Daibun continued to admire me, saying that he didnât know how he couldnât think of selling things in a place like that, and Loyar also seemed to think that that would be a good idea.
Iâve only been on that train once, but it didnât seem like there were any guards positioned on it yet. There might be complaints against the vendors getting filed, resulting in countermeasures, but that would be in the distant future.
It didnât end there.
This was my cash cow. Of course, things had to work out here. They had to earn a lot more and be more stable than they had ever been before.
In fact, it was difficult for me to believe that either Eleris or Sarkegaar would bring in any income.
Hence, this place was my lifeline.
âOf course, just selling candy alone like before would be a little weak. So we have to have something that would draw in everyoneâs attention.â
âAttention?â
A place where a large amount of people gathered was overflowing with consumers. Of course, candy alone wouldnât garner much attention. It had to be a product that was specifically targeted at our customers.
âHowever, our financial situation isnât good enough to sell the good stuff, you know?â
âRightâŠ.â
Of course, it would have been nice if we could sell good quality stuff that people needed, but if that were possible for us, weâd just start an official business. Simply put, something simple, inexpensive that attracted a lot of attention, something that focused on utility rather than quality.
âToys would be the best thing to sell in our situation I believe.â
âToys? I donât know what stuff theyâre selling elsewhere, but dâya think theyâll sell?â
Loyar seemed a bit hesitant.
I chuckled.
âToys are products who are demanded by a different comsumer group than the actual purchasers.â
ââŠâŠHuh?â
âWhat do you mean?â
Daibun would probably understand, but Loyar wasnât the sharpest. Well, yeah, this was optimized for isekai characters. Not bad.
An Isekai cliche.
Talking about completely normal everyday things as if they were amazing in front of stupid characters.
Depending on the level of the things the writer makes the main character say one could tell the writerâs knowledge level.
Something along the lines of: âAah, this is soap. Because of the surfactant in it you can wash your hands really wellâ
Thereâs a 100% chance that youâll feel great about yourself for using the word âsurfactantâ and about 98.235% of people will think youâre one smart cookie.
Anyway.
This time I was talking about toys.
âItâs the kids who will be begging for toys, but itâs the parents who have to pay for them.â
Toys were something kids demanded, but the actual purchase happened through the parents.
âLetâs say a toddler were to cry for that toy on a crowded mana train.â
They were both staring at me talking.
âThen the parents would buy that toy, whether it was poor quality or not.â
I didnât know how I should explain knowing this even though I lost my memory, but I was sure theyâll hear me out.
If they keep suspecting me, I didnât think it would be such a bad idea to tell them the truth. I could even tell them I was a writer, however that would probably sound like nonsense to them.
I had no intention of acting careless purposefully though.
Anyway.
Loyar and Daibun were looking at me almost as if I was some kind of devilâs spawn-
Well, wasnât I kind of one?
âYouâre terribleâŠ!â
Without realizing it, Loyarâs true intentions slipped out of her mouth. I was surprised myself.
Even if you treat me comfortably because Iâm a kid. Huh? You want me to be good? Huh? Didnât you say we should live comfortably together?
I was getting a little mad.
âCome on! Letâs do our best!â
I reached out my palm.
-Pat!
Loyar, of course, gave me her âpawâ out of reflex. Her face was completely blank.
Conclusion.
I didnât have any more plausible bullshit but toys in stock.
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There were many other conditions I added. For starters they needed some neat clothes and a sales book to keep track of the articles they sold. Like that they wouldnât be shunned at least. They would at first do it like they did so far, but Iâve been trying to urge them to become more customer-friendly in the future.
We also had to think about our products, though.
Daibun was very impressed with the measures I had taken. He told me that he now understood why his big sis wanted to send me to Temple. He even generously praised me, saying that Iâd deserve being their gangâs brain. He even mentioned that it would be great if I received advanced education there.
With just a few words his attitude changed as if he just received a thousand dollars instead of having to pay off a debt of a thousand dollars.
I joined amidst the group to get to know them a bit better at least. To be honest, it felt pretty uncomfortable, but I couldnât avoid them anyway. It seemed like Loyar usually doesnât do anything but sleep.
She apparently did make an appearance when it was time to punch someone.
âI heard that Daibun praised that guy.â
Although Loyar acted as the boss, it seemed like it was actually Daibunâs role to manage the organization. Loyar said sheâd send me to Temple, and Daibun didnât hold back with his complements, claiming that I wasnât an ordinary person, so the other members seemed to be looking upon me quite favorably, albeit still a bit skeptical.
âHey, have a drink.â
They offered alcohol to me without hesitation. Although one could see I was a minor at first glance, it seemed like they didnât care about that.
âHey, all of this.â
I, who was in my thirties, also wanted to have a taste, but I was rather surprised.
âHey! Whatâre ya givin alcohol to some kid?!â
There were some who said things like that, but I just giggled slightly and downed the drink in one go, before they could dissuade me.
âWoah, awsome.â
Everyone burst into laughter seeing me do this.
Itâs a little bitter, but who cares.
Alcohol is alcohol and water is water. So it wouldnât matter anyway.
The old man who poured me the drink chuckled. His breath didnât smell that good, but it didnât really matter.
âThat young and already knows how to drink! Hah!â
âIs there a life without alcohol?â
âWell said!â
âThis is it! Oh, we can become great friends!â
âIâve been getting drunk ever since I was your age, now look at me! Hahaha!â
âThen letâs get drunk again today! Letâs goooooo! Letâssss gooooo!â
âLetâs driiiink!â
âHere we goooooo!â
Without them I probably wouldnât be able to live, so I couldnât be picky and ungrateful.
I drank vigorously with the beggars until far into the night. Surprisingly, these gents knew how to drink the right way. No, well, I actually was an old man, so of course I couldnât help but match these old menâs pace.
They asked me this and that, and I wasnât that drunk, so I answered them as I planned.
âBut how didcha get here?â
âI donât even remember anymore when I was abandoned. I was just drifting from place to place.â
Too young to remember when I was abandoned, Loyar found me while I was wandering around the streets, so she took me in.
My origins were unknown. Everyone patted me on the shoulder saying that I must have had a hard time while still being so young. I was also told that I should go to Temple and become a great man.
âDonât be like us.â They said. They gave me some advice that almost brought me to tears.
âBy the way, whatâs the name of this gangâŠ?â
It seemed that Loyar was called by the nickname Ireneâs Wild Dog and she repeatedly called this organization a gang.
Didnât they have another name for it? What the hell, the name canât just be âGangâ right?
âOh, yeah. Thereâs a big intersection up there.â
Intersection? What did that have to do with anything?
âWhat, does the newcomer not even know what this gangâs name is?â
One of the middle-aged man burst into laughter.
âRotary gang, dude. Remember that.â
Ah.
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After seeing this drunken chaos in the middle of the night, Loyar got mad, saying: âWhat gave ya the idea to make a kid drink alcohol?â
It felt like I got drunk and my elder sister dragged me away to scold me. I actually did get nagged, but it was very different from my old days. Did the former Prince not drink before?
Still, probably because I played around with the others at what felt like a welcome party, everyone seemed to see me as a very nice guy.
The next day, I made it my goal to somehow sort out the situation of the Rotary Gang.
Even though they were on my side, I didnât make the mistake of thinking that I knew everything about them. The reason I drank with them yesterday was obviously because I wanted to get to know the Rotary gang as well as its members as much as possible.
The Rotary gang had about 200 members. Thatâs quite the number.
I didnât know what the exact income of the solicitors was, but if it was enough to support the everyday life of a nobleman, then one could assume that it was quite high. However, not only were they able to support a noblemen, but they were also able to cover food costs and received compensation money, you know?
Just how many candies did they have to sell a day for that to be possible? Even if every single one of them sold one candy worth 5 bronze coins every day, which would just amount to a thousand bronze coins and 10 silver coins.
That would just be a hundred thousand won. Even if everyone sold 10 pieces each, it would just be a million won. Moreover, not everyone is mobilized at once to sell candy. It seemed impossible to even maintain this group with just that.
Of course, there were people who begged as well as those who solicited, but I didnât know if that would be enough to maintain such a huge group.
The Rotary gang must have had a different source of income.
There was no way that Sarkegaar and Eleris didnât know about this.
It appeared that they didnât tell me on purpose.
Loyar, Eleris and Sarkegaar kept some secrets from me about the Rotary gangâs source of income.
I was wondering what was going on, so I asked Loyar directly.
Loyar usually hung around the bon fire deep in the sewers, where no one ever set foot in, whiling away her time or sleeping.
I believe you have a different source of income somewhere else, but just what is it?
âYou donât need to know.â
Loyar cut me off as if she didnât want to tell me.
âOkay, then just answer me one thing.â
âYeah.â
âAre you hurting people?â
âItâs nothing like that, but sometimes thatâs what happens as a result of it.â
That was how Loyar answered. It wasnât something that necessarily hurt people, but in some cases it might happen as a result of it.
âI heard that the gang has about 200 members.â
âYes, thatâs right.â
âHowever, I believe there are only about 50 people living here.â
50 was still a large number, but it certainly wasnât more than 200. This was an indirect question pertaining as to where the rest of the members were. Loyar let out a short sigh.
Itâs like she understood that I wouldnât back down so easily.
âI didnât tell you because I thought it would be better if you didnât know about these kinds of things. I had no intention of deceiving you.â
âYeah, it might be a little dangerous if I knew about it, right? Thatâs what you were thinking.â
âSelling candies is just a disguise.â
Soliciting wasnât their main goal.
âWe are supported by the Gardium Thievesâ Guild.â
Their main goal was collecting information that organization wanted, when they wanted.
Thatâs how it was possible to maintain a group of this size, Loyar added.
So, I was right about this being the Fantasy version of the Beggarsâ Sect.
The Rotary gang was the information gathering organization the Gardium Thievesâ Guild outsourced. Even if beggars were driven out, they were rarely suspected. Then, at my question of whether my proposed change in soliciting method was meaningless then, Loyar shook her head.
âWe are inextricably linked to the Thievesâ Guild, but the more dependent we are on them, the more they will try to control us. If the gang can operate only with the gangâs profit, that alone would be meaningful.â
In the end, the proposal I made yesterday meant a lot to Loyar and Daibun.
If the group couldnât maintain themselves without the support of the Thievesâ Guild, they would try to use the Rotary gang more and more freely. However, if the Rotary gangâs own revenue grew, it could be freed from further interference from the Thievesâ Guild.
I did notice that Daibun was unusually excited, so that might have been the reason.
Itâs complicated in many ways, but in the end it was all about money.
I could also understand now what she meant with that it could end up harming someone, as they didnât know what the Thievesâ Guild would do with their information.
âYou donât need to know much about this. You can just go to Temple using the fact that you are from this side and forget about us.â
She told the gang members that I was their future, however what she truly meant was that I should just focus on training myself at Temple. I didnât have a reason to care about the Rotary gangâs matters.
Even if there were problems with the Rotary gang, Eleris suggested that I should just cut ties with them after I got them to pay tuition for me and I entered the school.
If I developed some kind of talent, I would be exempted from paying tuition fees and I would no longer have a need to be involved with the Rotary gang.
That was why Loyar, Eleris and Sarkegaar didnât tell me about the gangâs secret source of income, which I didnât need to know about.
âIf Iâve satisfied you now, go with Daibun. You need to make an ID.â
Aside from gathering the admission fees, I needed an identity first. Letâs take a single step at a time.
Shit.
I had chosen a path when I was at the crossroads between just quietly waiting for the ending to pass and setting foot in the main story.
I wanted to live comfortably, but in the end, I ended up having to join Temple. If it couldnât be helped, I would just have to do something about it, just like I did when I saved Charlotte the other day.
After entering Temple, I had to clench my teeth.
The future would change greatly depending on how strong I became.
At that time, Sarkegaar, Eleris and Loyar.
They all would find out that the Demon Realm wasnât that important.
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