kuma Kuma Kuma Bear

Chapter 40

We arrived at a place that was a short distance from the gate, where we wouldn’t obstruct people who were entering and leaving.

"This area is probably good."

At the guild master’s remark, I took the black viper out of the Bear Box.

A collective sigh leaked out from the dismantlement members.

"It’s huge!"

"Was this really defeated by Miss Bear?"

"Before that, it really fit in that item bag?!"

"Can we even finish this by the end of today?"

"You guys, it won’t finish itself if you just stand around and stare. As you dismantle it, carry the parts over to the refrigerated warehouse separately. The meat has transportation priority, so it’s fine to leave the skin for last. These are expensive materials, so don’t let it rot."

The dismantlement members gave an affirmative response.

"Now then, Yuna, what do you plan on doing?"

"What do I plan on doing?"

"Are you going to stay here and observe? Or will you go home?"

"It’s okay for me to go home?"

If it was okay to go home, then I wanted to go home.

After all, I didn’t really want to watch the snake dismantlement or anything.

"I don’t mind. First, we need to transport the dismantled raw materials to the guild. You can decide on your portion there. We’ll sell the rest."

"I guess I’ll head back then. When do you think you’ll finish?"

"No idea. I’ll send a guild staff member to your house when it’s completed."

"Please send Fina, because she is able to enter my house."

"Got it."

It’ll be boring just going back like this, so let’s go browse the food carts.

I arrived at the center plaza and searched for something delicious.

I wanted to secure lunch and head back quickly, since if I place it in the bear box it won’t cool down.

As I was loitering around the plaza, I noticed a group of ragged children in a far corner.

I made way towards a shop selling Wolf kebabs nearby.

"Oo, welcome! Miss Bear, you’re early today."

I usually came here around noon.

"Hey, what’s with those children?"

I ordered one skewer and asked about the children.

"Those children are from the orphanage. They come from time to time."

"What for?"

"To wait for leftovers from the customers."

"Leftovers…."

"They gather the food left on the customers’ plates to eat. It is something thrown away by the customers, so we can’t complain, but it doesn’t give a good feeling."

"Mister, give me 20 roasted kebabs please."

"Stop it. Even if you let them eat today, what are you going to do tomorrow? If nothing can be done for them, it’s better if you don’t do anything."

"However, isn’t there money given from the town since it’s an orphanage?"

"I wonder. Either way, I don’t know that much about it. Is money not being given? Is it just too little? Well, looking at that, it’s probably not a lot."