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... stranslation at the end of the last chapter. Ryouma hasn’t left the store yet.


The new line for the last line in the last chapter, now reads as: “After that, we were able to safely close the store again.”


Volume 2 Chapter 16


After closing the shop.


After we closed the shop, I had the cleaner slimes do a simple sweep of the store, then had them drink water. Afterwards, Karla-san came to me to report the profit for the day. For some reason, the atmosphere f ...

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