Lazy Dungeon Master

followed by the capital after that.
If you have a delivery commission for either—”

​ “In that case, we—”

​ After making the delivery, he received more luggage to deliver.
Taking the single small wooden box, Wataru placed it into his [Storage].

​ “You accepted it straight away this time?”

​ “There’s not much to deliver to the south side from here, so I decided to put it in my [Storage].
That way, I won’t have to worry about it being stolen.
The south side should have delivery commissions for the capital.
Now we should be set to head to the south side.”

​ Wataru spoke with a smile.

​ I see, guess he didn’t accept a subjugation commission this time.
Well, although we were here just as long as we were in Mikhan, one of those days would be us crossing the river.

​ “I haven’t seen the river yet, but is it that big?”

​ “It’s around fifteen meters deep and a hundred wide.
We could probably just run over it.”

​ No way.
Pretty sure you’re the only one that could do that.

​ “… I wonder if I could make it over?”

​ “Don’t push yourself.
Pretty sure running over water isn’t normal.”

​ “Eh, that’s not true.
Right, Roppu-san?”

​ “Ten meters is my limit.
What about you, Gozoh?”

​ “Ye think I can run on water? I can jump three meters, that’s it.”

​ Wait, what….? I guess that’s just how crazy adventurers’ physical abilities are.

​ … Meat’s tail is wagging, did she take that as a challenge to see how far she can go?

​ “… Wataru, you’d save us if we fall in, right?”

​ “Oh, Kehma-san, you want to give it a shot too?”

​ “No, I’m good.
I’m asking for Kuro.”

​ “It’s important to know how far you can push yourself if push comes to shove.
Kehma-san, you should go for it!”

​ He had a point, but I didn’t really feel like doing it.
I was with Gozoh.
Who’d want to run on water?

​ Rokuko and the rest arrived, their shopping complete, just as we left the guild.

​ “Good job, Kehma.
Here’s your fish.”

​ “Thanks.”

​ She distributed some more to others after giving me mine first.
It tasted like river sweetfish, but salty and on a skewer.
It was probably salted before it was grilled.

​ “Oh, they had some sweetfish? Thanks Jou-chan.
It’ll go good with my alcohol.”

​ “I love the flavor too.
A lot of Pavueran peddlers come here too, so salt’s pretty cheap here.”

​ So they have sweetfish here too, huh…? Guess it’s like that time with apples? Although it was a different thing, it had the same name—that kind of thing.
I don’t get it.

​ “It’s pretty big.”

​ “Really? Isn’t it smaller than the fish I order at the inn?”

​ The fish sold at the inn come from Pavuera and its sea, after all.
So yeah, I guess it’d be smaller than a fish from the sea.
It’s still pretty big for a sweetfish though.

​ “Still though, the carts started selling cheaper when they saw Ichika and everyone looked bitter.
Did you do something?”

​ “It was a long time ago~”

​ So you did?

​ “Alright, let’s head to our inn for tonight.
This one’s called [Northern Hero Pavilion], it’s an inn that North Donsama’s famous hero, Ortega-san, founded.
It’s a good inn.
As an aside, tomorrow’s is [Southern Hero Pavilion], Ortega-san’s son built it when he became self-dependent.”

​ “Did Donsama split in half because of them…? Hey, is there really not going to be a fight between north and south?”

​ “They’re not about to jump out and attack each other.
I don’t know much about it, but you could try asking Ortega-san if you’re interested?”

​ “Nope, don’t care that much.”

​ Why would a traveler want to intervene in some fight between a parent and their child? Let’s leave that trouble aside.

​ I’m not some main character, there’s no way I’d jump out and solve whatever problem I come across.