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

outcome.

“Ah, but Okuda-san.
There are more famous people out there these days than the Apostles of Peace, aren’t there?” another woman said, entering the conversation.

“Is that so?” (Okuda)
“Come on now, the men especially have been talking about the rumors.
About a mysterious beauty in a hakama.” (Woman)
…! Without a doubt that’s me… no, Komon.

“Yeah… I suppose I’ve heard about that.
They said she was defeating monsters all by herself.” (Okuda)
“Right, right.
She’s amazing.
As another woman, I really admire her~” (Woman)
“I wonder if she’ll ever come here.
If she ever does, I’d like to ask for her help to clear a dungeon.” (Another Woman)
If she had the money, I’d take on that request any time.

“I wish there were more people like that woman in the hakama and the Apostles of Peace.” (Okuda)
Aside from Otaka and his group, not many people were willing to risk their lives to clear another dungeon for someone else’s sake.
This wasn’t a game world or anything.
If you failed, it was the end.
And there was no such thing as a leveling system.

“Speaking of which, I heard that Kishimoto-san contacted the members of the Apostles of Peace.” (Okuda)

“Hoh.
Is Kishimoto-san that person whose wife was killed by a monster when his house was turned into a dungeon? If I recall correctly, that person was an old man that was about 70 years old, right?” (Woman)
“Right, right.” (Okuda)
“Why did he contact the Apostles of Peace? Did he want to get his house back?” (Woman)
“That didn’t seem to be it.
I didn’t ask him in detail, but when I asked him before, he said he didn’t really care about the house.” (Okuda)
“Hmmm.
Then why? If he contacted them, then is it for a request to clear a dungeon?” (Woman)
“Yeah, but he was turned down.
It seems they have their own priorities.” (Okuda)
The first priority of Otaka and his group were their relatives.
After that, their next priority was helping out their friends and acquaintances.
However, they still prioritized conquering small-scale dungeons over larger ones.
There were more monsters and traps in the medium and larger-scale dungeons, and the monsters were stronger as well.
Hence, it made sense for them to put off a request from a complete stranger.

I was a little curious, so I pricked my ears up attentively and asked them a question.

“”

“Excuse me, is this Kishimoto-san looking for a dungeon attacker?” (Torimoto)
“Ah, yes.
It seems so.
Apparently, he said that he would be willing to offer anything he has to the person who accepts his request.” (Okuda)
Ooh… Well, well, well.

“Anything…? What kind of job did Kishimoto-san do in the past?” (Torimoto)
“If I recall correctly… he was a funeral director before he retired.” (Okuda)
A funeral director… I dunno.
Is that a lucrative line of work?

If it was, he might have a good amount of money saved up.
It was hard to be sure since the job was most likely one where the paycheck wasn’t calculated by hourly wage.
At times like these, I wish I had access to the internet so I could look it up right away.

….Should I meet and talk to him? If it looks like it could be worthwhile, I could take the job as Komon.

…Well, before that…

“Hey, hey, Torimoto-san.
Do you have a girlfriend?” (Woman)
“Do you prefer the cute type or the pretty type?” (Girl)
“What do you think about a woman who can cook?” (Woman)
And so on and so forth.
I was receiving a barrage of questions from the young women around me.
So first, I had to get through this situation somehow.
I turned a helpless gaze to Okuda, my eyes pleading for help.

“Come on now, you all…” (Okuda)
Alright, good going.
Now go ahead and lay on the finishing touches and I’ll be out of here.

“…Well, we reached a decent stopping point for now, so I’ll let you all take a bit of a break.” (Okuda)
Eeeh? Are you joking with me right now? Why did you have to say that?!

Having received Okuda’s permission, the women crowded around me happily.
So this was the fabled power of a handsome guy.
I had no idea how the handsome guys of this world went about handling such situations.

In the first place, I’d never had any women squeal over me in delight or anything like that before, so I was seriously stuck.
I was totally lost on what to do.

On top of that, I had no intention to get closer to people than I had to.
Besides, if I started going out with a woman, I might end up splurging away all the money I had saved up so far.
To say nothing of a relative, it was way too much of a waste for me to spend money on someone else.

But this pressure was no joke.
The concentrated, energetic focus of all these women felt like it was pressing down on me.
My calm and collected adult façade was on the brink of falling apart.

“But anyway, these kids are usually under a lot of stress.
I know it’s a hassle, but please just go along with them for a little bit.” (Okuda)
Okuda-saaaan! I get how you feel, but please think about me a little bit too here!

My face contorted into a stiff expression of discomfort, I tried to keep my composure as I reluctantly answered the chaotic barrage of questions.