The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

Walking down the street with Mr. Praf made me feel somehow watched.

Look around while looking at the street stalls and shops lined up.

"Is there anything that bothers you?"

You have a cute basket.

Praf refers to a store.

The shop had a basket of bright colors.

The normal basket is brown because it uses wood skin.

So it's fun to just look at a basket of bright colors.

"This village is dyeing.A few years ago, I was thrilled to say that I was able to color the skin of the tree beautifully. "

A stain?

That's why the villagers' clothes are bright.

Walk the boulevard as Praf guides you, looking at clothes, groceries and bags in the shop.

Look behind you to see the shop that passed by.

Oh, there it is.

Men and women.

A little further away, I found two people watching us.

Look straight ahead and look at the stall.

The smell seems delicious.

I'm going to be hungry.

Put your hand on your stomach at once.

It's okay, it's not ringing yet.

"Phew, you want to eat later?"

When you raise your gaze, your eyes meet those of your father, who hid his mouth with his hands.

I was seen.

"Yeah, I'll definitely eat."

Looking at the things lined up on the stall, I watched the two of them again.

Oh, that sounds good.

Seeing his father pointing to him, a large chunk of meat was baked delightfully.

I like meat as much as ever.

"It's definitely going to work."

"Why don't you just choose the size of the meat?"

"... no way"

It's been a while now!

When I look at my father, I can shrug my shoulders.

Again, I saw the stall where the meat was being cooked.

A little away from the stall, I saw two people hiding in the shadow of a different stall.

I'm sure your father was aware of that, so he pointed to the meat stall.

"People in this village are lined up, and it's definitely good."

I think you'd be more interested in meat than the pair.

I wonder if those two don't feel much at stake?

There it is.

Praf, who was laughing a little at me and my father's conversation, pointed to a shop on the street that turned right.

"Tom's Anything?"

Anything?

Aren't you at the grocery store?

When I saw Praf, I smiled bitterly.

"He used to be a wholesaler, and I heard two generations ago that he got rid of everything and turned it into a grocery store.Rest assured, it is now a restaurant that mainly deals in food.I told you to change the name of the store, but you wouldn't ask me, "That's fine."

I value names that last for generations.

"Tom is the name of the current store owner and will change as soon as the store owner changes.And yet, why can't you just change the store? "

It does not seem to be cherished.

I wonder if there's anything on your mind.

Tom, we're coming in.

While opening the shop door, Mr. Plus called inside the shop.

Seems to be blind. It's Praf. "

Long time no see.

"What's going on today?"

I want them to sell groceries.

Tom looks at me and your father.

Say hello with your head down slightly when your eyes meet.

"Adventurer?"

"I'm a former adventurer. Now I'm traveling with my daughter to King's Landing."

Tom looks at me when he nods.

Should I say something?

When I tilted my neck, I smiled and saw Mr. Praf.

"Good."

"Thank you."

I'm a little surprised by the simple interaction between Praf and Tom.

It was decided in a short time, but is that okay?

"I have business to attend to after this, Tom, please.Mr. Druid, excuse me. "

"Oh, thank you. Thank you so much."

I'll see Mr. Praf off when he leaves the store.

On behalf of Gilmouth, I'm sure I'll try again.

I don't even know if I'm an enemy or an ally.

When Horu and the others arrive, the environment will change a little.

I wish you'd changed.

Ah.

I feel like I just saw the two of them.

Are they looking at us, not at Mr. Praf?

"This is Praf's introduction, so the wholesale price is fine.Let me know if you need anything. "

"Thank you. Are there any problems with the items on the shelf?"

"Ah, pick whatever you like. Anything else?"

"I want vegetables, meat, wheat."

Tom nodded that he understood, but immediately showed a strange expression.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait."

Feed?

Oh, I forgot because I was eating normally, but I was feeding livestock.

"No, not as food, but as food for us."

Tom nods at his father's words because he sees me.

"Well, that's tough."

Oh, I feel like I've been misunderstood.

My father noticed it, too, and wrinkles appeared between his eyebrows.

"It's not particularly difficult.Well, I'm not in trouble with the money. "

"Eh? I'm not in trouble, but you're eating a meal?"

"Because it's good."

Komega?

Ah.

Tom, who stares at his father, puts his arms together to come up with something.

"How do you eat it?Is it easy to make? How hungry are you? "

You mean my cooking method?

And you have a stomach?

"I need a little trick, but anyone who can cook to a certain extent will be able to grab it right away.You're hungry too. But why? "

"If I sell, I'll make a profit!"

"... I see."

Tom shrugs his shoulders at his father's slightly dazed expression.

"Well, that's not all.There are a lot of orphans in this village.Someone who takes care of them wants something cheap and hungry. "

Lots of orphans?

"I hear there are a lot of addicts in this village. Is that why you're here?"

Tom, staring at his father, sighs.

"Well, other villages know what's going on in this village.That's right. Kids who are drug addicts. "

"So many?"

Tom shows his worried and regrettable expression to his father.

"It's double what it was a year ago."

"That much?"

That's a lot.

I think there are too many of them.

"Since last year or so, there have been more people taking care of me.A lot of addicts get in the way of their kids for the money they buy.More and more children are being abandoned by their parents.And the children whose parents fell into criminal slavery. "

It's a sin to use a cougar, so if you use it, you'll be a criminal slave.

I see.

"If I could figure out how to sell the coulis, I'd be able to keep it down.We haven't figured it out yet. "

Even if it's spread to people in this village, don't you understand?

That's funny.

Because I think the person who used it bought it from somewhere.

If you ask me, I should know some route.

"Didn't you get any information from the captives?"

"This is a rumor, but they don't remember."

Don't you remember?

Could it be a side effect of couscous?

"I don't remember."

Is that it?

The atmosphere of my father was for a moment, but it got pretty sharp.

Is there anything I can think of?

"Um, can I ask you how to cook?"

Tom looks at his father as if he were sorry.

"Oh, that's right. I'm sorry. I cook, but the hard part is drowning.Well, you should ask Ivy.Because I know Ivy better. "

Tom looks at me.

It's good to explain, but I'll have to remember the dehydration myself.

"I think I'll have to cook a few times and grasp the beauty of this village by myself."

Tom nods at my words.

"Well, if you have time, why don't you come and tell me?"

When I saw my father, he nodded.

Fine.

I wish I could be of some help to the children.