Mob No.128: [If I take these guys out all by myself, I’ll definitely be a hero, right?!]
 

The night I got paired up with Miss Tenon-Karalema, one of Lady Dilopers’s hangers-on, was nothing but trouble.
 
The food was disappointing, the shower temperature kept fluctuating, and my progress in the Steel Shaft Series didn’t go well either.
 

 
But the next day, my partner was a middle-aged man who had been working security in this sector for a while—and our patrol route was different from the previous day.
 
With someone like that as my partner, unlike the … Read the rest

Mob No. 127: “Ugh… why do I have to team up with someone like this?! Sigh… I’m so jealous of Lilin-chan, who gets to partner with Shiora-chan!”

Right after leaving the mercenary guild, I headed to [Animenber], where I lucked out—not only snagging the latest volume of [Cursed Death Battles], but also the new [Assassin×Family] release.

The remastered collection of the [Steel Shaft Series] games had also just dropped, so I grabbed that too.

After stocking up on extra groceries, restocking hygiene supplies, and other miscellaneous shopping, I boarded a ship to the job site.

The destination was a facility-centric … Read the rest

Mob No. 126: “Things smell fishy lately. Be careful.”

While waiting for González’s spirits to recover, I sat on a chair in the corner of the pharmacy. Almost immediately, the next patient arrived.

Another old man—but this one seemed normal, handing over a prescription without fuss.

González, without showing any sign of weariness, replied,

“Understood. Please wait a moment.”

Then he headed to the compounding room in the back and began preparing the old man’s medication.

Even though he’s a pharmacist, actual compounding is rare. His main job is to measure and dispense pre-made medications according to prescriptions, ensuring no … Read the rest

Mob No. 125: “I never should’ve bought that sterilization cleansing capsule……”

After escaping the clutches of Grandma’s demonic hands (?) and returning from the nursing home, I found that the two old hags from the neighborhood—the ones Mom had supposedly silenced before—had come to the house.

These were the same women who’d badmouthed me endlessly in the past, calling me barbaric, a quasi-criminal, a failure in life, all because I worked as a mercenary.

Naturally, they weren’t Mom’s friends, and they barely interacted with us otherwise.

So, what did they want? Well, after dancing around with lines like “Prices these … Read the rest

Mob No. 124: “As you can see, it’s mahjong. It’s good for preventing dementia since you use both your hands and your brain.”

After finishing Mom’s cooking for the first time in seven years, I gazed outside, taking a break from the meal,

“Wanna head to the vineyard to walk off the food?”

Dad called out to me

The vineyard I’d seen before only had a few skinny trees and a small grape trellis.

I’d heard they’d expanded it a few times since then, so I was looking forward to seeing it.

We boarded a small air-truck, and in about … Read the rest