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You've become accustomed to the climate in the area, and things are largely back on track.

Sleep just fine in 5-6 hours as well.

I'm used to being a mad company, so my body doesn't accept eight hours of sleep or anything.

Except when you were just wandering the wilderness.

Transportation is also only basic on foot, so I feel like I have muscles on me day by day.

Still, I'm even going to lose to my toddler Narnia... but no, isn't twelve even that much of a toddler? If he asks me, I'm going to be kicked in the ass.

That was anyway the sleep was at its original pace, so I could get quite a bit of alone time at night. I've been thinking about Chelina all night.

Yes. It was a shame about someone who had a romantic imagination right now. I don't care about that at all.

Then when it comes to what she was jerking off about, it's Baron Kimo's attitude.

At first, I had a hit that it was a meeting as an extension of the business talks, but thank you. It seems to be a more personal story and simply a story about Baron Kimo being concerned about Celina.

What I don't know is that you took me to that dinner. Melvin near the Chamber of Commerce would be enough to use as a bug. Rather stranger, suspicious. There's no point in me going.

I guess it would be more beneficial as a chamber of commerce if the situation was the only one that could enter into a matrimonial relationship with the heavily town-like barons of this country, but just that face would have more women pleading for forgiveness.

... I know it's pathetic...

Thinking about it, the heavy town folks at the Chamber of Commerce want to move on with this story, Cerina wants to break it down. That's why you used me as a bug.

Tsujitsu doesn't fit.

One thing I don't know is that a woman like Cherina thought I was going to take the conversation with her. No, was it just me with the erasure method?

The pig king was clearly going to use his power to look down on people and rob Celina. That's why I wanted to help her. But Baron Creepy is not a bad man if you try to talk to him.

Surely that disgust, however difficult it may be, is no reason to interrupt his attack.

If she's asking me for help, I'm gonna give her a hand. But she doesn't say anything. Honestly, I'm not a man who can read the air. I can't move unless you're clear.

Then you should check.

That's how I conclude my first concern. Even if you think poorly, it's no different than sleeping.

Okay, next.

It is an export of this country.

I suggested [paper] as an idea, but I just feel weak about it. Of course it would be a big industry if it could be mass produced. It can also be transported in large quantities at the Veriero Chamber of Commerce in Cerina, which is shipping.

I have the slightest anxiety about transporting damp-resistant paper on sailboats in this world, but that won't be what I think. I have no knowledge of sailboats in the first place. Maybe I know a good way to waterproof it.

If it could be exported in a country without resources, it would still be a battle with technology. The [paper] I raised earlier aimed at that.

There's a powerful Veriero Chamber of Commerce back there, I want another no-go export. And what you can do in the short term if you can.

Paper...... or wood is plentiful...... There is clay...... I don't have food...... I have fish and salt......

Wood...... hmm?

How about charcoal... or something?

At the lizard's tail pavilion cooking area, a little peek made me feel like I was using firewood. Sometimes the smoke is almost up and the chimney can't smoke leaks to the dining room.

In the evening the city prepares or heats such a dinner, and smoke rises from all over to heaven.

Though the price of charcoal may simply be high, there is likely to be demand.

Even if it can't be sold, it can be used as a moisture removal when exporting paper.

A charcoal-baked kiln would make it as soon as I could get a book out.

If you're a person in this world, you seem to be good at dealing with fire. Let's make a suggestion immediately.

This is the second project.

Now for the last time.

I'm not talking business about this, but I might be able to take extra care of it.

I boiled my ideas all night.