giselle! Don't obey me there! Mr. Abel, help me stop this! Hey, really! Don't touch my flank! I'm a little happy, but later! Please!"

All of them, but Cibi didn't even freak out.

That's how I've been calming down, too.

Don't, losing your cool just makes the situation worse.

"Dude, do the dewstores here beat up customers?

Noswell says, taking the demon ore with the magic formation out of his pocket.

The Calco family shouldn't use any demon ore currency, but apparently one of their surroundings received it by mistake.

I was making a scene with that earlier, but I heard it.

"Acole copper makes five bundles..."

"They say a bunch is fine."

Noswell says, then licks the removed acorn copper with a pepper and tongue and sticks it on my deco.

Then Noswell grabs a bunch of cigarette leaves (peeps) and walks away from me laughing at the heels.

I was so angry, my thoughts stopped completely for about a few seconds.

"To, my brother, oh my god!! Let go of me, Mr. Cibby! I can't kill him!

Giselle butiguirred first.

"Calm down! You really need to calm down! Just calm down! If it doesn't heal, you can hit me later, just count to about ten seconds and then get mad! Because that's all very different!

Noswell removes the wrap, removes the cigarette leaves (peeps) and beats them to the ground.

Then with his feet, he steps over and over again.

"Phew ~ Phew ~ Phew ~ Phew ~ Phew!

After a gentle look back at this one, Noswell went back to his dew shop laughing out loud.

"Ah, super refreshing! Oh, come on, you guys, your hands are stopped! At that rate, it won't be over at sundown, but incompetence!

Nearly thirty seconds after that, the three of us were silent.

He was just putting his kill intent on his gaze and staring at Noswell's back.