Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken novel Chapter 99
Walking through the park, two policemen on their break were discussing the mass homicide that occurred at a nearby hospital recently. The culprit is yet to be found. Finger prints of one of the hospital's staff members were found on the gasoline canisters, and he is being questioned, but his alibi freed him of suspicion of being the primary perpetrator of the crime. However, he probably will serve a few years.
But it's a real shame about the detective.
One of the policemen told the other.
Which part? The fact that he claimed to have spoken with a person who died last year or that he believes that the murder and dissection of Miyaguchi Yojiro has something to do with this case?
Clearly both. He claims that the deceased Kanzaki Yuuko is the perpetrator of both of these incidents. I wonder if all detectives go crazy in the end...
He sighed, and, feeling that the conversation was far too heavy, decided to lighten the mood.
You're meeting your niece after this, right? How about buying a balloon for her from that clown over there?
He said, pointing to a female clown selling balloons by the river. She could hardly be called a beauty"perhaps due to the clown pain obscuring her face"but she could still be called "cute". Approaching her, the policeman purchased a balloon, and, charmed by her smile, asked
May I hear your name?
The clown, mildly surprised, smiled what was perhaps either a melancholic or a benevolent smile, and replied
Clown is the only name for me
Thank you for reading (and enjoying?) the Translator's Corner. If I have time, I'll write another short story. Hopefully, with a bit more "hope" this time around.
Founding Demon Capital Arc
Tournament Preparations
Myormiles hurried back to his shop.
He could have sent a butler ahead of him, but decided not to.
Would he really wait for me?
Slightly worried, he entered the shop.
When he did, he saw that adorable girl (?) reclining on a coach.
And, when (s)he saw Myormiles, (s)he smiled widely.
Yo! That was quick
A speech style that was completely at odds with his/her face, (s)he raised a hand in a greeting.
That was, without a doubt, master Rimuru.
Having confirmed that, Myormiles expressed his heartfelt happiness that Rimuru was still alive and well.
The other attendants, seeing their master thus, did not react with any surprise and have been treating Rimuru with respect.|
Certainly, that was the effect of having spent an hour here alone with him.
After setting down the iced tea he was drinking, Rimuru went straight to the point.
Well, what. I've got a job request, you see? I'm ce~rtain that Myormiles will be able to handle it.
I've got an event coming up and I want a producer for it.
Can I leave it to you?
With a wide smile that can only be described as representing all the wickedness of the entire human race, Rimuru asked.
Myormiles could not read what was on his mind, but was certain that it involved danger.
Even so,
What kind of event would Danna be talking about?
Myormiles, for some reason, wanted to hear more.
Somehow, he's been entranced by this person. Without any thought to loss and profit, these kind of unnatural feelings filled him.
Perhaps, he was now a failure as a merchant.
But now that he has become a failure, isn't it the perfect time to serve this being?
So he tried imagining what it would be like to serve Rimuru.
The very thought filled him with boundless joy.
Thus, he heard Rimuru's explanation.
He disclosed a shocking proposal.
Tempest will be holding a Tournament soon, and he wanted to leave it in Myormiles' hands.
He had described it as amusement, but, in short, it really is just a spectacle for the masses.
They will create a Colosseum to hold ten thousand people to watch and cheer for the contestants.
Average people also have the right to watch, perhaps with an entrance fee.
It's fine, however, if the entrance is free. As long Tempest's dining and lodging are properly advertised.
More importantly, moving the ten thousand guests around. Though the highways have been prepared, there's a need to manage the carriage transportation and provisions.
Moreover, managing the number of guests. Offering lodging.
Just thinking about the wealth that will move here made his mouth water.
Tempest dining and lodging is beyond excellent, so accepting the guests will prove simple.
The problem is the permanent stimulation of economy and maximizing the profit.
That's the whole point behind this tournament.
Too amusing!
To have prepared such a detailed plan only to leave it in Myormiles hands!
This should be left to a pro, no? Don't tell me, Myormiles, you lack confidence?
Ha, hahahaha! How cruel. Rimuru-sama is an evil person
Ha ha ha ha. I am, I am! But not as evil as you!
The two laughed loudly.
With a wicked smile on their faces.
You do understand that enormous capital will be moving around here, right?
Fu fu fu fu. Fret not, this is this Myormiles' field of expertise...
I will produce results Rimuru-sama will be completely satisfied with!
Enormous capital will flow at this event.
Just as Rimuru says.
What a... terrifying being.
Just how far can he see...
On that note, I may see another way to use the restorative medicine.
It is possible to be restored as long as one is not dead I believe...
So perhaps we could sell it to the participants
And, the true goal is advertising, right?
So that people visit Tempest many more times from now on, right?
Based on that goal, my job would be...
... As expected. I'm glad I decided to leave this to you, Myormiles!
I don't mind if the tournament does not produce any profit.
"I want to come again!" If people leave with that feeling, then we have succeeded. I'll leave the invitees to you. Alright?
They thus shook hands.
A terrifying chill assaulted Myormiles as ideas poured into his head.
There are countless ways to manage an event as a country.
Just by allowing people to bet on the winner can produce enormous income.
He finally realized the many ideas and the weight of responsibility that this request entailed.
And when he did, a boundless excitement filled his body.
He could finally do it. He could finally show him! He could finally be of use to Tempest!
And then, Rimuru added
Oh, and later, if this goes over well, would you like to join us?
Commerce Division Chief or Merchant Division Chief. Well, the name doesn't matter, but I want to have you assume that post.
We're growing pretty big recently, so we need to take control of that sector. How about it?
How about it? How about it? How about it? ...?
These words, as if playing the strings of his heart, reverberated again and again.
With a big nod, he accepted.
Of course he would.
Rimuru was willing to invest in him to this extent.
There was no room for failure.
If he did well, he could join his most trusted circle!
In all of Myormiles days, more than any dream or hope he has had, he now felt like he has never felt before.
This feeling was like sweet nectar that he swore to never let go of.
Even after Rimuru left scheduling the next meeting, the excitement did not lessen.
Things will get busy.
First, declaring the intent to gather his estate.
Should this event conclude successfully, no, he will make it successful, he has no plans to return to Brumund.
So he thus declared.
And asked,
What will you do? If you like this mansion, I don't particularly care?
And upon hearing these words, all of his attendants replied,
Please permit us to journey with you
They said.
At this point, nothing held him back.
Even though he had received license from the country, Myormiles was a guild member.
He has the freedom to move between countries.
One should always be prepared to move!
But letting go of this shop might prove disadvantageous in the future.
So he decided to have a few people stay back in case Brumund were to flourish.
Ordering his servants to pack, he returned to his store.
And he called the head clerk into the office.
Before the clerk could even take a seat,
Yo, you've gotten pretty good recently, how about taking over the store?
Straight to the point.
Blinking a few times, the clerk tried to understand what he just heard.
He is, in fact, a son of one of Myormiles relatives, and was sent here to study.
He is a bright kid that Myormiles took a liking to.
But, in reality, he lost his original home' due to failing horrible, and only became a clerk to have a place to stay.
Yet there's no qualms about his work ethic. He's someone Myormiles could easily depend on.
But, master... What could you possible mean by that?
Unable to believe what he had heard, he timidly asked.
With a big nod,
The thing is, I've... been tasked with an important job.
I'll be leaving the country, so I decided to leave the shop to you.
Make the store a success and call your parents to visit one day
Myormiles said, patting the clerk on the back with an affectionate smile.
In reality, he had only intended to loan the store to him. That is, he fully expected to be able to recover the price of the store.
Myormiles the merchant was not a sweet individual.
Moreover...
(If he can't make the payment, that just shows that he was a failure to begin with)
He was motivated by his duty as a teacher.
Thank you, truly, thank you...
Definitely... I will definitely repay your benevolence!
Finally comprehending what was said, the clerk thanked Myormiles.
Ignoring his gratitude,
Work hard!
Myormiles said, nodding.
Just in case, they set up a contract for exchange of commodities.
There was no oversight on this end.
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