That alley was only a few hundred meters from the royal capital, with human soldiers in full steel armor guarding the surrounding area. For those punks to dare rob someone there, they must have had some serious guts!
Natsuki Subaru had only glanced at the girl in passing, but he could tell her dress was worth a fortune. It was clearly the kind of clothing only nobles wore. Those punks... there really had to be something wrong with their brains.
Natsuki Subaru silently checked his status panel.
With the "Salesman" title equipped, both his Strength and Speed had risen to seven. Both stats were two points above those of an ordinary adult man, and that was far more than a simple one-plus-one.
Natsuki Subaru kept himself as quiet as possible. Treading lightly, he set the bag of apples in his arms down at the edge of the alley.
From where he stood, he could faintly hear the punks threatening the girl.
"Hey, little miss, hand over your money if you don't want to die!"
"That's right! Hand over everything valuable you've got! Otherwise... this sharp knife might ruin that pretty little face of yours!"
The punks' shouting sounded somewhat familiar to Natsuki Subaru, but he paid it no mind.
"You think the likes of you can hurt me? Let me tell you, I am—"
While the noble girl was speaking, Natsuki Subaru had already slipped silently behind the three punks.
A skinny one, a fat one, and a short one.
The more he looked at that combination, the more familiar it seemed...
Weren't these three punks the very same ones he had encountered in an alley on the day he first arrived in this world?
Natsuki Subaru still clearly remembered getting beaten senseless by the three of them.
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