Kujonin
Author: Hanabokuro
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"To tell the truth, he appeared again…"
Miss Millia said that, once again, the adventurer who mutilated the prostitute's face had appeared.
All of the adventurers should have gone to the desert in order to exterminate locust hoppers though; when I said so,
"One of those guys who returned first is the culprit!"
Miss Amanda said, who had previously given her thanks with tears in her eyes.
Certainly, the first party should have returned to the city two days ago.
The culprit adventurer seems to have committed the crime on the day of his return.
The victim was a prostitute from the brothel next door, and they've already healed her face with the recovery potion I had given them, they said.
"But, even I thought he wouldn't come again…"
They must be scared.
"Pharmacist-san is an adventurer, right? Just now, I saw you behind the wagon."
"Well, I'm technically an adventurer, right."
"Please catch him."
Miss Millia clasped my hand.
"Did you ask the Adventurers Guild?"
"Yes, we did! It's just, our earnings aren't enough to put up a reward…"
Miss Amanda looked down.
"I beg of you. Pharmacist-san!"
"If you're begging, I guess I'll have to, na."
"You'll do it?"
"Of course!"
No matter what, I want to look cool in front of the prostitutes.
For now, I ask Miss Amanda the adventurer's traits and what kind of man he is.
The man's actions are to propose in the middle of the action with, "Marry me."
When he's refused he begins to get rough, and in the end becomes violent, saying, "I'll give you a face that no one will want to embrace," and cuts her face. It must be extremely terrifying. Miss Amanda was also trembling as she told me the story.
He appears to have the appearance befitting an adventurer, unshaven face with leather armor, and also a scar from a scratch on his face, she said.
"Understood. First is to get information. I'll go ask the Guild Master at the Adventurers Guild more information and hear about whether there's that kind of adventurer around."
When I said so, the two said they'd follow me.
When I enter the Adventurers Guild with 2 gorgeous women in tow, the eyes all gather here.
It puts me in a great mood.
Slowly, while basking in the envious stares, I sauntered up to the inner counter."
"Oh, President!"
"Eh?"
Just when I was thinking, where have I seen that adventurer at the bulletin board before, it's Seth.
"What are you doing?"
"Ah, no, I caught a criminal, so I was wondering if it's possible to increase my rank. Ah, here it is. Thank goodness, it was an E Rank request, it seems."
So saying, he peeled the paper, "Request to catch the perpetrator of violence against prostitutes,' off the bulletin board and showed me.
"Onii-san! You caught the criminal?"
Miss Millia asked Seth.
"Eh? Aa, that's right. When I was being treated to lunch by the townspeople, there was a guy getting violent there, and I caught them. Ah, look, there were those brothers who got mana deficiency after plunging into our campsite, right? It's the younger brother. I'm lucky that there was a request. Finally, I can become a D Rank."
Seth explained to me.
"Ah, President!"
At the counter, Merumo turned and saw us and came over.
"Merumo is also here?"
"Yes."
"There was a request after all."
Seth told Merumo.
"I'm glad we interrogated him. Like Ayl-san said, 'It's best to directly ask a criminal's body. If further crimes are revealed, it's twice as delicious,"- it really is true."
The hell is she teaching?
"So, what's President doing?"
"What, you say, these are the requesters of that request…"
"Onii-san, you're so muscular!"
"Waa, amazing! You caught that guy!"
Miss Millia and Miss Amanda coiled themselves around Seth's arms.
"Ah, no, there is a little…"
Seth's face is bright red, and he's in agony.
Seth took all the good parts.
"Are you going to go up to D Rank?"
"Yes, like, finally! But the Guild's people say it's at an unprecedented speed."
"I see."
"Still, I haven't caught up to the President or Ayl-san yet."
"Well, I'm an F Rank, though."
"Eh!?"
"Is it a test now? Good luck."
"Y,yeah. Eh? Um… for President to be F Rank, just, Eh!?"
Ignoring the confused Merumo, I handed Seth the money from the selling the recovery potions yesterday.
"Seth, here's some change; play around at these ladies' place! See ya."
I'm actually bitterly furious, but in front of these prostitutes, I want to look like a refined person.
"Pre, President–!"
While listening to Seth's screams, I left the Adventurers Guild.
I'm definitely not looking back, okay!?
The female adventurers who came to me yesterday asking, "How about for one night?" appeared in front of me, so without thinking, I tried asking, "Want to buy some recovery potions?" but they said, "N,no, we don't need it!" and ran away.
"Dammit!! Freakin' hell!!!!"
Kicking the ground in front of the Adventurers Guild angrily, I left in a huff.
After that, I angrily stuffed myself at a food stall.
"I'm living for my work! I will live to work-!"
And when I yelled that, the gramps at the stall got mad and said, "You're being noisy-!"
Even so, the food stall gramps set me out some liquor and said, "As for work, do it moderately. It's fun pick up women, you know?"
For some reason, I was moved to tears.
"I get it. The women, my subordinate took them…"
"Well, that's tragic. Drink up."
I drank liquor with the food stall's gramps for a while, and in the end, we came to the conclusion that it might not be too bad to only live for work.
"Then, Gramps, Imma, gonna go off ta work!"
"Ooi, customer, your bill!"
"Ah, the bill?"
Oh yeah, I gave Seth all my money just now.
Somehow, something that looks like money … when I searched my item bag, I handed over a better made recovery potion to the food stall's gramps.
"Sorry, I ain't got nothing but this. I think you could get 1 gold coin if you sell it. Please forgive me for paying with medicine!"
So saying, I left the food stoll.
I can hear the food stall gramps' voice behind me.
"This kind of thing, it's probably fake, right? … Huh? You're kidding? It's real!? Hey, hey, this won't just be 1 gold coin!"
Ah~ again, Velsa and Ayl are gonna get mad at me~.
"Al-right! Gotta exterminate the hero … If'n I break the request down, then … hu-uh? *hic~* The hero's back in the direction of the mountain in the desert… and there's a lake in the direction of the mountain. If I ask Seth… nope! That guy's in paradise right now. In paradise, so, dammit – … I should ask someone else who came from the direction of the mountain? That guy! Wh-oops, gotta turn this way!"
While muttering to my drunk self, I head towards the outskirts of the city.
I visited a house on the outskirts of the city.
At the side of a personal residence was a stable with a feehorse eating fodder.
"Ding dong! Hello~! O-i! Can you hear me? Dondondon, dondondon, dondondon, do-nk-i"
Clack
"That's dangerous-! You'd normally say somethin', right?!"
"What is it? Ah, isn't it President-san? Are you drunk?"
When the turban-clad slave trader saw me, he pinched his nose.
"What. Am I not allowed to be drunk?"
"It's poor taste."
"Aanyway, please tell me what lies in the direction of the mountain. And also, please teach me the information about the Earth Hero!"
I bowed my head in request.
With my head bowed down, the contents of my stomach came up and I felt bad.
"I get it, I get it, so please don't throw up. Anyway, please come in."
"Yes. Water please. Please give me some water."
"Yes yes. Wait - Someone, bring water here~."
When the turban-wearing slave trader said so, a slave with a collar entered bringing a cup of water.
"Thank you very much-!"
I bowed my head and accepted the cup from the slave.
"Please don't lower your head to slaves!"
The slave trader waved his hand and the slave retreated.
"Have you calmed down?"
"How foolish. Since I was born, I've never been calm. When I'm calm, it means big trouble. If'n I'm calm, it's gonna be bi-g trouble."
"What is that an impression of?"
That's right. There are no pro-wrestlers in this world.
"Ah, no, so like I said, I'd like to know about the Earth Hero."
"I see. Then it would be best if you heard it directly from slaves from that area, I suppose. Ah, President. Right now the Owner isn't here so it's fine, but can you not tell the Owner about the feehorse incident?"
Turban seems to be the slave trader's subordinate.
The slave trader, whose name is already 'Turban' in my head, guided me to a room further within.
barely got this done in time…
I won’t have internet for most of the next week, so no updates next week.>