Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

"There's a story that a few D-class people went to... that's what happened a few days ago. I didn't hear you were back."

"Aren't the assholes just going to die?"

"That's what I don't know. Hmm, if they're all dead, I might be able to go get some artifacts."

"Cluckle, you look like a corpse or a son of a bitch."

"Khh, aren't you, too? Shall we go? I think I can get something worth the money if I search nearby. If it looks dangerous, don't take it out."

"Gather the kids?"

I quietly eavesdrop at the adventurers' chatter about this disappearance while pretending to look at the bulletin board with my arms on.

Copson said the mansion was already well known.

Starting with some adventurers going and not returning, more adventurers are going to search the mansion and then disappearing.

There are also reports of missing persons in nearby villages who have already organized an investigation quest.

It was a common idea for adventurers to think that they were just dead if they didn't go somewhere. I can see them trying to search the body's belongings already. It's usually the pick-up guy.

For that reason, it's almost a mystery villa among adventurers. Some say there may be treasures or antiques.

"What the fuck."

I think it's only right that a damn chewy monster around here is killing all the people who came in... but it's also suspicious that it's a house that was suddenly discovered.

Well, the building is a building, so there is a good chance that other monsters, robbers, and bandits are nesting in it.

In any case, it is clear that there are such physical factors that people are missing. I had no idea this had happened since I had only been investigating with Elise for a few days.

Hold on a second.

Is this what demons are all about?

It is possible that other demons who crossed the gate, other than the Circus or the High Imp, hid in a place called the mansion. It was also reasonable to think so. It is absolutely natural that tourists from hell are shooting like puppies in the neighborhood.

Oh, shit.

I was hoping you'd come and see me before I sent Elise. I found out as soon as this started. Even if you're unlucky, you're not too fucking lucky.

It still smells like money.

Once you remove the bodies, you'll be able to touch the big money.

Of course, it will be as dangerous as the missing, but it won't be a problem if I'm good at it.

I know exactly what I am capable of.

Believe in power, believe in swords.

Then there is no reason not to dive into what is money.

That's what I usually do.

"Barbarian Shack? What are you doing there?"

"Copson?"

I was so locked up in my head that Copson squeezed his chin at me and said, You son of a bitch, what the hell are you thinking? Are you a deer bug?

"Long time no see, you son of a bitch. What have you been up to?"

"Khhhh, do you wonder what you've been up to? Then I guess it's cognitive."

"Did you get the money again?"

Having met again in a few days, Copson was in a position to look confident. It's because I have the right equipment. Adventurers also need good equipment to be able to afford it.

"Money? Khhhh! Well, it's the same thing!"

He laughs loudly and shouts.

I seem overjoyed by something.

"It's like making money. No way... it's a girl!"

Copson, this son of a bitch is flirting with her!

"No, fuck. That's not it. Damn it. I think that would be better for a woman."

"What is it, then, Shiva?"

"Let's get ready to be surprised."

I was prepared to be surprised by what Copson told me.

What the hell are you trying to tell me?

After looking at Kopson so suspiciously, he tucks his hand in his arms like a magician and pulls out his adventurer's hand.

"Look at this!"

"What the fuck... What is this!"

- Class D Adventurer Copson.

It wasn't an E adventurer defeat, it was a D adventurer defeat.

"Motherfucker! What the hell is going on? You got promoted!"

No, Copson, this son of a bitch got promoted!

"Khhhh! Yes! You finally got promoted! I haven't done a lot of work lately! Looks like you've had quite a career! You just got promoted yesterday!"

"Holy shit! This makes sense!"

"That makes fucking sense! Hahaha!"

Copson smiled loudly and ordered two beers to show off. I'm going to shoot you for a promotion, but let's be proud of it.

Copson was promoted.

Even though he was an alcoholic who was a gambler, he lived with a lot of work. You have to say that you are in the right mind when you hit an adventurer, but you work diligently while wasting your time.

Having lived like that for years, he would have built up his know-how and improved his skills as well. Even when he drifted into the jungle, his skills were reliable.

I guess I got promoted because I did my job with that skill.

But it's the strangest thing about making money to gamble more than anything else.

Anyway, I bought new equipment and got promoted.

This son of a bitch lived hard, too.

"Khh! If you collect some property like this, you can catch a woman and settle down in the city!"

"Son of a bitch. Aren't you going back home?"

"I'm already a D-class adventurer, but do I really need to go back home? My career is all here now."

"Well, I guess so."

Copson's dream is to save money, flirt with a woman, and settle here after marriage.

First, he needs to gamble to achieve his dream.

"Well, don't you think you should quit drinking or gambling?"

"Ugh... I'm thinking about it for now. That's why I only buy one drink. Now we're going to reduce alcohol, we're going to reduce gambling."

I hope it's not too late.

"I think my head is rolling normally. Anyway, congratulations, cheekbird. I remember when I was shaking in the jungle."

"Khh! So am I! Well, you might say that my experience has become my skill. I have to say that I met Alaune and the door was widened. I feel that way."

"Yes, I do."

I emptied a glass while listening to Copson's brag.

Copson was now in a state of confidence.

"By the way, Barbarian. Are you interested in a rumored mansion now?"

He chewed his jerky and said,

Of course I'm interested in this side.

"Of course I do. Why. Shop?"

"Well, I'm in D class, and now I have to play in that water. I'm going to meet other D-class adventurers and get acquainted. It's time for connection management. You don't have to hang out with the scoundrels anymore."

Surprisingly constructive.

As soon as I get to class D, I have the right idea that I'm going to lose them. It's how these guys become great adventurers.

Indeed, it is a consultant down mindset.

"You son of a... you know how to think constructively!"

"Hahaha! No wonder! The world is different now!"

Originally Class D or Class C, if you were promoted, you would need to be familiar with the same class of partners. Unlike E and F adventurers who had no credibility, they were decent people. Your rapporteur is important because we will continue to work together in the future.

There's a time when I thought so, too, motherfucker.

All dickheads are the same.

Harpy fucking balums.

You want to abandon me?

"So the Barbarians. Would you like to come with me? Well, if it's dangerous, I won't look back and run. Don't you know that? Give up if you don't want to stab. Immediately remove feet if dangerous. It's a virtue that both I and the Barbarians know."

Copson said in a confident tone.

"You know something. Yeah, of course you do."

I also personally prefer it.

Fight if battle is the only way out. But if there's a chance of escape, I aim for it. That's Kim Cat's survival know-how.

Copson has the same know-how as me.

That's why I trust him.

"Uh-huh, yes. Anyway, there's only a class D barbarian who can offer this. Would you like to come with me? I'm going to be gathering other adventurers as well."

"Shall we go?"

"Gasena!"

"Yeah, if something like this happens, you have to put it in your head first. Let's go!"

"Ow!"

That's how Copson and I decided to put our minds together to search the mansion. Man, Copson did a search once. Very motivated.

I decided to see Copson again tomorrow morning and broke up.

You'll need some preparation to search the mansion.

Let's talk to Claudie and Winia first.

Upon returning home, Winia was doing some magical research in a comfortable setting. It's been going on lately, but I don't think I can be any better in that area.

Even if Risha helps you once, it's a personal matter to accomplish it.

As a wizard, it takes time and focus.

"Phew... nigga, are you here?"

Winia, who was immersed, sighed as she covered her book.

"You're here fast, aren't you?"

"Yes. You're here fast."

"How hard can it be to do magic?"

"Fucking stress, really. I think I'm gonna blow my head off. I'm not going over anything. Ha... nigga, I'm so fucking cocky."

While I was standing up, Winia hugged me tightly and threw up complaints and swearing. It feels pretty cute to hang around.

"Uh-huh, isn't the book wrong? There's no way we Winia can't do this."

"... well, I guess so. The book is wrong, this one."

I tried to bring up the story for a while, but Winia looked up at me and said,

"Nigga, I need you to relieve your stress quickly."

"How do I release it?"

"Do you know what to say?"

"Ugh."

I immediately took Winia up to the second floor.

As soon as I went up, Winia, who had taken off her robe, also took off my robe and threw me to bed. And it comes right up to me, and at this point, I'm crazy excited.

Yes, it is also my duty to relieve Winia's stress.

Claudie was sleeping right next to her, but when the commotion broke out, she opened her eyes.

"Katt... are you here?"

"You're awake."

In the end, I relieved Claudie, Winia's stressful companion. No, Claudie didn't have any stress. I just got along early in the morning, and then I stretched into bed.

"Claudie, Winia. I'm going to work with Copson this time."

"With a nigger friend? Did you get a job without my permission?"

"No, I didn't get a job. It's a little interesting, so I'm going to do some research."

I told you about the mansion and what I talked to Copson about today.

Winia and Claudie don't seem to know about the mansion yet. I have never been to both the Adventurer Guild and the Tower recently, so I don't know the rumors.

"Why do you keep trying to get out of my house while I'm just studying magic? You don't like the house that much? Without niggas, who's gonna relieve my stress? Don't go anywhere."

Winia, who heard the explanation, said that and bit my pectoral muscles. I'm ticklish.

"Huhu, will you let me go?"

"Oh, don't touch me. Hazeh, ah! Stop! You're sensitive!"

Claudie, moving towards Winia, starts to stroke her body. Hmm, it's hard for Winia not to go.

With that in mind, Claudie said:

"Cat, I'm going. Warriors should always be genuine rather than resting. But I can't leave Winia at home alone, so I'll stay at Mama's? You can do this alone, can't you?"

"Uh-huh, what are you worried about? Of course you can do it alone."

Permission granted.

I need to talk to Karin and Risha at night.

"Phew... I can't help it. It's not dangerous, is it, nigger?"

"If you don't do what Copson emphasizes, you'll bounce. Winia, I'm the man who defeated the Circus. Don't worry, I'll make some money."

"I'm more important to niggers than money."

"Argh."

My heart.

"I know niggers are tough, but I worry all the time. Hah. If you go this time instead, you have to do what I say for at least a month. Do you understand?"

"Got it."