Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

What day is it?

I know there seems to be something in the world that will be Valentine's Day.

But that's none of my business.

Today is the launch date of the super popular gaming software "Sometimes I'm familiar with childhood. Idol puzzle!"

I don't care if it's chocolate because the angel who lives on the screen, Master Kyoko, should be able to get it.

I like the series of this game, and about this fifth one, it's not for sale for booking privileges, so much so that I have bookings in real stores.

It takes a lot of time from the apartment to Akihabara, but I can't help but get booking offers at Akihabara stores.

Note that I didn't line up at the same time as the store opened because I just played the game till the morning and slept.

I'm a sixth grader in college, so I'll stick with you.

Sit back on the train chair and launch a slightly lagging smartphone browser.

I'm going to find out if there are any reports of the guys who already got this software.

And while I was liking the bragging blog I discovered, I ascended.

I was reborn outside the city of Doran, the great city of the Kingdom of Lomberto.

He was raw as the second son of a slave owned by a spinning merchant there.

It was something I admired when I found out that my tail was growing on me some time after I was born, but I was convinced when I found out that about half of the humans living in this oath were tail-grown subhumans.

For this reason my race is the Lion Nation (Lios).

It is a physically privileged species there among the subhumans.

My father and mother carry out the necessary loads and work for spinning every day without ever getting tired of it.

He's gone to pick up firewood he bought from another chamber of commerce for cotton boiling fuel, or he's broken the firewood he brought with him with an axe.

Cow horses are expensive, so getting firewood delivered costs extra money as freight.

So I'm just using slaves to go get it better to buy it.

The president of the Chamber of Commerce, the owner of our family, seems to have a bad turnover.

By the time I was seven years old, I was working in a spinning factory (which is a terrible building and equipment to call a factory). It should be noted that I skipped a lot because I couldn't do one of those troublesome things, but when I was found, I was beaten up not only by the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, but also by other slaves.

Beating a child is a terrible violation of human rights.

I don't think the spinning factory was running well by then.

Because after a while, my father, my mother, and my pre-adult brother were sold.

He couldn't buy it because I'm only young.

Something like that one night.

"How's Roz?

"Roz..."

I noticed this talk when I was drinking water in the well behind the mother house stuck to the factory.

It's the voice of the president of the business and the president of the business.

It should be noted that Roz is my name.

Because of that, I know the status opens.

[M/14/2/7428]

[Lion Nation/Damul Family Owned Slave]

[Unique Skill: Ultra Deft (LV.4)]

[Special Skill: Instant (Instantenios)]

[Special Skill: Night Vision]

I have instant (Instantenios) and night vision as special skills, as well as ultra clever (Ultra Deft) as unique skills.

This super clever (Ultra Deft) sounds handy to you, doesn't it?

But it's not that good.

Using skills doesn't make you any better at using tools.

I can literally just move my fingertips cleverly, and I can only sculpt with tools the same way I did before. But I can build a ship out of leaves and make leaf origami very well.

When I first used it, I didn't even realize that something had changed.

All that or I get unusually hungry if I use it.

It's just hard on me because I don't give you any extra rice.

Still, after several attempts, I gradually figured out how to use it.

I guess I was about five by then.

"If I told you I was seven years old, you'd say the slaver Kamru guy, that wouldn't even be a million Zs..."

"Seven years old would be enough."

Are you talking about selling me?

To be honest, I wanted you to sell it if you could escape such a hard task.

There's no reason to know where my dads were sold, but sometimes I even envy them for being sold away.

"If I were a little older, I might have sold him as a warrior..."

"You can't do this without soldiers."

"Well, it is. Nobody in his family could sell him as a solo fighter."

That's right.

These chairmen only gave us as much food as any other slave.

My father, my mother, and my brother were a little small and meaty as a lios because of that.

Can you be a combat slave whose physical stubbornness seems important?

Mostly, I don't know how to use a spear.

"Did you just become a mine slave?

"That's right. You'll be digging holes in some mine by now."

Are my parents in some mine...

Is it easier to mine than what you do here?

My father was a mining engineer.

He worked alone in mines overseas, not in Japan.

I've heard about the job description from time to time when I met him.

Basically, it seems that the job is to design and check the safety of the pits.

They hardly have manual labor or anything like that.

But everything will be different in the mines of Aus and in the mines of the Earth with the machines that have gone on.

The words I used to hear in school classes come back to life.

- Those working in the old mines were placed in poor environments and were subjected to harsh heavy labour. He said there were just a lot of crashes and a lot of suffocating deaths from gas. But it also improved a lot when it came into Showa. There have been more machines, and most importantly, after the end of the war, we have changed our minds about human rights dramatically. Typical of warship islands, the people who worked in the big mines were paid considerably better than the average at the time, and their families lived a materially privileged life.

I mean, unless more times go by, it's the worst working environment, let alone slaves, whose salaries would also mean tears of sparrows.

"So what's Roz gonna do?

"I'd like to sell you as a mine slave..."

It sucks.

I didn't even think about it for some reason. I got away with it.

Outside the city of Doran, I lurked by choosing a less crowded place.

I was always freaking out about others wondering if the chaser would hang on.

One day I spent days touring the back streets, fishing for garbage that was originally only marginally out, and thought it was the limit already.

I realize Hatha.

[Unique Skill: Ultra Deft (LV.4)]

You can use this to make a sleigh, right?

Now I can use it a few times a day, and even if I get a little from the rich guy on the road, that's it.

Leave me alone and I'll die, and he's an emergency evacuation.

Choose your prey carefully.

I like that old man.

I don't know if he's some slave, but his backpack is full of crispy potatoes.

I'm wearing a cloth on top of it, but if it depends on my dexterity, you can steal about one of the potatoes without making that old man uncomfortable.

Gently follow up and make sure there's no one here like you're paying attention to.

……

…………

..................... now!

One potato as the cage rocks as you turn the edge of the cloth softly.

Quickly undo the cloth.

Run into the alley like a desert and look around.

The stolen potatoes are muddy.

I wanted to drop as much mud as I could, but I was too hungry, so I stuck with the mud.

Originally, the crispy potatoes, which should taste worse than the cascus jaga potatoes, were felt very sweet.

Since then, I have been able to fully nourish myself without starving thanks to my inherent skills.

Of course, I have been found dodgy and blamed many times for absurd voices.

However, I carefully chose where to do the sleigh and never got caught because I was also firmly tapping into my head about the escape route.

He also noticed that as the skill level of ultra-dexterity (Ultra Deft) increased, more difficult sledding also became a success.

Now even a purse in a pocket with no nostalgia or buttons can be slit away.

Only coins exist in boulders, so if you slit a purse that heavy, you'll notice it in one shot.

So we need to be careful about what we prey on.

The best part is he's got a couple of silver coins. Like he only has a few big copper coins at best.

It's easy to notice if you have a bad golden ju or something in it, because the gold is heavy and lighter all at once.

Recently, due to prey clothing, outfits, etc., the appearance of the portrait has become generally noticeable.

As a result, it was also noticed that once the skill level had reached MAX, even tools could be handled cleverly.

It was possible to cut the wallet using a knife that cut well and receive only one or two pieces of silver coin.

It took nearly three years for it to happen.

Since when have I been the head of a bull 's-eye bandit around the corner of Dolan's backtown?

This city has two faces.

One is a scenic tourist city.

The other is a crime city divided by me and other leaders.

If I let him handle knives and swords, there's no one out to my right.