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The market in the city of Lehm was much bigger than it was when we saw it a long time ago.

The sight of people coming and going all the time to actively raise their voices to buying, selling and bartering gives their skin a sense of the sagging of a species called man.

Monster materials lined the store narrowly with colorful gems, metals, precious metals, and rare equipment produced from the labyrinth on the Demonic Realm's side.

It is not uncommon for shops to be opened directly by adventurers. Cookles taught me that it makes more money and that it also puts me at lower risk of losing my life by entering the labyrinth more than once.

The market is full of merchants who came to buy them with Eastern traded goods in their hands, peasants who came to sell crops from nearby villages, and local Lehum merchants who broker everything they sell and buy.

"You know Sister Cookles, then you can only see a little underfoot. Buy it all for 11000 gard. Heh, is that Grandpa Ward's body?... Well, I can't help it, then it's 12000 Gard, because that old man is like we killed him..."

To the merchant in charge of his brokerage, I sold many skins from prey, rare herbs, horns of mushrooms that became pills, and dried mushrooms that were rare.

Yeah, my friend Ward died without getting his epidemic medication separated. The city people seemed guilty about it.

"Travel,, why don't you start by buying light stuff?

"So is that. Then I want the seasoning to use for cooking. Please tell me a good store, ma'am."

"Oh... will Mr. Travel be cooking too?

"Yeah well. Thanks to the salt you kindly put on me the other day, I'm so gourmet. If you want to bake fish, you can never take it off."

Hooded cat human walked the market after Sister Cookles' hindsight.

I bought pepper and salt, dried parsley, bottled olive oil, nutmeg, wine vinegar and honey from the grocery store.

"Oh, there's fish flour for sale, right? Just a little bit of that in the dish, and it's going to change the taste. I love the kids in the cathedral, too much to stick around and buy...... hehe, shopping with cats, I have so much fun"

"Excellent, just ask and your tail is going to pop out of your robe.... but I don't need it. We'll just have to process the lake fish ourselves."

Sister Cookles was excited to call me Mr. Cat.

Thank you. He hasn't noticed. Fortunately this was about fishmeal, so it shouldn't have been uncomfortable to hear it from around.

"Hehe... I heard you live where the lake is"

"Yeah, it's a beautiful lake where delicious fish can be caught. We were lucky to have that nearby."

Fish powder, the idea has never existed before.

The all-purpose seasoning was rolling right over us. The meat and the mountain vegetables. Now it's all fishy taste, I want to go back and make it soon.

"... Um, I don't know if this is a good thing to ask, but after all, I'm curious, so I'll ask. Where do you live?

I guess so. To her I will appear beyond the Gigas line, a strange cat human, of endless interest.

"It's the demon world and the human world. But it's surprisingly safe, and the land is rich. This is quite an interesting thing, with old but shining maple trees up to the castle. Sister Cookles, if you don't like everything, I'll invite you to the lair of those exiles."

"Hehe... when they say that, you kind of get lost. The hiding place of the exiles, at the crossroads of the demonic and human worlds... Is there such a place..."

I was just asking her out on a little whim.

But it's an unexpected reaction, because Sister Cookles somehow made me look lost on my invitation.

She's human, too, and does that mean there's a lot going on?... It was wild to pry, even though I hadn't been consulted.

"That's kind of a nice inside. Oh, what do you need next, don't hesitate to say it. I'm not proud of it, but there's a whole bunch of stuff here."

activity of economic activity, that is the strength of the human side. I devise to live because I'm weak and old but fast. Think about the future and build things up.

"Then tell me about the store that sells the seeds. I want a different kind of crop."

"Yes, I think that's a very good purchase. I'd love to see a lot of the city's crops in you."

I like to make it.

Even though I live in a rental house close to the old town, I'm sure there's a reason.

Shall we split up some of the extra gard from her shopping... Oh, I've thought about this not even like me.

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I bought pumpkins, corn, peppers, parsley, chili peppers and Yugdrasil Blue Dicon seeds.

He said the last one was a new crop that came out recently, and he said he could do something bigger than a regular dice. But it's weirdly blue.

"Yeah, take the tomato seeds, too."

"Tomatoes? I've never heard of that, what kind of crop is it?

Did you mistake me for a farmer or something because I made a big mouthful of shopping?

The seed shop aunt shopkeeper gave me a small seed bag.

"A few years ago, they said this seed came out of the labyrinth, and I planted it and it gave rise to red fruit all the way inside. I don't seem to be very popular right now, but I think it's delicious, sweet and sour. It's a service because you bought a lot of it, don't take it. It's not for sale, but hey."

"I see, thank you then"

There are many stranger ingredients on the Demon Realm side.

There's nothing wrong with being red in the fruit.

"It's a little creepy that it's red inside... but I kind of just wanted to try it. Mr. Travel, please let me eat in you someday, tomato."

"Why don't you quit Sister now and stay with us. … just kidding."

I left the store and followed Sister Cookles in words.

I don't pry, but this is still how I interact with her intimately, and she seems to have bothered me.

"Hehe... I took it seriously. Oh, speaking of which, what happened to the seeds I bought last time?

"Yes, thanks to you, everything is growing well. Sounds like the dirt was good over there, nothing to worry about."

"That was good. Uh, sure, there's a little girl with you, isn't there? I'm sure it'll be a growing season, and please feed him a lot."

I previously ordered some girl's clothes from Sister Cookles.

I guess they deduced Patia's presence from that.

"Yeah, well, I have one daughter, she's got a lot of trouble eating, and she's cute, so everyone spoils her."

"Oh, shouldn't I spoil my child?

"I can't say it's a clear argument, but there are a few silly and special circumstances. Yes, I want some old clothes that adult women can wear next..."

Then the slightly green-haired Sister looks at me funny and laughs softly.

"Maybe it belongs to your wife? Then again, is your wife fluffy, too?

"No, I'm a disciple, I showed up bloodied and fluttered with my clothes before this, and I feel sorry for you as your bloodstained clothes, so I thought I'd buy you a change of clothes"

"Chi, is it bloodstained?!

"It was bloodstained, and it was a delightful shade of red, blue, green and art."

I had Sister Cookles spot Horrix's clothes at the old clothes store.

I'm not sure about the lady, especially this helped me get her to go out with me.

Next up is cookware and scoops. She told me this was cheaper to buy directly from a blacksmith.

It was just a little silly distance from the market, so I was supposed to walk the city blurry.

Then I was starting to wonder if I had chosen the wrong conversation because it was something that would silence Sister in a beautiful place as soon as possible. But that seems to have been caused differently.

"Um... I was just saying, one day, I'd like to go inside your, Electrum Bell"

"What are you talking about, you're a benefactor. I'll invite you with my pick-up and drop-off as many times as I can."

She became silent not because my story was boring, but because she was just buried inside of herself.

Simply put, Sister Cookles seemed to be worried about something.