Chapter 95: 95 Episode 10: Another World Scammer VS Foreign Scammer ~ Introduction ~

the Great City of All Bloom

There are a lot of troubling rules in this city.

Through Forced Translation Magic, these words are forcibly translated into words that are easy to understand for others. It's difficult to smoke or misrepresent the other person in ambiguous terms.

and "Judgment of the Spirit."

It's a playful magic that turns a liar into a frog.

"Next. Come here and give your name and reason for your introduction."

A soldier guarding the gate says to me in a dignified tone.

This kind of guy is as bad as this kind of guy is so mean.

"I am Aina Thackeray. I visited this city for sightseeing."

I smile lightly.

no good If you laugh, you'll get caught... but it's ridiculous.

a city protected by the Spirit

a city where there is a rule of iron walls that cannot be told lies

The people of this city probably don't even realize that the rules are a cover for us 'con artists'.

"Well, let me see what I have,"

All baggage is checked when entering this city.

Things that can be bought and sold -- meat, fish, fruits, textiles, etc. -- are taxed even if they are not willing to sell. It's because the gatekeeper can't tell whether to sell it or not. If we can't collect them later, we'll take them first. If you have any complaints, don't go in, although I'm still feeling uncomfortable.

"Hey, what's this?"

The gatekeeper takes a small bottle of powder out of my bag. The number is twenty.

powder in a bottle of three grams 60 grams in total.

"It's medicine,"

"Do you need so much?"

"I've only divided them into small parts for a day,"

"What medicine?"

"Actually..."

I pull down the collar of my clothes. The loose robe is pulled down to expose my chest. Bubble breasts and large scars in the valley are exposed.

I looked to my chest and the gatekeeper hurriedly looked away. with a bright red face... a pure man...

"I had a great scar on my chest... and..."

"All right! Let's get your clothes ready!"

I hear that almost everyone in this city is a devout al-Vistan.

I will never act in such a way as to show compassion, affection, or humiliate others. There must be many people who work as gatekeepers, especially those with good manners.

"You may pass,"

I'll try my best to keep my face dignified, but... my cheeks are red, gatekeeper.

I think I'll be able to make a lot of money again this time."

I went through the gate and found a strange guy there.

"Excuse me . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

He's half a fish.

A half-fish is bowing to a beautiful bear-eared woman standing by the gate.

It's kind of sloppy and curiously pecking.

......it's disgusting.

"You're still out, aren't you? Bring me here soon."

"Well, I'll take you with me... yes... I'm sorry..."

The half‐fish are at a different entrance from the gate I went through. Is that an entrance gate for residents?

People who live in this city can pass through different gates than those who come from outside. There must be a lot of people going out on business. It's a measure to ease congestion.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

"Don't worry, go away!"

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry I'm persistent... I'm sorry I didn't take my eyes off your feet..."

"Hurry up!"

A half-fish who keep apologizing, bowing, and gradually retreating. I mean, it's getting closer and closer.

I wish I had walked forward.

I can't stand being hit by such a disgusting thing. As I tried to change course, the half-fish turned round.

"Wow!"

Surprised to see me right in front of him, the half-fish jumped up and slipped wildly. He fell forward and clung to my feet. A slimy feel comes through the robe.

"Oh my gosh!

Who would blame me for kicking the half‐fish off immediately after that?

Don't touch it comfortably! I'm not cheap!

I kicked him in the face with all my might. If you're not good at it, you may be out of your senses.

They wear robes to give the other person the impression of being quiet and alert.

I'm really a martial artist -- especially a martial artist who is good at footwork. If you're a swindler, you'll run away and fight.

...that half-fish may have died.

Well, if it were self-defense, there would be no problem."

I looked cautiously into the fallen half-fish."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Huh!"

A half‐fisher was writhing.

Ki, ki, ki, ki, ki, ki, ki!

It's probably the number one chimo in my life.

"I'm not bothering anybody else, Calvin!"

The beautiful bear-eared woman comes running up to me and lifts up and tightens the rolling half-fish.

"I'm in pain, Delia! Soot, I'm sorry! But if it's punishment... if possible, I'll step on you.""Didn't everyone show any remorse?"

A beautiful bear-eared woman throws a half-fish out of the gate, "Poosh!" Far away, very far away, the half-fishers fly away. ...that's the sea. I desperately wished I could go back to the sea.

"I'm sorry, gatekeeper. Will you put Marsha in and do it for me? I'm the guild-master of the sea-fishing guild, so be polite."

"Yes! I understand."

After giving instructions to the gatekeeper, a beautiful bear‐eared woman came over here.

"Are you all right?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah... well."

I was approached by a beautiful bear-eared woman and gave a vague answer.

There's no way it's all right.

Robb has become a slime, and above all, he's touched his foot by such a slime... it doesn't pay to get 10,000Rb.

But when I told this beautiful bear-eared woman...

"If you care about the dirt on your robe, you can ask old Mumma of the 42nd leg. He's a genius to get rid of stains. The money is paid by Calvin -- by the guardian of the mermaid."

"Yes, I'm going to pay for it."

"Of course, Marsha,"

I looked in the direction in which I heard a voice, and the gatekeeper was about to bring in the mermaid. There are beautiful mermaids in a huge tank attached to the cart.

Mermaid... I've never seen it before. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Then, yes, this."

"What?"

The mermaid in the tank is holding out something that looks like paper at me.

"Give this to Grandma Moom." and they'll get rid of it."

"Oh, thank you,"

On the paper it read: 'The sea‐fishing guild Marsha Ashley.'

If I give him this paper, he'll be billed to this mermaid."

"Thank you,"

I thank you kindly and accept the paper.

"Well, that's it for you. What a disaster!"

"Well~ Hey~ If you're going to the 42 wards, I recommend you to go to Yangdaljeong."

Leaving those words behind them, they walked into the city. A beautiful bear ear pushed a cart in the tank.

...what's that means of transport?

I mean, can I leave that half-fish thrown away?"

"Well, now,"

One of the hallmarks of this all-bloom is that there are so many funny people.

There's no end to your concern.

I regained my composure and stepped on my feet.

At the end of the gate lies a beautiful stretch of town.

This place, close to the sea, flourishes in fish trade. Fish will be transported from here throughout the city.

"And rather than that..."

I take off my slovenly robe.

Originally, I was going to take off my robe when I got into town.

Underneath the robe, they wear light clothes that are easy to move around.

They are revealing clothes that emphasize the chest, and easy to run shorts that even reveal thighs. His knee-high boots will keep him from exposing himself and make him look like a prostitute. It's not soothing, it's a stylish exposure.

But if you were a man about there, you would be hounded. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

For example, the men in the cab over there --"

"Why do you get a request from such a distant place!? I have a hard time going home!"

"I received a request from you, Mr. Toryo,"

"Yes. There's a lunch box at Yodamari-tei, so please cheer up and work."

A big horseman and a long man seem to be persuading a fox-faced man who is about to ride in a carriage instead of standing in line.

"Oh, my God! I can't eat anything unless I look at your face!"

"That... a system in which the life of the leader ends as soon as Magda gets married."

"Yambold! Don't be silly! Magda-tan isn't going to get married!"

"No, I shall go some day."Mr. Toryo, please look at the reality a little more."

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"Shut up, Goozoya! I'll spend all your salary on Magda!"

"That's embezzlement, boss!? I'll put it on Delia anyway!"

Women's stories make me excited... These guys are easily taken in.

"Hey, brothers,"

change one's tone from person to person This is a conventional trick for a swindler.

"I'd like to ask you something, would that be all right?

unload a large load to the ground with a performance of "I can't carry it..." In doing so, I will emphasize my chest very much.

I can't believe this is a bad guy...

"Geez!"

"What!"

Suddenly a fox-faced man ran away screaming.

What...?

"The amount of women allowed by the head of the building has been greatly exceeded......the head of the building was too stimulating."

"Well, you're overheating just by talking normally,"

A big man with a horse face and a long man are talking dumbfounded.

Women's allowance? Overheat?

Huh!? I can't.

It's this city, All Bloom, that has a lot of strange people.

not care a bit

I don't care about the guy who ran away. We've got to make fun of the men left behind here, and let them buy us lunch."Actually, I'm hungry... Do you know any good restaurants?"

Here, stress your chest even more, and squeeze yourself together.

"Oh... I haven't decided where to stay tonight... ...do you know any good place?"

Now, the man whose ulterior motives have been tickled becomes a servant who treats him with food and presents him. In order to get a little hope... ...hehey, man is not a good idea, is he?

In fact, these two are glued to my big chest.

"... ...scratches."

The big man with a horse's face seems to have found a scar in the valley in his chest.

This scratch was made when I stepped on a scam before, but... it looks like I've had heart surgery in some places, so I'm using it for scam now.

She's the best prop in playing a sickly girl.

Then... let's say that a girl who has survived surgery and is feeling better is on a trip to commemorate it. There are many men who are vulnerable to such "women who have worked hard to overcome them."

If you find out that there are circumstances like that, your purse strings will loosen.

I don't care how much you tell a lie.

If you don't see these guys again, the lie won't be discovered.

If you don't even find out a lie, you won't be subjected to a 'spiritual referee.'

"Yes. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"... breast augmentation surgery."

"...what?"

"Fake breast b."

Fake...

"No! It's real! It's my own thing!"

"...a nice joke."

After muttering that much, the big horse-faced man began to walk.

"What!? Hey! If you think it's a lie, try playing 'Spiritual Judgment'! You're on your own! Really!"

The big, horse‐faced man went away without listening.

... what is it? What are they here!?

I glanced at the long man with a troubled look on his face.

It looks like a third‐rate man who's lower than the two of us... well, I can't help it, can't I can't help it.

"Brother... My heart... Is it strange?"

It's a strategy to insinuate your conscience by claiming that your acquaintance hurt you.

"Oh, it's not strange... is it?"

He's fluttering in his chest.

Okay, it's gone. This man has plenty of room.

"Then... do you like my heart...?"

"No, especially."

What about .........?

"Delia is bigger, shape, tension, and scent! Oh, Delia! I miss you, Delia!"

Swirling around, the long man went away.

...............well?

It can't be helped that you have a girl you like.

Well, it's not like I lost that Deliah, is it?

There are some guys who are so single-minded... I'm not frustrated at all! Not at all!

"What!? What are you looking at?"

I couldn't help shouting at the townspeople who were looking at me from afar.

I can't do it. I can't stay here if I expose myself to this disgrace. Above all, this area doesn't suit my skin. We don't get along well. It must be a unlucky place.

Yes. I had no luck in the first place when I was hugged by a half‐fish.

Let's change places.

said he, looking at the sign of the cab.

"...the forty-two wards,"

This carriage seems to be heading for the 42nd leg.

Forty-two wards... I'm sure there's an old woman who's good at removing stains.

Well, why don't you go there... and I'll make you a duck, ladies and gentlemen of the 42 wards... whoop.

--on the other hand, the Yodamari-tei in those days.

Delia Yashiro! We're here to play!

Marsha Long time no see~☆

"Oh, Delia and Marsha".

Jeanette "Welcome, both of you."

Delia "Cake! Cake! You're Mont Blanc and Marsha is Mill Crepe!"

Marsha I was really looking forward to hearing from Delia☆

Jeanette "Well, I'll get it ready right away.

Yashiro "So, aren't there any half-fish today?"

Delia "I threw it away because it was too much".

Jiro "That's true, isn't it?"

Marsha Come to think of it, what about carpenters who are usually here? They're not here today☆

"Is it Umaro?"

Marsha That'sure. He always blushes red when he sees me, so I like it because it's fun.

Delia "He's making fun of me by looking at him all right?

Yashiro "If you don't do it too much, he'll die.

Marsha It's okay. I'm on the verge of death, so I'm holding it back ☆"

Jiro ... are you okay with that?

Magda "...the women work in the Thirty-Fifth Ward today."

Marsha Oh really? Then we might have passed each other.

Delia "I came through the gate today."

Magda ... I gave you a lunch box, so you probably won't come today.

Jiro "If you're a woman, you'll be able to get out of work and show up.Magda "...if you're a fox, there's Norma."

Norma "Atashi just came to eat cake. I'm not going to care for you guys.

Delia You don't have to worry about it. You're just here to eat cake, too.

Yashiro "I'm glad it's popular, but I'm just getting to know each other.

Estella Hey guys! I came to eat cake again today... What's this huge milk rate?

Yashiro "Look, we know each other again..."

Estella "How can you grow up when you live in the same ward and eat the same kind of food?"

Delia Salmon!

Norma, "The Smoke Tube.

Marsha "Krill?"

Estella That's just something you like!

Norma, "How can you eat something that makes your chest bigger?"

Marsha But don't you say that drinking milk makes you bigger?

Estella "I drink milk every day! But I can't!"

Delia: Salmon is enough.

Estella "I've come to eat salmon, too!"

Norma, "How'said Norma.

Estella ... the smoke pipe ... a little...

Jiro It's OK Estella. No matter what they eat or don't eat, it's just a constitution that makes them big breasts."

Estella What should I do then?

"Give up!"

Estella "Can you give up?"

Jeanette "Thank you for waiting... Estella, what's the matter?"

Magda "...it's hard to live...that's what it is."

Jeannette "I don't know... Good luck, Estella!"

Estella "I want to do my best... Ah, I'll pay you as much as I can if it's a medicine that makes your chest bigger!"

--that was the beginning of the disturbance, no one thought at this time.

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