As Long as You Have the [Shop] Skill, the Dungeonized World Is a Breeze ~The Bullied Youth’s Payback Lifestyle~

rried away, fucking bastard!” a guy behind me roared, swinging his wooden sword at my head.
I immediately switched positions with the guy I had grabbed.

―Craaacckk!

In a horrible display of friendly fire, that guy ended up nailing his buddy right in the forehead, causing blood to flow out as he fainted.

“T-Takashi!”
Oh, he’s this flustered from accidentally hitting him, huh? Ah, so this guy’s name is Takashi.

I let go of the unconscious Takashi’s hand, and he collapsed to the ground.

“B-Bastard! How dare you do that to Takashi!”
“No, no.
You were the one who did it, weren’t you?” (Torimoto)
“Shut the hell up! Hey, Takasu! Let’s get him together!”
“Y-Yeah! Let’s go, Tengawa!”
Takasu… Tengawa?

For some reason, these surnames sounded familiar.
When I looked closely at their faces again, I had a vague recollection.

…! That’s right.
These guys… they went to my school, didn’t they?

They had been in a different class, but they were part of the guys who had wagged their tails for Ohsaka and bullied me.
That guy who they called Takashi was probably Horiuchi.

Now that I looked closer, the girls with them were the clique of gyarus who had been in my class.
They were the bitches who used to talk about me behind my back.
I had no recollection of their names.

(TL: Gyaru girls – a certain female fashion trend in Japan that often shows up in anime and manga.
They have tanned skin and blonde hair, and are usually depicted as talking in a manner that makes them come across as shallow gossip girls, or something along those lines.)

Looks like they had gotten out of that disaster alive.

“Go Shinji!” (Gyaru 1)
“Huh? Ya know, that guy’s actually kinda hot! He’s totally my type.” (Gyaru 2)
“Hey, that was my boyfriend that got beaten up, ya know?” (Gyaru 1)
The girls didn’t seem to be nervous at all.
They didn’t seem to think that Takasu and his buddies would lose at all.
Well, they had weapons and they had me outnumbered, so it was pretty normal to think that way.

But… they’re up against the wrong opponent.

Bam, whack, thud, bonk!

Several smacking sounds rang out, and a few second later―

“N-No way…!” (Gyaru 1)
“Huh? W-What? Seriously?” (Gyaru 2)
“All three of them… got beaten up…!?” (Gyaru 3)
The girls’ faces were all frozen in utter disbelief.

Well, then again… all of their boyfriends had been beaten into the dirt.

“―Now then.” (Torimoto)
Hearing my words, the girls jumped with a start.

“Are you coming at me next? Ah, don’t worry.
Despite my appearances, I’m a firm advocate for gender equality.
I won’t spare any punches to the face, you see.” (Torimoto)
“““Hyyyaaaaaa!!??”””

The girls abandoned their boyfriends and ran away, frightened by the dangerous tone in my words.

““““Woooww!!””””
Immediately after, there was a huge cheer from the residents.

“U-Um, your face doesn’t look familiar, but thank you!”
It was the auntie who had taken the initiative to stand up against Horiuchi.
She seemed like a gutsy woman with a stout build and a brave heart.

“It was nothing.
I’m a traveler, and I just happened to stumble upon this area where there were a lot of people and thought I’d take a look.” (Torimoto)
“Traveler? That’s rare.” (Auntie)
“Hey, more importantly, what’s your name?”
“Ah, yeah, I want to know! By the way, my name is―”
“Hey, what are you trying to get a head start for?! You have a husband, don’t you?!”
I found myself surrounded by women, and I didn’t know how to react.
Women from their teens to their thirties were all getting excited and squealing around me.

W-What an amazing amount of pressure.
I guess it’s because Torimoto is handsome.

With my own face, I surely wouldn’t have been able to pull off something like this.

“Okay, okay.
You all still have work to do.
And you guys who are slacking off over there.
Hurry up and get back to work.”
As expected of the gutsy auntie.
After giving a few sharp remarks, the men scattered especially fast.
In the process, some of them passed by me and patted me on the shoulder or back and said ‘thanks’.

There were some ladies who also went back to work after being scolded, but…

“Come, come! Have a seat if you’d like! The least we can do is treat you to some tea and snacks!”
The other ladies pulled me along by the hand and made me sit at a table in the kitchen.
In front of me, there was some green tea and Japanese rice crackers laid out on the table.

But then, two little girls came up to me and gazed hungrily at the rice crackers.
They seemed to be twins, with how much they resembled one another.