Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Less than two hours from an assortment of fruits named special drinks.

As Waldo said about pulling guests in an hour, there are few mercenaries who had such noisy, banquet-like dinners. He was now left with only an elderly mercenary who seemed to be a regular and a few mercenaries who seemed to be late at work.

"-Oh, your bill will be fourteen gold coins and six copper coins"

In the meantime, an employee known as Mel tells the amount. I'm confused, and I tell her the total amount, and her face says, "Are you sure? It said."

Her expression of slight guilt is natural.

At any rate, motivated Waldo's father has served fish dishes with unknown steaks of some kind or spices rarely seen around here, vegetable dishes with colors he has never seen, etc. Not that it's unpleasant, but it was just a ghetto dish if I made the mistake of asking the question why I wanted to buy this ingredient in the first place.

And this amount. No matter how many ingredients the Aginis family has not seen, they have not added any drinks, but this amount has disappeared in the dining room of the only inn.

The father's temper to keep it full from the guy who can is the amount of money that feels like a hiccup.

"Now please"

"Yes! Ichi, stay,... Ju, Ju. Then I'll keep fifteen gold coins. We'll take you to Sugu."

"No, I don't need your help."

Well, I'll make the payment while I tell myself it's cheaper if I think it's an information fee. You don't have to pay more because you've been plucked up with so much money, but this much expected caged food is deceived, and it seems like a man will get rid of it if he pays just the amount or receives the stick.

Fortunately now there is also money in the shame of the Hendra Chamber of Commerce. You can't waste it, but you'll need some glory.

"Oh, but..."

You said you'd give me a corner, so take it, Mel.

"Yes! Thanks!

"You're welcome."

If you laugh at her for receiving the money with a peppered head down Waldo's push, you run off blushing your cheeks. I left my back in the chair, dropping her off like that.

"A treat. I'm sorry to hear that."

"What's not in my mind..."

"No, no. I still really appreciate this, huh? It's my father's bad habit. Even if I knew it would never sell, I'd like to buy rare ingredients and spices. The inn and cafeteria are supposed to thrive in shame, but there are times when there's a deficit."

"... wouldn't that be too much of a fall?

"That's right. That's why my mother used to piss me off."

"I guess."

Whatever was transported to our desk was still there, but as far as the menu was concerned, meals and drinks were at normal prices. The ingredients are all common, too, and if they're all thriving, they should make a lot of money. Despite this, it's too awesome to put out a deficit or something.

Instead of knowing if you can sell or not, you spend too much money on ingredients that sell less.

"- Looks like my dad's hands are empty. It's about time we lost visitors and moved."

"Right."

I wonder what the hell drives Waldo's father so far... and that's what Waldo tells me when he thinks about the numerous dishes that are neither acceptable nor necessary because of the bizarre ingredients.

If Waldo, who invites me to take a seat, stood up interrupted and urged me to think, there was a man coming out of the back of the store wiping his hands.

"- Dad!"

"Waldo. Hey, I got a good customer. I'm relieved to remove all the ingredients I hid from my mother. Now you don't have to be angry."

"Were you buying something in confidence again?

"'Cause it's Eastern ingredients, right? I don't know why that stuff came in, but you'd have to buy it, wouldn't you?

I wonder if this man, who answers Waldo's words without being evil, is Waldo's father. The face is similar to Waldo's, but the difference in the eye area is also a difference in temperament or a slightly soft atmosphere. Now that you used to be a mercenary, people don't see it.

As far as the conversations I hear in front of me, I feel strongly that Waldo and I are parents.

"... father. Dojo is good, but it's not like the store is crushed. If you overdo it, your mother's gonna hurt you, okay?

"I know. Well, in case of danger, bring in another customer of the day. That would be fine."

"- That's right, but it's up to my father to come back. Hey, Aginis?

When I began to think of myself as "really fat, this parent and child" in front of me and in a conversation I didn't hesitate to get pomped, I finally got spoken to by Waldo. At the same time, he was given a strong gaze not only by Waldo's father, but also by several mercenaries and all his employees who remained in the store.

Until then, it was directed at, "Are you noble? Rare here..." A glance gathered on itself with momentum that seemed to hear a bah and a sound, turning from a degree of awareness. In the store, where the conversation stopped and calmed down, the sound of a gallangaran and a basin dropped. If you looked at the audio source, the woman known as Mel in the back of the store remained solidified in the position where she dropped her basin.

I don't even have to think about the cause.

Because for the first time since I've been here, Waldo's got my family name in his mouth. Louder and clearer so that everyone in the store can hear it too.

Is it deliberate or computational...... no, is there any chance of a delightful offender?

Think about that to Waldo, who is biting off a stinker and a laugh at the look of his hardened father when he looks at me. I feel like I just wanted to surprise him when I look at Waldo on his face as a surprised father, but I know this guy is surprisingly thoughtful by making him look like a brain muscle. Besides, I'm good at observing people and determining their tolerance.

It's a delicate matter of whether instinct makes it that way or whether the guidelines are good. While there were many mercenaries, it was very helpful not to lead them to a seat where they could hide themselves and call them names...

You just didn't tell me about my visit, so far I've laid down my family name, and it's hard to appreciate Waldo revealed at this time.

I walk out in front of Waldo's father, who is still solidified, thinking about the essence of Waldo, which I can't grasp right now.

"Nice to meet you. I belong to the same Warrior family as Waldo, my name is Doyle von Aginis. Forgive me for this unexpected visit."

"- No, no, no, no, no, no."

I greet Waldo's father, who returns everything to my word, consciously and quietly, so that he can calm down.

I had guessed that my son had brought a nobleman, but I suppose the nobleman did not even think of him as a Duke's house. I can see Waldo's father wondering what to do with me. On top of that, you're looking back at what you said and did earlier, and there's a sweat on your temples.

Though I tried to greet him as calmly as I could, Waldo's father had such a look on his face as "You're Tasty" to see.

"Nah, don't freak out, Dad. Aginis is not a man angry enough to be treated like a golden man, and if he was such a man, he wouldn't bring him here."

"- Waldo."

"He said he wanted to ask my father and my grandparents something. If I sell you a favor here, you can keep it up, okay? Hey, Aginis."

Of course.

I just came up with an opening measure to Waldo's father wandering his gaze here and there without breaking his awkward look, "Well, what's up," and Waldo has a helpship.

Was there anything I thought about my son's words, Waldo's father slowly turning his wandering gaze at me? I was opening my eyes to Waldo's cheerful attitude along the way, but I exhaled and laughed at the breath I was packing when I saw that I didn't blame him.

"Ha! Waldo. You really brought a hell of a customer!

"You're on edge. I did my best because he's a bore. Lute was taken care of last year. He's a tough, tough guy. I've had it worked out a few times, but I'm no match for you at all. You're a good guest and noble, aren't you? Instead of complaining about my dad coming up, he even gave me some attention."

"... Mel tells me. I've always thought of you as a good boy of procedure, but I can't believe you caught the Duke's eye... that's from that Aginis family too"

"Isn't that amazing?

"... I also thought when I met my mother or when I was supposed to do this inn, but no, life means I don't know when or what will happen"

Waldo's father nods at the story of his son, who tells it with a little pride, and squeaks at the end. And he nodded a few times, turning to me and lowering his head gently.

"Looks like my son or lute took care of me. I can answer the pawn owner of the inn. It's no big deal, but I'll answer if you want. You've also contributed to the sales."

"Thank you. No matter, I will never bother you, and if you answer two or three, we will gladly continue to do so."

"And the old ladies, listen to me. You're gonna buy me a drink or two, right?

"I will not need one or two glasses, but I will luxury all the alcohol I have in this store right now, so if you'd like to join me, can you help me?

I just finished talking about me and my father, speaking to the mercenaries Waldo had left. Finally, you hadn't given up yet, I was trying to sell you right up to booze, so I'll give you a ride anyway.

"Boulder, Aginis! Father."

"Oh! Hey, you guys, bring me some liquor over here! You can drink, too. It seems to be Aginis' luxury."

"" "I'll be ready in a minute!

Waldo and Waldo's father were the ones who shined the most light on my words. And the employees, voiced by Waldo's father like that, begin to prepare for the liquor platter with pleasure when they hear the words of free liquor.

What was the gaze and silence earlier? To the living and moving parents and children and employees, this parent has this child, this store owner has these employees.

"Grannies, you can drink all you want for free up to your father's secret booze!

"- Store owner's secret? That's good."

"Do you want us to come with you?"

Take my word for it, Waldo's voice is bright inviting the regulars.

Watching Waldo live and prepare, I think things seem to say nevertheless. It's strange because alcohol that would have been expensive or too bizarre to sell also sounds good when it comes to stash.

... Well, so either way if the mercenaries are willing to talk.

Did you react to Waldo's invitation, or did you react to the preparations for another steady serving of alcohol? The mercenaries left in the store carry their baggage one after the other and move to the center.

I stroke my chest down to see how those mercenaries were doing and that I was finally going to achieve results. I know you used to invite me to get familiar and free booze, but if you can get me about the same desk, it also means I paid for a high meal.

"Can we just talk about the price of alcohol?"

"At the behest of old shopkeepers and boys, you can't sell your people's information."

Of course.

"Then let's be a treat"

Or something like that. It's already liquored.

The mercenaries are starting to pour on the wooden jocks that were placed when they finished the journey before hearing the words of acknowledgement and handed whatever they wanted from the bottles that were seated and arranged. Looking at them like that, I sat in the seat that was nearby too.

Each of the employees who finished preparing at a great speed also has liquor, and the corner of the desk is lined with dried foods and leftovers of dishes that are likely to be a pinch of liquor. Waldo and his father each had a liquor of their choice, and were willing to drink it.

I said I had somewhere to go...... well, I can't do either in this atmosphere.

You say you can get corner information, but you don't seem to be able to go check the information on this foot, I'll rewrite my plans after this one in my head. Totally willing Waldo can force him to stop drinking, but not the mercenaries or Waldo's fathers.

I can't stop drinking it in front of me like it's all luxurious, and I can't read the air that I don't drink it because I'm in banquet mode so much.

The mercenaries, who seem to be both fathers and regulars thanks to Waldo, are friendly, so they are not on the right edge for once. Given the buzz a few hours ago and the fact that Inn is also doing it, you can expect the connections and information you can get here. So for today, it is desirable to go out with these people and take them in.

"Okay, cheers!

"" "" "" "Cheers!

Having concluded that, I put up the jock that Waldo's father had given him along with the head of the toast he had taken.

"So, what does Master Aginis want to hear?

"- Can you look at this one?

Asked by Waldo's father, who drank all the booze on the wooden jock at once, he spreads a piece of paper from his nostalgia onto his desk.

Waldo's father was drinking, and some seemed uninterested, and others peered into the paper spread over his desk, like a dish of liquor.

And some of them breathe with booze.

"... this again"

I heard it from some bitter-faced, elderly mercenaries, an extremely small whine.

"How did you get this?

"It's a secret."

And I giggle in my heart at Waldo's father, who has asked me with an indescribable face where the information came from. At the same time, he crushed the sights of Waldo's father and the mercenaries who showed a reaction.

Some of them noticed me like that and rushed to smack the flank of the mercenary next door, but it was too late.

I couldn't see many reactions because it wasn't that long, but I'll inscribe in my memory some of the marks a few of them did their gaze.

- There seems to be a lot of hits, above all.

What was written on the paper was a brief map of Wang Du marked with several places. The markings are all carefully selected places based on the information we had Zwei and the others examine. Even so, a good number remain, with the exception of blacksmiths and weapon shops, because the conditions of large books are "places where there are more than ten people in and out with weapons". Finding a hit from this is why I asked you here this time.

I wish you'd listen and tell me, and if you didn't have to tell me to get a reaction like you do now, there's a sign there. That's where it's worth a try.

In the first place, I don't think the mercenaries are honest enough to give me information. There will be a position with Waldo's father.

So it was enough that Waldo and Waldo's father, thanks to the booze, could get to the same desk as the mercenaries.

There's a lot of booze, so you can keep him drunk until he slips his mouth, and it's not a bad idea to get a little reaction from Waldo's father and older mercenaries.

Because there's no way a mercenary who likes to drink and loves to drink can be normal, such as Nakasato, without much reason for a banquet that has begun to be prepared with all this alcohol.

The banquet has already begun.

I can't run anymore.

"In this, I want to know where the newcomers have been in and out over the past year. Of course, for mercenaries, information will be a lifeline, so don't worry about what you don't want to say. In that case, let me hear a lot of rumors I've heard among you lately - but I don't mind talking about the extent of the liquor dishes. There's plenty of booze, so let's have some fun till morning, shall we?

He laughed and asked me so, remembering his face besides those who nodded in a whisper, and sober the jocks of those who were nearest him.

I'm sure I'm smiling very nicely right now.

"Come on, let's drink, shall we?

"... good courage, duke boy. If you refuse the liquor that is attached to you, the man obsoletes it. Try to take it!

My mercenary, who correctly understands the intent and purpose of the jock, is ready and exalted to proclaim.

"Don't get excited about the old age. I'm on active duty for life! If you want information, pull it out yourself!

"Of course. Let me do that"

In return, he laughed with a mercenary who was able to drink all the time.

We picked up a jock where we were sober.