Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

"Hmm, morning ah..."

From across the horizon, a red morning sun climbs.

Surrounded by small burning trees, thirteen slave children sleep in circles.

Yesterday, we camped without even going back to the inn ourselves.

Nojuku is like camping and I enjoyed it, but I don't have the body to do this.

Luckily it was clear today, but if it even rained on me, it wouldn't have accumulated.

Is it morning archery, or with Louise, who was waking up earlier than me and waving the sabel, I threw in some extra meat and rewarmed the soup.

When I woke up the kids that breakfast was ready, they all showed guts and a thriving appetite again. That's fine, 'cause if you don't eat it, you're not gonna get a job.

While looking at the children who eat, I think securing a bed for meals is the top priority.

I'll teach the slaves how to make monster soap.

Anyway, I have money to do anything, so I have to think about making money.

Slave girls are not used to making soap.

I have the guts to teach, and the failure rate is high.

But there's no waste of detergent that can fail. With all the hassle, the work goes out of step.

I'm sorry I didn't hire people sooner.

Louise brings her two soldier sons hunting monsters to fetch soap ingredients and food.

Dr. Lyle walked with his florist daughter after the Louise's to gather burning trees, herbs and edible weeds that could also be used to cook and become ingredients for ash juice.

Soap can take at least two weeks to do after you start making it.

To make a good one, I want to put it to sleep a little more, dry it and put it away, but I feel like I want to make money fast.

I'm sorry, but now I'm counting on the income from the monster crusade that the Louise and the others will make.

I'm kind of sorry I just got help around or borrowed it, but is this what business is all about?

Louise, I'm sorry about this one because it gives you the full amount of money without saying anything.

"I owe the Rod family a load of horses..."

Once the business was on track, we all bought daily necessities, determined to multiply them by ten and return the favor.

These are the necessary initial investments.

"Gather yourselves!

At the end of my work, I gather with the slave girls.

First, I decide to wash your body.

I can't even be a seller with this filthy personality.

That said, there's other money for you, and you don't have a budget to bathe everyone in your inn.

I decided to put a tent on the wasteland on the outskirts of the city and make it look familiar there.

"Doctor, please."

"Ahaha, you're a rough manservant. Yes, water!

Magic can take water out of the atmosphere with "water," so it's convenient.

The water supply won't develop with this.

Warm up the water you had served in a large pot with a bonfire, and then Louise puts hot water in a wooden barrel.

Using hot water with hot air, me and Dr. Lyle decided to split up and wash the kids.

"Here, take it off, I'll wash it out of your hair."

"Your husband, this is a valuable sale..."

When I foamed the soap, my slave daughter shunned me.

It's kind of unchildren prudence.

"Don't be shy, you have to get familiar and clean up. You can't do business, can you?

"Right, sorry...... expensive stuff, thanks"

These amber-eyed slaves are the first daughters who told me they would help me with my business.

He said he was a kid from a merchant, so he might be able to help us do business.

I have trouble being freakishly frightened, but I can expect the brilliance of understanding the product value of the soap to be used.

I washed her hair beautifully out of my mind to make money feeling thankful at best.

I was a bodysoapist and I had never used soap before, but when I came to this world to use it, I was surprised that it foamed up unexpectedly.

Maybe it's because it's a natural ingredient.

The ingredients are monsters...

As I wash my hair with soap bubbles, the grey stains of the slave girls gradually fall and restore the color of my original hair.

When I washed it, the merchant's hair turned out to be clear orange.

Then my ears popped out of my hair, slightly from my hair.

What, these ears?

"Oh, I'm sorry, I got an ear. It's hard to wash."

"No, I don't mind that..."

When I scratch up my hair, I have another beast ear on my head, even though there are human ears where there are proper human ears.

I know fantasy is anything, but what does it mean to have four ears?

"Oh, my God, you're hitting this kid."

Dr. Lyle looked sideways and said it looked interesting.

"What do you mean, Dr. Lyle?

"That kid, if you look closely, will have a little body hair on his back, too. I thought it might be because the limbs are longer and thicker than the smaller trunks."

"Maybe?

"There must have been a little mix of Beast blood. Quarter or so, this ear shape is dog-shaped."

Stop washing the other children's hands, and Dr. Lyle will look at the shape of the girl's ears with her fingers and explain it in detail.

They say it's a mixed-race child of the so-called Beast Man. In addition to the body hair on his back, he has a small tail around the tailbone of his buttocks.

When it comes to beast ears, you're sneaking into a carriage at some point when you're in business, and you say wow.

No, it's not because I'm a god. I'm not a chemist, so I'm not excited, but I thought it was funny.

The beasts of this world seem to have a lot of races: dog-shaped, cat-shaped, wolf-shaped, lion-shaped.

They say it's not so uncommon to have these mixed species because they can also mate with humans.

It's incredibly rare for me, but you shouldn't be surprised because it's a fantasy.

When they say cat type, I remind me more of robots than beasts.

"But what does it mean to hit"

"The beast man's blood is mixed. Kids, they mature prematurely. I grow up fast until I grow up. The body is sturdy, and as a slave, it's a point to be appreciated."

I think it's premature...... and I see a body that's still small.

It doesn't look that way.

The limbs, the body hair, to the extent that they say and notice, the meat is thin and lean.

Oh, you're scarred here. Apply herb-fried medicine.

"It's not too big to say it's premature."

"You don't grow up without enough nutrition. The beast man needs to feed a lot until he grows up, so be prepared for the cost of food."

"Well, for eating, I hope you work for me."

"Lord Takel is going to make her an axis of the Chamber of Commerce, I suppose. It helps to grow up faster than other kids."

"That's right..."

Dr. Lyle says something that makes me feel right.

If I could do the math, I was sure it would be the store number.

But I don't want to talk about treating humans like pawns.

"Um, the slave trader who didn't realize the beast man's blood was mixed is also a detour. Wouldn't it have been mine for now if you had shown that dog's ears?"

Pottori and the merchant's daughter answered Dr. Lyle's such questions.

"I didn't want to live anymore."

It's heavier!

He looked me in the eye and added that he didn't know what to say and couldn't say anything.

"Not now, I want to live"

"That's more than anything."

I have power in her voice. Good thing.

The first time I was dying in this world, I wanted to live.

It's a kind of shock therapy, right?

I want to live, if I don't think so, it won't start.

I felt deeply sympathetic to their plight without a pattern and decided not to do something about it, as I threw it through her long hair, regaining its bright sunset colour.

I'm never a good person. I also hate hypocrisy.

But I don't know... their condition is too pathetic and poisonous.

Let the beast-eared girl be naked and wash her body, but she doesn't desire it at all.

That's not because I'm a chemist or a gentleman who doesn't care about Loricon at all.

I don't really want to explain it, but looking at them naked, I can see what Dr. Lyle meant when he said, "I can't sell them to a whorehouse."

My frigid body has floating ribs, and I find that my skin is scratched and I've been living a terrible life.

This makes me feel too pathetic and horny.

Fortunately I have enough soap and herbs to sell, so I treated them around after washing the wound.

We're all girls, and I hope it doesn't leave any scratches.

Well, I don't need any more for the borough cloth I was wearing when I cleaned it.

Let the slave girls get dressed because they had a new costume.

"Wow."

"Thank you, sir, for your beautiful clothes."

Slave girls cheer me up and I get good at it when they say thank you to me orally.

What we've got for them is a matching apron dress.

I thought it was like Alice in Wonderland, so I bought it for the number of people.

After all, business is visually oriented, so I need to appeal to cuteness.

There was a high impression of children's clothing, but it was not as helpful in the city of Est, where Est goats' wool textiles originated and cloth distribution was active.

For some reason, the apron dress stock was only in red and I thought, "Uh, because it's the lord's hobby here," but as a work outfit, it's fine.

Of course, I bought it for my skin.

I thought about collecting the borough clothes the slaves wore, washing them well and then even making a cloth that would make a tent for the temporary store, but I had a little problem collecting the old clothes.

It was so lame that my daughter, wearing cloaks for rain feathers, didn't want to let go "because this is what I got".

He was a soldier's daughter, wasn't he?

It was pathetic to take it away from me, too, so I was framed for handing out gray ratman cloaks to everyone.

"Also, unwanted expenses..."

If you think about working outside, you'll need rain gear, and is this an initial investment too?

If Louise asks, the parent of the guild will have to give him a pair of clothes and shoes. They say it is the user's duty to give the essentials, so they have no choice.

It's hard to hire people.

The money keeps disappearing from my wallet.

By the way, when I washed it, I went around asking my name and race.

The merchant's daughter is Sharon (race: Dog-shaped Beast Clan Quarter).

Soldier's daughter is Szanne, Claudia.

The flower seller's daughter is Viola (Race: Half Nymph).

Miner's daughter lol (Race: Dwarf).

Colette, daughter of a bakery.

Flora, the whore's daughter.

Begging daughters Eliza, Melissa, Ginny, Lou, Liddy and Paula.

All of a sudden, even if they all ask, they're not going to remember.

Sharon, the daughter of the merchant, remembered, gradually.

He's a non-human race, and a half-nimph is half a mixture of water fairy blood. Viola was a girl with pale eyes and hair when she tried to remove the dirt.

If you look closely, it's not a half elf because your ears are pointy, and Dr. Lyle explained it to me.

"I'm not an elf for everything because my ears are pointy, the elf is a white fairy. By the way, Dwarf is a black fairy, so Roll's ears over here would be pointy too. All fairies have pointy ears."

"I don't seem so different from humans..."

Sure, Dwarf's roll ears are pointy, but other than the rare red copper hair and brown skin colors in the region, they're not so different from humans.

If you ask me, I think it's a little tight and low height.

"Dwarves make a distinctive face when they're adult men, but a girl's face is not so different from a human being's. It is suitable for miners and blacksmiths because it is a strong, rugged and clever species. But unfortunately, if you're a girl, as a slave because your hard work is bad..."

"I see, is that what you mean"

I guess being turned into a crushed mine slave like going halfway to death meant it was underrated.

Whether I'm a dwarf lol or a half nymph viola, I find it very cute, but unlike elves that can be sold to whorehouses at super high prices in the half, even the same fairy doesn't seem to be popular with nymphs.

Hi Water Fairy is more like being treated like a monster and discriminated against in this world than being called a fairy as a misfortune-calling being, like dragging you into a pond and killing people, or crying in front of a house and dying of your family.

According to Dr. Lyle, it's "almost" factually rootless.

What, you mean a little fact?

"But Dr. Lyle, the fact that Nymph also has a half with humans means that the..."

"You like old fools, I think it's very rare to interact with humans. And then the nymph has become a cause feared by humans, but it is born with the protection of water spirits. If you're a seller, the city may hate you, but the magic of the water system makes this girl available to you."

I see.

Does it make sense for the teacher to say that he teaches pharmacology to Viola?

Intermediate mage Dr. Lyle must have felt something because people can feel their magical powers.

But I guess the nymph that the city's flower seller kid hates by humans was a bad idea.

We're all slaves, so I guess we each have a reason to get here.

When I look at Viola, my hand, grabbing the hem of my apron dress, is shaking small.

My pale eyes are going to moisten and cry just because I turned a casual eye.

When a nymph is heard crying about his family dying, he's a little scared or something.

I know it's like urban legend... but how about this, discrimination comes from places like this.

I don't even know what a comforting word to say to Viola.

She decided to leave it to Dr. Lyle, as it was array even if it scared her.

Me too, I just want to cure some more heckles, but that's pretty good.