The Demon King of Lust's Cheating Slow Life in Another World (WN): Chapter 107

 

Hanging Around Town with the Old Man Mondo

"I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have brought such a person with me. It was my fault for making Lida-san feel uncomfortable."

As soon as McQueen-san saw me, he bowed his head and started apologizing.

First, I went to McQueen-san's usual lodging to do business with him. And then, during the greeting, he said these words.

"No, it's not McQueen-san's fault, so please don't apologize. By the way, where is that old... Mondo-dono?"

I almost called him an old man, but I held back. McQueen-san answered, looking as if he had bitten a bitter bug.

"Haa... that person is staying at this inn, but he actually hasn't returned since he went out last night. Probably..."

McQueen-san stammered, seeming to have found it difficult to say anything, but continued speaking.

"I think he might have stayed at a brothel."

My head hurt. That old man...

After finishing my business with McQueen-san, I visited RockQueen's red light district.

A man at a party I had attended as a supporter had once told me a detailed story about this red light district.

It is standard in tales of otherworldly stories that shops of this kind have connections with underground organizations, but it seems that this town's red light district is not like that.

It seems that there is a coordinator to protect the town and its brothels, but they are cooperative with the various guilds and lords and do no wrongdoing. If anything, the town is more of a receptacle for the poor and orphans.

For that reason, the quality of the brothels seems to be poorer than in other cities.

In short, the women of the poor volunteer to work as prostitutes, and the stores have taken all possible measures to prevent excessive and coercive services.

As expected, or rather, since it was before noon, there was no activity in the red light district.

The shops are open, but every shop lets out a delicious smell. Apparently, they are open as restaurants during the day.

For the time being, I called out to a thug-like guy around there and searched for the old man's whereabouts.

Even though they look like thugs, they are all very polite, which is helpful.

What I finally arrived at was the biggest brothel in town. It smells nice, as if food is being served here as well.

When I entered the brothel, there was the old man at the counter. Apparently, he was drinking even though it was daytime.

"Hey, old man. I have come."

The old man took one look at me, then he stirred his drink and turned to me.

"Why? If you had waited a little longer, I would have gone back to the inn. You're so disciplined."

The old man put the money on the counter and said, [Check!] and left the store.

"This is no place for kids. Come on, let's go back."

Surprisingly, he has common sense. It is surprising.

I followed the old man back the way I came.

"Hey, old man. I want to ask you what you want with the sword. Answer me."

"Seriously, you're so disciplined... Well, as long as it doesn't contain mana, anything is fine. If possible, I'd like it to be made of steel. Dwarves make them out of iron and they are too fragile."

I think about it a little.

"The old man's current sword is an uchigatana, right? With the old man's fighting style, wouldn't a long sword be better?"

The old man tilts his head.

"What? That uchigatana, is it a sword? Are there even different types of swords?"

Oh. It seems like an otherwordly word. Is the type of sword unrecognized?

"Yeah. There are different types of swords. The one I have right now is a Wakizashi in terms of length. The old man's is an uchikatana. Tachi swords are longer and more curved than your sword."

"The current curve is just about right. But it's certainly too short for me to use."

"Understood. It's an extended version of the uchigatana, and the material is steel. I understand. I'll make a few prototypes, but please check each time."

"You're being serious... I'm starting to doubt that you're really the guy who fought me yesterday."

The old man scratches his head and makes a strange face.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Because your fighting style was quite twisted."

A question mark. What was so twisted about that?

"Not only you are using magic to blind me, but you even used [Transfer Magic]. In the second part, you used magic so skillfully that I thought it was all fake, and it was the first time in a long time that I got annoyed."

"I knew I couldn't make it work with you, old man. I'll need to work hard. For me, a single blow would have been enough, but I couldn't do it."

"It's ten years too early for you to hit me with a single blow. But you're just as good with a sword as you are with magic."

"I'm not happy about it being told that by the old man."

"Tch. You're not cute at all. It's not every day I compliment someone."

The old man makes a sullen face, but I want him to stop because it's disgusting.

"Now that you mention it, the old man cut my magic, but what is that? The old man has no magic, so you can't use magic, right?"

"Hmm? Ah... that thing. I just cut it. Anyone can do it if they train."

"I can't do it! Don't you have any skills? The old man has [Advanced Sword Art]."

The old man looked at me with a surprised expression.

"Hey, hey. Do you even have [Appraisal]? Wow, how many skills do you have? You're like a monster."

"The monster is the old man, right? Slashing the magic, dodging so much and then counterattacking, and this is the first time I saw someone dodge my surprise attack through teleportation."

"It's not like I'm a monster. I don't have any talent, so I just trained. If you train, you'll be able to do it too."

"Oh, really? I don't think I can do it, though?"

"If you give up before you even try, you won't be able to accomplish anything. This is why young people these days..."

"Uwaa... that's an elderly person's phrase..."

"Hey! Who's elderly!"

While having this kind of exchange, we returned to McQueen-san's usual lodging.