Mr. Nobu's Otherworld Chronicles

"Thank you. We look forward to using you again."

Significantly refurbished and expanded, the store displays not only chemicals and magic backpacks, but also accessories with granted magic such as rings and necklaces, newly knotted stones, and scented soaps on new products of lotion.

Women who are sellers sell such items with a smile on their faces. About a month had already passed since the flood. Restoring quite a bit, new personnel are beginning to tame and sales are rising to their right shoulders. Nevertheless, the main product of the Japanese Springs Shop is the kind of chemicals that are ordered in bulk and wholesaled.

"Mr. Marsh. I kept the warm curtains down. What will you do with the rest?

"Yes, sir. Then Aina and Kiki should focus on replenishing their accessories. Knob, your brother was making inventory for me because it's in number 8 of the Magic Backpack EZ in the warehouse. Please hey. Maureen should refill the lotion after cleaning the house. Blue is the placement, so don't mix it. Karen, bring Sally and all the beasts and bring the potions."

"" "" Yes!

The four men who had moved from the Dornuko store nodded vigorously and moved to the holding area.

"And yet, Mr. Marsh. Is the Demon Clan true?

It's Kiki who asks you a direct question about something that concerns you just a little bit. There's something I'm not afraid of, but it's too direct. I sweat a little bit of other faces on the question.

"Yes, yes, it is. But be careful. Demon clan is a disdain. If you tell someone who looks angry, Gatsun and I will get hit. Precisely a rare species called the Shirazawa. I didn't even remember my parents' faces because they caught me when I was little."

"Ahhh"

Kiki flaunted his face all he had to say.

"Awesome."

"Don't worry about it. I'm happy now. You are blessed with two sisters, a kind husband and a busy family. There, the ring is not arranged."

I'm just writing more and more books. It was kiki who was surprised to point out the misplacement even though he obviously hadn't seen it. Since there were more people at once, such as the Beast Man and these four people, it was only at first that a number of rubbings occurred, but at present there is nothing quite right. The four in particular are highly adaptable and already familiar.

Shrew, shrug, shrug.

It is Nene the one who is putting the finishing yasuri on a serious face. On the side are two beastly boys sitting down in the same way to finish their own bows, all three of whom were silently immersed in the work. By the way, this is the workplace and the new home of Dornuko and Nene. Knobsada built it to connect it to the edge of the mansion.

"All right, so far so good. Yeah, you guys are starting to look good. One more breath."

"" Yes!

The two clever boys at hand apprenticed to Nene in order to hold a position in their hands. The boys responded to Nene, who taught Stoick without even floating to his first apprentice, and his skill grew dramatically.

What the two of them were now making was a bow that was being produced at the request of Nobsada. Knobsada intended to distribute magic pouches and the like to all those who served and have bows. It magically creates walls and plans to fire simultaneously from high positions.

And what Nene was making was a bow dedicated to Mitama, specially ordered from Knobsada. He struggled to finish unparalleled delicacies in the past with plenty of rare materials borrowed from Wangdu's library. For the first time, the hand held on the rare material in my hand was shaky enough, but I was entrusted as an artisan to finish it. When I ran out of profit, I said that my eyes lit a flame and it was on the creation.

Even though it was not yet complete, Nene took a short break when he was still distracted.

At about 5 pm, the shop will be finished and we will return to the dorm and room. The beasts eat at the Benevolence Hall, but it was a policy to eat three meals here in Wazumi. It was at first that Sarah and the others undertook the cooking in turn, but now they are carrying it around face-to-face, remembering their cooking skills.

"Oh, we're on cooking duty today."

"Hmph, look forward to it." "Hey."

"Hey, what?!?

Tamakichi, a dog tribe, had his chest full with joy and anxiety at the words he had been told by his beloved daughter, who was a little tongueless. Together we make are the children of the werewolves and the Lizards who were getting along while they were captured together. Although Tamakichi's wife is holding back behind her, she is surprised at the appearance of her daughter with the blade.

Tamakichi, who watches with a slightly bloody eye peeling the potatoes with an unspoiled hand, can be very scared from the side. Still, he was smiled at from around him.

"Ahhh."

The toddler, who accidentally rubbed his eyes with his hands chopped with onions, wept and glared at them. Tamakichi's appearance propagated to the adults around him, and eventually everyone was sweating in their hands.

"I can do it!" "Ya," "Hey, hey."

There is a good aroma of spice coming from inside the large pot. I almost burned the onion at risk, but the damage was negligible due to your wife's quick recovery. A slight scorch would act as a good accent for spices, I guess.

Yes, it was Curry that the little ones were making. The spice is a very popular menu among beastmen when it can be easily made because the knob saddle has already been prepared. Eating with me was Nan burned in a stone cauldron and his wives were burning them to the pile for good reason.

Enjoy your meal.

"Ugh, um!

Cut the nan into pieces and chew carefully through the curry. Potatoes and the like have been sharpened quite a bit at the peeling stage, so they are very inconsistent, but the flavor is stained for that matter, which makes the tamakichi tongue enjoyable.

"Yummy. Yummy! My daughter will be a good wife. No, you can't do that to a half-breed man."

After praising him for stroking his daughter's head with a full grin, a bitter smile is popping out of everyone around him at the profoundly stupid tamakichi worrying about the dowry of a toddler. Faces that carry it to the mouth more and more on the cuts. Praise came from everywhere, and your daughters were very good at it.

"This is delicious. Oh, I'm so grateful to be able to eat something so delicious."

"Right. The Admiral varies. What would have happened if you hadn't spoken to me?"

"Mogu Mogu Mogu. It's also refreshing to soak this matching vegetable."

"That's called bran pickling, given to me by Lord Knob Sada. It's a little stinky for us to be soaking, but if we wash it and eat it, we're going to get sick."

"Truth is, that guy gives us all kinds of stuff. I appreciate that, but I want to be able to live up to that expectation soon."

Tamakichi thinks as he stares at his compatriots enjoying a soothing meal. He said it seemed like a lie until just a month ago. All I had to do was go back to my crude room and sleep like I was exhausted to death. A life where life eats something delicious like this and speaks with a smile.

Every day they are captured and crushed for years. Still, the treatment was better and I could have been a child. I was soon taken hostage.

I breathe a sigh of relief that it depends on the battle to come if I can continue to grasp this happiness. It was more visible for the principality to be exposed to harsher discrimination than ever before if it won.

Tamakichi is also to lead that battlefield from now on as a troop leader. He scratched a new curry to keep his wife and daughter smiling and hence all the way through this regiment.