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The arriving slave shops are huge because they also live in slaves, which are commodities.

"Welcome. Oh, this is Master Meer. Well done. Welcome. So what can I do for you today? Are you a new slave?

An old man dressed in some aristocratic style has suddenly spoken familiarly. Is it something that I also remember my name from just saying that I bought Miriam once?

"No, today you want to transfer our slave rights to that guy over there. And I wouldn't have to think about it if I had a chore boy."

"After all, I'm a kid you don't need!?

"... it's your bad habit not to listen to people until the end. The extra slaves are chores while you're gone. You have enough daughters."

"Oh, sorry"

As Meer exhales, she explains to Miriam.

Looking at the two of them like that, I take a look at the wide store in all sorts of ways.

I wasn't planning on coming sooner or later, but you didn't expect me to come in this way. I wonder what kind of slaves there are.

"I understand. Then go to the back. Be sure to check back later for additional slaves. I'll have it ready in a minute."

"Yes, sir."

That's how they lead us to the back room.

"Shall we then begin with a ritual of transfer? Are you mistaken for transferring the rights of this slave to your man?

"Oh, definitely."

"Okay. So, um, may I ask your name?

Huh? Oh, it's me. It was sudden, so the slaves were looking around wondering where they were and they weren't listening.

"Oh, I'm Takashi. Takashi Watanabe."

"Dear Takashi, right? I understand. I am with Elmoto Graeo. I'll leave it with you later."

"Yes. Yeah, I think I'll buy a slave too, so thank you then"

"Oh, this is! Yes, please speak up! I hope you can just look at the product today"

They show us slaves. Let's just check out what kind of kids are there.

"So, are you sure you want to give me a slave print first? And I know that Mia would like some blood."

"Yes, sir."

As Miriam modges, she rolls up in front of her clothes and puts out the cute stomach of a punipuni with a slave print on it.

As Meer stabs the needle at her fingertips and drips it over its slave imprint, towards that slave imprint, Elmot begins to chant something.

As Miriam meditates on her eyes and endures the embarrassment, the slave print gradually begins to shed a pale light.

"Now, Takashi asks for blood, too."

"Yes."

When I stroke Miriam's head one stroke and drain blood on her belly slave imprint, Elmot chants something again.

When Ellmott's chant ended, the light subsided.

Apparently the ritual is over. Miriam also opened her eyes and, after wiping the blood from her stomach, hid it with clothes.

"That's it. Just in case, please confirm your card."

When I checked the cards, there were more items called owning slaves.

Owned Slave: Miriam Wale

"Well, how would you like it? I think it's time to get ready, so could you look at the product?

"Right. Shall I show you?"

"Right. Let me take a look."

"Thank you. Now, I'll show you around, please come here."

Guided by Elmoto, we now move up the stairs to the second floor. From what I hear on the move, they say all the slaves live above the second floor.

"Then please wait in this room. I'll bring you right back."

"Yes."

Elmot leaves the room and only three are left behind. Miriam seems softened and restless.

"Takashi, by the way. Is it true you said you might buy slaves?

"Yep. I thought it would be just fine because I was about to get more party members."

"I see. Miriam, I'm a slave going into the same party as you, and you're gonna have a good opinion, too, right?

"Yes, sir"

As always, Miriam is in Kyodo. It's been like this ever since I walked into the store. Is there something you're worried about?

"Thank you for waiting. I'll put you in line here, check it out. Here."

Slaves lined up by Elmot range in age from young girls to aunts. Since it is a thin cloth, the line of the body is also clear.

Is it in chronological order from right? I feel old as I go left.

"Ah... that guy..."

Looks like Miriam noticed something.

If you look at the end of your gaze, a pretty girl with no expression and like a doll, only one of you is staring at this one. You look younger than Miriam. How old are you?

"Miriam, what's wrong with that kid?

"Oh, no. She was sold at the same time as me, but she was still there, so I was a little surprised..."

"You're younger than Miriam, aren't you? Is that it? How many years has Miriam been bought by Mia? How old are you?

"I'm fourteen now. It's been five years since I left here."

You were sold as a slave at the age of nine at the time... it's a scary world.

"That kid, his parents seem to be famous magicians... well, they used it for human experiments. At that time, it was sold because it was cursed..."

"What a sod! So you had a parent."

"Yes... so sometimes our parents were magicians, and we talked about magic until we left here."

Using real children for human experiments, what kind of mud? I thought it was just in a comic book like that, but it exists...

"Oh well, by the way, what kind of curse is that?

"Calling some monster? He said something like that. I couldn't get the details."

"It's a human experiment... don't get sad going through the unforgivable... and no one will buy it because of that curse..."

"Yes......"

Meer interrupted me as I spoke sympathetically about the situation between Miriam and that girl like that.

"You slave kids have a lot of them like that. If I was sad, I wouldn't have any. That's the world of slave traders."

"I know, but I can't break it off..."

"Then I hope you accept all of those kids. Then the world will be at peace. If you can't do that, give it up."

"I know I can't. But even if I'm hypocritical, I'm willing to do whatever I can within my reach."

Miriam looks this way with her eyes open to see if she had anything to think about me and Meer interacting.

So, did Elmot, who's been looking at this one, perceive that this story set it apart, come close?

"How about that? If anyone is concerned, please let me know. If you don't seem to be here, I'll show you the man's slave next."

"Uh, I'd like to talk to that third kid. Can I ask you to call me?

"Yes, of course. Hey, Farah, come here."

The girl you called me walks over here with no expression on her face.

"This is Dear Takashi. He wants to talk to you a little bit."

"... n"

"Was that Farah? How many years have you been here?

"Six years..."

Farah looked at Elmoto with her eyes wide open. Apparently not much to say.

That would be so. If that's all they have left, the customer might drop off the purchase because they think there's a reason.

And six years, that's a long time. Will half of my life be spent inside this hall?

"That's a long time. What do you want to do when you're out there?

"I want to look around the world"

"You can't be a slave."

"Mmm."

I can't leave my husband when I'm a slave. That dream would be possible if bought by a pedestrian or something, but it seems impossible just to be used.

"I'm an adventurer, but I'm planning on going around the world"

"Huh!?

"But, you know, you're an adventurer, so you fight monsters. Can Fara fight monsters?

"I can fight."

It was a quick answer. It's smaller than Miriam, but is it true? Where does such confidence come from?

Meer and Miriam are watching our conversation worryingly, but they're listening in silence.

"How?

"Good luck"

"We're all hanging in there. How do you hang in there, Farah? There's someone who can eat a monster even if he works hard, right?

"Learn magic"

Magic. Because my parents said I was a famous magician, I remember Job like Miriam, but maybe I just don't get it and have the qualities.

Still, I guess I was a little too mean. The faceless look is making me look sadder and sadder.

"There's nothing magic can do about it. We need to be able to use both swords and spears."

"Be. Good luck with your evening service. So buy Farah..."

What did you just say? A night's service? What, are you sure with the service I know? Such a little girl?

"I'll buy it"

"" Huh!?

Meer and Miriam are looking at me like they're looking down at me.

Even Ellmott shrugs his shoulders, for Christ's sake.

"Was Takashi-sama on your side? I'm glad you're still here."

"Hey! Mr. Takashi!? Is that who you were after all!

"Takashi, you're a man too... not too strong for your taste, but, you know, that kid, isn't he too young?

They all took it in the same way.

I'm not attracted to your service, am I? You just like cute kids, don't you?

... Oh, so.

"No, I'm not mistaken about anything? No? I use magic, swords, and spears to get around the world. Fight monsters too. And you bought a guy that you didn't even like.

"Ha... I already have a good excuse..."

"Miriam, it's not good to stay wrong, is it? Miriam was close, wasn't she? That's one of the reasons, isn't it?

"Takashi, don't say any more. Because I knew you were that kind of guy. Miriam, be careful, okay?

"Yes......"

Yeah, already, but if it fits round, is that okay? Yeah, I'm just a lollicon. Next time I'll pick a decent old boy and I'll give him back.

Around the age, and I'm only going to pick girls though.

"Then Master Takashi. I'd like to move on to a financial story, would you mind?

"Oh, yes. How much is it?

"This kid hasn't been there yet. You can see how young you are and how beautiful you will grow in the future… So how about 20 gold?"

"Huh? You're a virgin because you're young, right? Besides, you've been selling it for six years, and you have this kid curse, right? Isn't that expensive?

"No, it's a boulder. I didn't know you were looking that far...... So how about sixteen gold?

"I may continue to take care of you, so let's keep our hands on you there"

It seemed almost out of price, but we might still buy slaves here. You shouldn't have discounted it twice.

16 Give out the money and pay Ellmort.

"How about Master Meer? Were there any slaves or anything you might care about?

"Ha... I'll have Atashi next time. I don't feel that way anymore now."

"I understand. Now let's go back to the room where we started the slavery pact ritual."

"Okay."

Miriam's already on her way back to her earlier room! He kicks me in the heel over and over again saying!

I guess they're baking yakimochi. Let's think so.

"I apologize many times, may I ask you for blood now"

"Yes, sir."

Farah seems to have a slave print on her left thigh. Loosen the thin cloth and the white skin becomes dewy.

Aren't you ashamed, the one with the cloth up to your chest with both hands, so I can see your pants round.

Don't Elmot think anything, he immediately started chanting, and the ritual was soon over.

"Now please confirm your card"

Owned Slave: Miriam Walefara Oslo

"Doesn't seem to be a problem"

"That was good. There are still a lot of slaves, how about another one?

"No, I'll leave you alone today. I'll be back soon."

"Yes, sir."

Farah doesn't know what to do and still stands still after the ritual.

"We'll introduce ourselves later when we get back to the inn. Farah, nice to meet you today."

"Yes."

"Farah, from now on, we're going to stick to your husband, right?

"Yes......"

Elmot is urging Farah to do all he can. Yes, it's important to do all you can.

You guessed it in the exchange earlier, and you didn't even pull out Elmot.

"Well, here we are."

"Yes. Thank you. We look forward to seeing you again."

That's how I signed Farah as a new slave, leaving the slaver's hall and heading home.

Miriam didn't tell me a word on the road, but I'll tease you later.