2 days later.
“All clear.” [Guard]
“Thank you.” [Ryouma]
I was able to reach Kereban without any problems. Didn’t even get attacked by bandits or anything.
“Would you happen to know where the Dinome Magic Tool Workshop is? It seems that’s where I’m supposed to deliver the package.” [Ryouma]
“It should be in the eastern part. Go straight down this path, and on the 24th street… Erm… Actually, the directions afterwards are a bit complicated. I don’t think you’ll get it even if I tell you.” [Guard]
“I see. That’s alright. Thank you for telling me that much.” [Ryouma]
“Well, be careful. Ah, right. If you use the stagecoach over there, your trip should go much faster.” [Guard]
I thanked the guard watching the gate and went to the stagecoach stop.
There was a stagecoach ready, but it had no curtains or seats. It was basically a giant wagon.
There was only one person inside too: the driver.
This is the right place, right?
“Excuse me. How much would a trip to the 24th street cost?” [Ryouma]
“24th? 2 copper coins.” [Driver]
“Alright.” [Ryouma]
“Get on then. It’s about time to leave.” [Driver]
“Okay.” [Ryouma]
After confirming that I had entered the stagecoach, the driver whipped the horses and set off.
“Can’t you sell this pot cheaper?” [Townswoman]
“Give me a break, lady!” [Townsman]
“Hey! Don’t you stray away!” [Townsman]
I watched the people in town as we passed them by.
It feels like there’s more people here than before, and the road is also that much more congested.
“Where you from, boy?” [Driver]
“Gimuru.” [Ryouma]
“Not too far from here, eh? You sightseeing by yourself?” [Driver]
“I’m an adventurer, so there’s a job I need to complete first, but I might go sightseeing afterwards. I hear there’s a fair that’s opening soon.” [Ryouma]
“Yeah. It opens tomorrow. This time it’s for magic tools.” [Driver]
“There are other fairs?” [Ryouma]
“What? Didn’t you come from Gimuru? I’m pretty sure the fairs are popular even there. Actually, I’m pretty sure it’s popular all over the region. The fairs occur six times a year. The main products vary each time, but each time it would be held in the center plaza and stalls of all sorts would be seen here and there. It happens every year, so for us who live here, we’ve already gotten used to it.” [Driver]
Six times a year? That would mean a fair every 2 months. No wonder they’re used to it already.
“Our income gets a boost each time too, so it’s pretty nice. Hey, try to make yourselves fit!” [Driver]
The stagecoach stopped and more customers got on. This town sure is quite dense population-wise.
“Hmm? …Grab onto something tight! This is going to get rough!” [Driver]
At that, the customers grabbed onto the edge of the stagecoach. I imitated them and held onto the edge as well, but what’s going? Is the road uneven or something?
As I was thinking that, a small cart passed slowly on the right side of the road up ahead.
“Stop taking you’re time!!”
“Walk faster, you old fart!”
An old man was pulling a cart with barrels piled atop of it, when a bunch of carriages driven by youths overtook him one after another.
“Talk about dangerous…” [Driver]
The driver of the stagecoach knit his brows. Those young drivers certainly seemed quite reckless with their overtaking, but at the same time, you can’t help but agree that the old man was really going too slow. Either group could be seen as an obstacle depending on the person. I wonder who the driver wasreferring to.
“You’re kidding…” [Fellow Passenger 1]
“Is she planning to ride?” [Fellow Passenger 2]
This time it was my fellow passengers who started making a fuss.
When I glanced at the next stop, I noticed a woman with the body of a sumo wrestler standing by the stop.
“24th street… Whoops!?” [Sumo wrestler?]
“GUFU!?” [Ryouma]
She put too much strength when she tried to enter the stagecoach that she ended up falling in.
“Sorry!” [Sumo wrestler?]
“It’s okay…” [Ryouma]
I told her that she just startled me and I wasn’t hurt or anything, but because of that little incident, the woman ended up sitting beside me, and the already cramped carriage became even more cramped.
“This is the place.” [Sumo wrestler?]
“Thank you!” [Ryouma]
“Don’t mention it. Good luck on your job.” [Sumo wrestler?]
I was able to get the woman who sat beside me to lead the way. Thanks to her I was able to safely reach the ‘Dinome Magic Tools Workshop’.
If not for her, I might have gotten lost. I’m glad I asked for her help.
“Item Box” [Ryouma]
I took out the package and the job form.
“Welcome! Oh, what a cute customer we have here.” [Receptionist?]
When I passed through the door, a counter was there to greet me. Behind the counter sat a woman with a nice body.
The store was pretty small, though. Kind of like those stores that also doubled as one’s residence.
“Never seen you around here. Are you a messenger? If you need a lamp, we have some over there.” [Receptionist?]
The woman pointed at the small magic tools lined up along the shelves.
I’m not one of her customers, though, so I told her that I’m an adventurer and that I’m here to deliver a package.
“A package?” [Receptionist?]
“Yes. Could you please sign here.” [Ryouma]
“Wait. Dad!” [Receptionist?]
“I’ll be there! Give me a sec!” [Receptionist’s Dad]
A few minutes later, a bearded man appeared
“What’s up?” [Receptionist’s Dad]
“A delivery, apparently. It’s for you, so it’s be best that you receive it.” [Receptionist]
“A delivery? …Ah, a component. I thought it wouldn’t make it anymore… Here you go.” [Receptionist’s Dad]
With the form signed, the job was complete. All that’s left is to report to the guild.
“Thank you. I’ll take my leave then…” [Ryouma]
“Wait. You came all the way from Gimuru, right? At least have a cup of tea first. Nothing expensive, though. Hey, I’ll leave him to you.” [Receptionist’s Dad]
“Sure, sure.” [Receptionist]
After the bearded man said that, he went back inside. Meanwhile, the daughter was already pouring a cup of tea.
…Well, might as well, I guess.
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