Come on, wake up, kid. Huh? Oh yeah, I was supposed to go defeat the Great Demon King Baramos. I was in a bad mood when I got home. The weapon I got from the king was a "club." Can I beat Baramos with a club, you idiot! I gave up on going on an adventure. 30 years have passed since then. Wake up, kid. "It's the Hello Work certification day, right?" Ugh... I want to be rich enough to eat tonkatsu every day. That's my dream. I'll do my best today to achieve that dream. Nuts Sports. [Hourly wage 1200 yen, 40s] Alright. I don't want to sell it, but... I'll sell this and buy Dragon Quest. Even if I gather all my assets, I'm still about 5000 yen short to buy the software. Of course, I'm the only man. It's gotta be a harem party, right? The hero is me. Warrior, priest, mage. But I'll probably have to get rid of the priest or the mage anyway. I'll only keep the ones with good faces. Of course, the inn room is a room for four. I'll use my strongest Loto's sword here. I won't last until I defeat Zoma. Oh, and I'll let the old man I met along the way die. Well, I've escaped from that reality and been cornered. That kind of reality... A 40-something's sorrow presents a critical hit glove. Yes. A review. I no longer think I can sell a baseball glove on Mercari. Look around you. It's like the job hunting of the ice age generation. It's a buyer's market. That's why. It's okay if it doesn't sell. I'll introduce the best glove I wanted. The model number is gone. There are no BRG or BPG letters. It was a hardball glove, but I softened it by kneading it. Kids these days don't like hard ones. Late 90s model. It's too cool. From the final of Shiraki and Yamamoto to Matsuyama Commercial. And the Matsuzaka generation. The glove that high school students around this time used. I can't see in front of me today because of tears. These days, I cry at Pocari Sweat commercials. For you who loved Yellow Cab, It's easy to use. I made it moist. Here you go.