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After finishing my drink, I stagger outside and walk deep into the town of Whadoomeelf with a hunched posture. However, there's really nothing for me to do now that the excitement of drinking in a tavern is no longer running through my veins.
{Master...}
Yes? Do you want to nag me about fingering that waiter and so on?
{No, that is not the problem, master. The thing is that you didn't pay attention to a specific detail in the tavern.}
A specific detail... Is it about drinking some stinky orc piss?
{No, not that. Well... It is not like an orc's piss is bad, after all, it's fermented. I want to bring your attention to the comments made by other customers about you training their wives and slaves.}
Training their wife and slaves…? Did I tell them I was a gym trainer or something?