At the beginning, because everyone was relatively secretive, and Alice, who had to deal with the surgery, didn't notice my small movements.

It was too late when he found out, ahem, the reputation of our small clinic has already spread across Yokohama.

Relying on the men's comparison of their own abilities, some kind of special recommendation passed down by word of mouth, our small clinic quickly became the latest urban legend in Yokohama.

At the beginning, the people who came were still secretive, insisting on immobilizing their hands and feet with gauze or something, and came to my small clinic to line up one by one. When treating the wound, they coyly asked for the purchase of small balls.

Later, when they found that everyone's needs were similar, they didn't hide anything.When I came in, I asked me eagerly if I had any medicine to make myself stronger, and then I paid for the small pills and left as if I had found a treasure.

Occasionally, they would also ask Alice this question, and every time they were asked, Alice answered humiliatingly—just looking at his face can kill.

Now that Alice knew about it, it was a clear path, so I stopped covering it up and sold it generously.

Relying on my wood-type ability, I cultivated some necessary medicinal materials in the small courtyard.

Most of the people in this world are ordinary people, unlike the people in my original world, they have some kind of energy in themselves, and they will be resistant to pills.

This makes the process of making meatballs much simpler for me, and the consumption is almost only one hundred to one.

This kind of simple meatballs, if I want to, control my body = I can rub three to five thousand casually every day, but more and more people buy it, and the small clinic is full every day, which makes me a little unbearable.

But I am not a special ball rolling machine. I make money just to raise cubs and enjoy life!

So, we have to raise prices!

The price of each pill has risen from 500 yen per pill to 800 yen when I sneakily introduced it to those people at the beginning.

Later, the supply was still a bit short of demand, so I simply increased it to 1000 yen per capsule.

This price is almost the same as other similar drugs in pharmacies, which makes the rush of buying less.

But it's not much less. Anyone who has used the small pill knows the effect.

In addition to those who came to buy this medicine, my clinic became famous for a small area, and changed from an ordinary bruise service to a specialized hospital for men.

Many problems that are not within the scope of small pills to cure/enhance were also found.

Patients always feel that we are more professional in formulating such powerful small pills. If the second child is small, he wants to make it bigger, and if the skin is too long, he needs to cut everything.

More and more men came to me holding their dicks, and when they saw me, they would unzip their zippers and let me be healthy. By the way, they asked me if their illnesses were still cured.

Many of them are really within the scope of my witch medicine treatment, of course we still have to perform a minor operation on them.

But for this kind of hot eye surgery, I naturally charged up to several million yen in surgery fees/mental damage fees.

It may be because the effect is so good, there is still an endless stream of people who come to make appointments for surgery.

Most of the time, I am the one who comes, and occasionally I am too busy to do the surgery for them, who is more and more eager to devour the master.

Fortunately, he has become an adult like me since he was a little girl, otherwise, I really feel that I am at a loss for letting Alice look at the patient's dick like this every day.

The huge profits with almost no capital made me rich immediately. With a daily income of one million yen, I can afford whatever my little Dazai wants to eat.

Finally, I can feed my little one, and even pour some extra fatherly love on the members of the sheep.

Dazhong also left faster than I expected, as if the more Mori and I knew about the outside world, the faster he would disappear.

When Ellis got enough information from Zhongya Zhongya and was about to use his force in other places, Zhongya-kun Zhongyuan changed back to the original little orange cat.

The little orange cat is also within the scope of my protection, and some troublesome jobs are naturally rejected by me, and Alice has nothing to do about it.

In the past few days, my little orange cat, Chuya, has not been happy.

Before Dazhong also left, he left a memory of the future to my poor little orange cat. Knowing that he would suffer a betrayal, Zhongye's little orange cat was depressed and squatted in the clinic every day.

The sick little orange cat didn't fight back the provocations of little Dazai silently, and after a few times, little Dazai didn't have any interest in bullying him.

With the memory of the future, Chuya's little orange cat admits me as the boss.

Even if I went astray, from the leader of the target port mafia, to the boss of the target adult products research and development company.

For me, a boss who has entered other industries, Zhongye Xiaojumao is still loyal, and beats away a lot of guys who come to find fault with me and want to make a fortune, or whose business is affected.

Mr. Zhongye, who is serious and responsible, is really caring. He is really my most important subordinate.

Now that Xiaozhong has become my loyal subordinate, the minors like Yang have also become my responsibility.

The things Nakahara Chuya was worried about were very simple for me as an adult, so I decided to use this to train my little Dazai.

After all, my little Dazai needs some exercise too.

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When eating crabs, little Dazai is the best talker.

In response to my request, I removed the legs of a Matsuba crab, peeled the shell carefully and put it in Dazai's bowl.

This kind of snow crab, a specialty of Hokkaido, became a regular ingredient at home after I had money, and it was often put in a small hot pot.

While little Dazai was chewing the food, I folded my hands and looked at him pleadingly: "So, little Dazai can help me fulfill this wish."

"Papa Sen, you are too much." Little Dazai put down the bowl a little depressed: "Why should I help that slug."

I don't know when, little Dazai actually learned the name of Buteizai to Chuya-kun, and called Chuya-kun a slug.

It is impolite to call others nicknames and call others nicknames.Ahem, although I also call Zhongye Little Orange Cat in my heart, I will never say it directly.

I didn't correct Dazai-chan for the reason that I also gave everyone nicknames in my heart.

Little Dazai is born with a kind of dignity and arrogance, and he takes things for granted when he does everything. He is my most spoiled child.

As an eccentric parent, even in front of everyone, I will only talk about this kind of small conflict, and let the person concerned resolve it by himself.

To little Dazai's question, I simply answered: "Mr. Chuya's force is our indispensable guarantee, but sheep are his weakness."

"Then get rid of this weakness." The little devil waved his fork without any scruples: "This will also make Zhongye-kun more perfect."

I squeezed his face, and sighed helplessly: "Oh, in this case, little Dazai is also my weakness, what should I do with you."

Known as my weakness, the little Dazai, who was full of food and drink, rushed over and left a mimeograph on my white coat, and then he looked at me with all these dissatisfaction: "Papa Sen, you actually compare yourself to Zhongye!" Forget it, you actually compare me to that group of trash."

I helplessly spread my hands at him: "In terms of combat effectiveness, I can't beat Chuya-kun, and you, Dazai, and those little lambs should be about the same."

There was dissatisfaction in the boy's kite-colored eyes, and he snorted softly: "But we have never compared just combat power."

"You know, we're not just comparing combat power." I patted his head, then pointed to his new game console, "There's no boss who will directly participate in the battle when he comes up, at least we should have some monsters to show off." Give it a shot, otherwise it will be out of style."

"Papa Sen seems to have a point." Little Dazai seemed a little persuaded by me: "But I just don't want to help that slug."

This is to want some benefits. As a parent who is good at coaxing children, I have long been prepared for this.

I took out my mobile phone and clicked on the photo album to show him: "Alaska king crabs are so big that we can't fit them in our pot. Little Dazai, do you want to taste it?"

"Deal." After thinking about the actual size of the crab, the little boy couldn't move his eyes and nodded in satisfaction.

The above is the process of me convincing Dazai, the big baby in the family, to accept Chuya’s little orange cat and help him arrange the sheep members.

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Little Dazai has a strong ability to act. The next day he went to the slums to find the members of the sheep, and persuaded them through speech skills.

With the help of Xiao Dazai, I hired members of the sheep to wrap the small pills in paper for me, and then took turns to maintain order at the door of my store.

Every morning, as long as I quietly open the door of the clinic, one man after another will come to me with their hands covering their faces, pick up a small paper package of medicine, and leave with a bow.

Because the order of the limited rankings is also negotiable, Xiao Dazai also worked as a ticket dealer with the members of the sheep, earning an extra pocket money.

Although the little orange cat who got the money wanted to hand it in very much, but I refused. I just patted his head and signaled him that he can spend the money as he pleases.

If it wasn't for the small pills, I would even give them some extra pills every day as pocket money.

They are not young anymore, they should learn how to manage money and have a reliable small treasury.

After a few days of good times, I ran into trouble.

A group of people from the port mafia came to the door, and I even saw an acquaintance among the crowd in black suits.

A friend of all Dazai-kun, that red-haired young man named Sakunosuke Oda.

The author has something to say: the original owner Sen is cutting chickens cutting chickens cutting chickens cutting chickens.

Traveling through Mori: The happiness of being rich, buy, buy, buy~

Original owner Sen: I will kill you first!

Chuu Sen: Hey, I may accomplish what you want to achieve before you.

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Little Dazai: I always feel that I will be at a disadvantage in the future by agreeing to Mr. Mori so casually to adopt a second child.

Second child Zhong Ye: Huh? ?

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