I Have Been Called The Idiot Son Behind My Back. But I Remembered Memories, And I Can Use The Abilities I Had In My Past Life. So I Will Make Use of Major Online Stores Like Am**on And Aim for a Slow Life for Now - 46

“Hmm, a Dragonoid, huh? And quite a fine woman at that. With a woman of this caliber, you could even sell her as merchandise, adding the rarity of being a Dragonoid to increase the price. You’re lucky. With this, you won’t be killed for this failure, at least, right? I’ll let the boss know to be lenient with you.”

“T-Thank you very much…!”

“However, the more I look at her, the more I see what a fine woman she is… It would be a waste to just sell her off like this. Shall we have a taste here for once?”

Realizing that there was no point in continuing to hide once I was noticed, I revealed myself. However, Brett showed no signs of panic or caution. Rather, the moment he realized I was a woman, he started seeing me not as an ‘enemy’ but as a ‘product.’

Despite already being furious about what these guys were doing, my anger toward Brett, who judged me as a ‘product’ the moment he realized I was a woman, only grew stronger.

“Don’t tell me you didn’t consider me an enemy just because I’m a woman?”

“Huh? What are you talking about? Women are products, right? Aren’t women just beings used, sold, and bought for the sake of us men bringing in money? Besides, even if you train them, women can’t build muscles like me. There’s no way women like you could beat men.”

It seems this idiot Brett sees women not as people, but as products, and genuinely believes that women can’t win against men.

“Alright, shall I crush you…”

“…Huh? What did you just say? I thought I heard ‘crush’ just now. Don’t tell me, as a woman, you said you would crush me? Don’t underestimate me!! You damn woman, getting cocky!! I hate stupid women like you who, just because they’ve trained a little, think they can beat men!!”

“It’s quite a coincidence. I also hate idiotic men like you who don’t see women as human beings, and I think it’s best to just kill people like you.”

“A mere woman like you dares to look down on me? …Huh? Aaahhh!!?”

As Brett responded with anger that he couldn’t contain and tried to punch me, I swiftly cut off his arm with the ‘Japanese Sword: Shirogiku’ I received from my master.

By the way, this Japanese sword I received from my master is not just an ordinary sword—it’s not just a sword; it’s also a cursed blade with various enchantments. Even without the enchantments, its cutting ability is more than enough, making it a truly national treasure-level weapon.