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 - 117

### Chapter 117: Proof That It Wasn’t Wrong

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Guardhouse: Commander Gard’s Side

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“There’s a tip from a resident saying there’s trouble in the stall area to the west. What should we do?”

When I listen carefully, I can hear a woman’s shrill voice reaching us from outside the window, as Deputy Guard Commander Dorn informs me.

“You already know the answer.”

“It’s part of my job to ask. Shall we ignore it as usual and leave it to the Shusendo Company?”

“Yes, do that. But thanks to Goyoku Shusendo managing that area, we’ve been greatly helped. We should bring him a gift next time to show our appreciation. He’s been dealing with those idiots day after day and must be exhausted.”

A year ago, when Goyoku asked to take over the security of the western stall area, I thought, “What can a mere merchant do?” But as it turned out, Goyoku has been doing quite a good job.

He’s dependable.

Frankly speaking, that stall area was one of those troublesome zones that we would prefer not to handle.

Crimes like pickpocketing are rampant, and there are constant quarrels between stall owners, customers, drunks, and so on, keeping us constantly busy.

If it was a crime like pickpocketing, it would still be tolerable, but dealing with the quarrels of these fools is something I always wished they would resolve among themselves. That’s why I was genuinely thankful when Goyoku offered to handle it.

As a result, not only did our workload in the stall area almost disappear, but we also managed to weed out stubborn fools and dismiss them from the guard. Goyoku also paid a significant amount of money for permission to act like a guard in the stall area, which I could pocket entirely. This proves that my decision to leave it to Goyoku wasn’t wrong.

Yet, despite this, there are those who accuse me of “corruption,” “abuse of power,” “lack of pride as a guard,” and other things, telling me that my decision was wrong. I want to ask each of them, “What was wrong about it?”

“Ex-ex-excuse me!!”

“What’s the matter? Why are you in such a panic?”

While I was thinking about these things, a patrolling subordinate, with a frantic look, burst into the room without even knocking.

“A-a young man claiming to be the heir of the Quist family, named Kaiser, is attacking Goyoku…!!”