The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

Slave. Yes. A slave.

Why slaves, Faye said, 'I don't see how Togo can replace the seal's demon stone without forgetting it once a day! By and large, Togo is too incapable of life! You leave me alone, you're gonna die. This guy!' Cause I insisted.

As for the exchange of demonic stones yet, I tried to say that there was no such thing as dying alone, but when there was talk that I had fainted over and over again in "Out of Magic," it was no longer an atmosphere I could argue with.

Then, if I were to live in the woods, someone would be better off taking care of me. Mainly in terms of taking care of sleeping meals.

... So, just now. We're talking about buying slaves.

They have slavery in this world. Criminals, poor people, people who lost their necks because of debt, and then, enemies who lost in the war? Those people will be slaves, they will be.

... Somehow, quite resistant. Because I'm a slave. Slave. A little whatever...... the original world feels strong and feels so resistant.

"Oh well. You weren't a slave in your world."

"Yeah."

I guess this kind of place is a different world. Something completely different from what I know about common sense can be common sense, and values, naturally, are different.

Faye's a good guy too, but at times like this, I don't feel the distance just a little bit.

...... but.

"... that? So, what happened to the guy who had trouble eating? Not everyone's begging on the side of the road, but you know what?

Faye starts saying that, so I kind of say, 'Is that it? It makes me feel like'.

"Uh... the administration was paying for people who couldn't work or who lost their jobs"

In the meantime, I'll tell Faye a little story about my world. Life protection, cultural life. Yeah. Talk about it there.

"I don't know... uh, I mean, does that mean that, in the end, the guy with the money has a mechanism to help the guy who's not rich?

"Hmmm...... roughly, yes"

I've been cluttered up, but maybe, mostly, that fits. Mostly.

"So much the same as slavery, huh? Instead, you just need to have a proper place to hire, this one's better."

...... yeah?

"Surely you can't choose a job when you're a slave. But in the meantime, you can definitely get some sleep, and you can get a job, right? I can also buy my identity back and be free once I've accumulated some money. That's not bad, is it? Huh?"

I don't know... I don't know, something's different from what I thought of 'slavery', I feel.

"... aren't slaves, you know, being asked to say anything, or being terrible?

Just in case, I asked. Is "slave" in this world any different from the image of "slave" in my world?

Then Faye roared... and answered.

"No... I'm not saying there isn't. Sometimes they treat me like that. Criminal slavery is a very high percentage of the time. But at least, it's illegal to make a guy look terrible without money and become a slave."

Oh, is that law in place? Something has greatly exceeded my expectations. I don't know, I don't know, this world is a strange place after all.

"Uh... it's illegal, but you have that kind of treatment?

"Well, if you're out of sight, there's someone to do it. I don't think I can handle all this inside. Yeah... that's not what happened in your world?

"There was."

If you ask me, it is true that there are people in my world who repeat illegal activities. Look, labor standards laws, they're often broken.

... right. Slaves in this world, are you talking about extraordinary? It's a little uncomfortable, but if you ask me, I'm convinced.

That's how we got all over town.

"... there are a lot of people"

"Oh, maybe you, Towgo, are you new to town!?

"Yeah."

For the first time in this world, I came to town.

The town...... has the impression that there are many houses made of wood and stone. Well, as close as the woods are, that means we can pick quite a bit of wood. Naturally. But it's not built like a Japanese house, so it's exotic.

The walls are generally painted with lacquer. But it's not white, it's fashionable to have a color on it. Chic grey or pale pink beige. Some walls look like champagne gold.

That means there are ingredients of color to mix in the lacquer, right?... a little concerned.

Then, the window. Although windows have glass windows, there are also many wooden armor doors when it is a private house. Apparently, the glass is a little fancy.

The pavement on the street is cobblestone. The impression is that the dark colored stone has calmed down, but in its dark stone cobblestone some stones are bright white. That's the accent, good inside.

The children are running over the cobblestone. They have a fountain in the square that serves as a relaxing place for children and various people.

... unusual.

Really? Towns in different worlds are like this.

"Well, you're new to town... then I'd have planned it so I could have more fun. Failed."

Faye looks at me and she looks like she's 'failed'. That's somewhat strange.

"Nothing's fine. You don't have to do that..."

"But you're from another world, right? You're gonna show the other people around town, right? It's definitely fun."

Oh, so you can have fun, you mean me, not Faye?

...... yeah. I like these things about him.

Then I walked a little and came out of town. What was there was an old, big building. The lacquer on the wall peels off, and everywhere, stones and bricks are visible.

Apparently, this is where they sell slaves.

As soon as I walked into the store, Faye started talking to the store people. I left him, but Faye said, "I'm here today to see this guy's caregiver, not our employee," and he looked at me, so the shopkeeper looked at me.

Somehow, heck, keep your head down. At times like this, I'm a little restless.

Then Faye and the store people talked for a moment... so I laughed and eared at the store people about what Faye was.

... I wonder what.

And finally, I was to be shown a slave.

"Okay. What do you say, Togo? Do you have a sister you care about?

There are slaves before me.

... It's weird. Whatever you say, the slaves here... are very, very aggressive.

"Oh, my sweet boy! Hey, why don't you give it to me? You can cook and clean."

"Then it's time for me to be older than you are, 'brother'? Well, I won't say anything wrong."

"Wow! You're a beautiful boy! I want to be bought by you! Hey, do it to me! Because I'm gonna give you a lot of crazy!

...... yeah.

Trouble.

In front of me, a lot of women are smiling. That, too, is a bit, you know, remarkable. By the way, the fit is quite remarkable. Um, what do I do with this...?

"All right, Togo. To whom? Who likes it?

And Faye asks me that in a slight way... but I'm sure he's definitely curious about this. It's creepy. The women in front of you, no matter how you look at them, are more than housekeepers, something different.

...... so let's get my point right.

"Um, these women are a little restless... no"

As far as I'm concerned, someone I'm not comfortable with is a bit.

"What!? You, you okay?!?

"What?"

"Nani!

So, what?

"No... hey, Togo. You're here looking for a slave to take care of your life, aren't you? You're gonna live with that slave, aren't you?

"Yeah."

"If you're with me, you'd better have a beautiful sister!? If you want me to take care of you, you should be able to do it all morning to night!?

"Hmmm......?

"You're almost alone in the back of the woods, aren't you? I don't have an identity, and I don't have any shards of clumsiness, so they're not complaining about buying these slaves!

"Shit. restless."

Differences of views.

If we're going to live together, Yuen, I don't like people who stay together and are restless.

... In the meantime, I decided to let the other slaves see it.

But I want to be a little shy of my uncle who seems to be having difficulty. I don't want to disturb my aunt, who seems tough at all. I don't want to worry about my kind of colored sister because she's restless, and I still want to refrain from my kind of colored brother.

... There are some people who wonder if this person would be okay, but I don't know what it is, it doesn't pin one thing.

Hmmm...... you can choose a slave, no matter what they say, maybe you can't help it because you can't figure it out on your own......

In the end, it was quicker for me to look around than to have the slaves brought, so they brought me to the slave waiting area.

There's a room with a little big windows, a lot of stuff like that, and there's one or more slaves in there.

There seems to be a little description of the slave at the door of the room. Although I can't read it, Faye read it to me. I'm good at chores, or I can use magic, or something. That's what it says.

Apparently, slaves were categorized into several. "I'm good at chores," "I can fight too," "For farmers"? To some extent, it is divided into categories, lined with one and largely similar slaves of competence.

... and, uh, there was a line of people just like the ladies Faye was asking me to bring in. It was awkward there, so I pass right by.

That's how I went to the back of the store... there was an iron lattice.

... I wonder what. It's very close to the image I imagined of a "slave selling shop".

"Hey, Togo. From here on out, you'll find a crime slave shop."

Oh, yeah. Oh well. Criminal slaves......

Yeah.

Faye stopped me, but in the meantime, just in case, I'll go check it out. 'Cause so far, they're all kind of pinned. Then I want to look around at it all and then convince myself to make a decision.

It's just... 'Criminal Slavery' was more than I expected.

Gashan, there's a noise. It sounds like an iron lattice.

And what rang the iron lattice was how 'I'm a bad guy' looked brother.

"Hey, kid there. Are you a nobleman?

"No, sir."

"Right. If you're rich, you don't need it."

And most importantly, "I'm a bad guy," his apparent brother went behind the iron lattice again.... a little surprised.

"Hey, Togo. This one..."

"I'm a little surprised, but I want to see them all right"

Faye stopped it again, but I want to see it right here.

The people behind the iron lattice are the scary looking people who make their eyes shimmer, they sleep all the time, they're bumping again and they're pounding their heads against the wall whining about something.... Yeah, definitely unsuitable for you to take care of your life. Finally, I'm restless. I am restless again in a different way than the women of earlier days.

Some of them threw things through the gaps in the iron lattice. I don't want you to throw too many broken glass bottle wrecks or anything. I think I'm going to get hurt. Well, Faye's summoners protect us, so we're safe...

Still, I watched the iron plaid line. Look, look at a lot of scary people, look, look... and.

In the deepest part of the iron lattice, I found it.

... sharp eyesight. Nasal muscles clearly through. A forged body. Hair and mustaches like 'I stretched out when I was alone'. Anyway, the man with the look of a 'warrior'... reminded me.

The plaster statue I left in the art room.

Hercules statue, that's what they call it.

"Make it that guy"

I made up my mind about this guy.

'Cause this guy, I want to draw.