Meikyuu Toshi no Antique Shop

"Hey, apprentice."

"What is it, master?

"Your shoulders are tight."

"Cheng Cheng, that's tough"

If Fujiwara says so, she will continue the appraisal work.

It's a dagger with a sword bent like a snake.

Exercise the spell, but neither "Expression" nor "Cover-up Discard" react. However, the enchantment continues to linger on the dagger without fogging.

Even from the shape, it would definitely be with The Exorcism Dagger (Chris Knife).

Moreover, it is not the teeth of a great earthworm (worm), which is commonly made of material, but a meteorite.

Therefore, we can call it a luxury item.

The product is likely to be bought by the college.

"Hey, don't you have feelings for a tired master on a long journey?

I blind myself to the office and inventory (backyard).

There's a dark elf (light black skin) woman there. I was in my thirties when I was old (of course, just looking).

Sleeping sloppily on the couch, sprinkling water smoke and tobacco, he rolls his books with presbyopia he doesn't normally do.

He called it during the appraisal of a rare (biblion) book of magic (Grimoire), etc., but it must probably be the usual entertainment novel.

Her name is Eine Kleine.

He was the master of Fujiwara.

"(Sorry) No"

"You, just whisper the word" sorry. "

He's as deaf as ever.

"I usually do it with a massage, a cup of tea, or a hair tie, but I'm in a full hand state right now."

While my arms are about to cramp, when I manage to write up my identification card, I raise my face and look for another item.

Looking inside the store, there were piles of inventory everywhere.

They occupy places so much that we can barely secure passageways, too. They were brought in by the master.

None of this is an unapproved product with any details other than that it is a tool to drive the undead away.

She never tries to be "troublesome," so Fujiwara is appraising her.

They were originally donations from chambers of commerce to labyrinth cities.

They were supposed to turn it into Hundred Ghost Hunting gear as support supplies, but for some reason, only the identification card was lost and left unapproved.

The master said, "It would be at least a harassment of the Chamber of Commerce."

Therefore, the witches of the labyrinth city, who had difficulty handling them, consulted their master. Previously, it was the story in this store that part of the work was to be taken in lieu of the reward for the work undertaken.

"Couldn't you at least rent a warehouse or something?

"You won't be able to afford it."

"You can't have customers in here."

"Good luck."

The cat who was napping on the master's belly - Nero gets up and rings "Nyah" as he agrees with his husband.

Fujiwara decided not to ask anything and decided to go back to work.

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"Master"

Fujiwara finishes one identification card, then breathes and puts the brush down.

"What?"

The master continues to read without ever getting tired of stroking the cat on the couch.

By the way, her favorite is a romance novel (Love Romance).

Besides, the story is always the same - whether a poor village daughter can be seen by a feature-rich millionaire, a daughter of a third-rate fallen aristocrat can be seen by a feature-rich prince, or a monastic and orphaned daughter can be seen by a feature-rich dealer, which ends up being a happy ending (genre).

Fujiwara has also read several books, but still doesn't understand how interesting they are.

"I have a favor to ask you."

"Of course, dismissed."

"... I haven't said anything yet"

"Then say it for a try"

"Could you give me a store number?

Cheng Cheng, dismissed.

For the past few days or so, the appraisal process has been thorough.

I hardly remember ever going out of the "Good Old Sorcerers (Old) Era" and moving out of the counter.

Ringing the neck and finger bones, stretching towards the ceiling, the mistletoe swells all over your body.

I don't care what you think you need a massage.

I wanted to get out of here because I was finally able to cut the first precinct.

"Come on, if you don't say something, I'm going to fall."

"You had some food to buy."

"None."

"Why?"

'Cause someone's gonna make everything a liquor dish.'

"Whatever. You can't do this, Nero."

A black cat is held up by the master.

He sounded happy that he thought it was okay.

No, it's you.

"Speaking of which, you had an age-old medicine bottle on your inventory shelf. Try that one."

"... 'Forgetful medicine', right?"

A troublesome drop item occasionally discovered in a dungeon.

If taken incorrectly, it is a great substitute for forgetting spells for magic chants, surrounding geography, names of fellow citizens, etc.

"I'm sure you'll forget your hunger"

"Oh, and now you want me to forget about my job?

"You're a mouthless guy."

"It's each other."

"So how about the red vial that was next to it?

"What do you do with 'Eye drops (crude products)'?"

"Fill it up"

"That's impotent."

"Still, there was bread somewhere in the underground warehouse. If you put 'poison weed (unmarked)' on your appetizer, you won't get hungry."

"Please don't organize a full course of meals with funny things. Am I a trash can?"

"Say what. A dungeon is a treat. I don't know if it's poison or medicine, I just have to quench my thirst, I want to taste that extreme (thrill) and I can't stop the Seeker, apprentice what I know."

"That's totally sick..."

I feel a different kind of fatigue from desk work in my questioning with a teacher who doesn't feel comfortable.

It's been a long time since I've forgotten, but I love this kind of crap mix.

"... Anyway, store number please"

Did the master perceive this one being troublesome, or closed the book (the fitting contained the title 'The Demon King and Me').

Then I turn my grin to this one, which I don't normally do.

I've known her a long time, so I know her well.

She needs attention at times like this.

It's probably in my head, and it must be generating the finest harassment.

"Right. If you want to go out, let's make two terms."

"Is that a condition?

"Um, for one thing, if I've appraised all the inventory there, I'll take it on."

Is that still the case?

In fact, the number of unapproved items in the store is immense.

It will take ten days for Fujiwara to open and close.

I guess she's anticipating it and saying it.

Of course, I know the master's prospects.

But I'm not going to let you go out.

"You can go when this is over, right?

"I don't mind. Go wherever you go."

All right, I could take a pledge.

Fujiwara gets up from the chair quickly.

When I crouched on the spot, I took out the bundle of paper I had hidden under the counter.

Overlapping the paper bundle on the table is enough to impress me.

That was the result of three days and three nights, even after the closing of the store, the appraisal continued until dawn.

Take it to the office and stockpile.

And on the table in front of my master, I lowered it down.

"... what is this?

"Three hundred and sixty-five identification cards."

I didn't miss the fact that my master made me pull my mouth only for a moment.

I guess I didn't think you'd already finished your appraisal.

"Please check that it corresponds to the number of the luggage tag on the item."

The master reaches out to the mountain of identification cards, staring at the crowd.

And he starts to look through me like he licks every single one of them.

Always silently tasted the appraisal contents, went to check the real thing, occasionally weaving the tongue abominably, while returning to the writing, repeated.

"... why can't I find a mistake... besides no typos... generally, getting ahead and doing my job... dislike... no cuteness as an apprentice... wrong way to raise..." etc., I heard bumps complaining.

Apparently the flag color is good.

It is usual for a master to come up with an impossible problem.

So I was right to stay ahead of you.

"... Hmm?

Apparently the master noticed something along the way.

Momentum turns the bundle of identification cards to the end, and you get up again.

Go to the corner of the stock in the store, check something, then come back.

It was an unexplained look.

"Hey, apprentice."

"Yes."

"I don't see some of the items I've been eyeing. There doesn't even seem to be any in kind, but what's up?

Still eye-catching.

She's right. A few of the inventory that was initially carried are no longer here.

I would have liked you to have noticed after you went out, if possible, but unfortunately.

This would be a fallacy, in vain.

I decided to report it honestly while choosing my words carefully.

"I sold it to a customer who really wanted it"

"For how much?

"Eight hundred for" The Hard Thunderhammer Sword (Carado Borg) "and two hundred for" The Armor of the Anti-Immortal (Anti-Dead Mail) ", 10 million Guerns at the end."

"That's a bit of a price for conscience."

Excuse me.

But I didn't put a price on it that didn't match the quality.

So the master doesn't seem to be going to complain that much either.

"So what's the price?

Ten million Guerns is a fair amount.

It was a piece of paper that Fujiwara put out of the vault that could not fit in a sachet even if it was redeemed by gold coins alone.

When the master receives it and just glances at it, he rings his nose back, "Hmm".

It is a statement.

This time, because the buyer was unable to pay the price, he exchanged several contracts and instead of having the collateral provided, he had to pay in installments.

But the master's motto is "Nico Cash Payment".

Basically I don't recommend this way.

Besides, the amount is also considerable, so I was worried that I might be blamed in this regard.

"You sold it to a big customer."

"Did you know?

"Of course, I hear the name. He'll be the only solo underground fourteenth floor trespasser in the last few years."

And the experience and background were bought, and now he was in charge of the Hundred Ghost Hunting Requirements.

"He's a good searcher."

"You saw the same name on the books. Seems to have contributed a lot to my sales while I was away"

"I didn't seem to have any companionship, so this is how it came to be"

"Well, I'll take a big look. You should sell thanks to these customers, and no one is bad for cat lovers."

He was also thinking about the possibility of being questioned by his master "in case he didn't return, how would he take responsibility", but he was worried.

She is the daughter of a Western nobleman.

Perhaps if there was a statement even if something happened, there would have been an arithmetic that could have been squeezed from my parents' house at worst.

No, I guess so. A master would definitely do that.

But still, where did you purchase the cat lover information from?

"But, well, I've often evaluated this number."

The master grinned sideways at the mountain of identification cards on the table.

"Touch the shiatsu, but I'll admit it. Good luck. Sounds like it was worth it to make bears under your eyes, huh?

"I don't know what you mean."

Fujiwara has a strange face, she falls in love.

Apparently, I haven't slept much in the past few days.

But it is rare for a master to praise me without putting too much ass on it, I was delighted with it on the inside, and the headache caused by the many uses of coffee and "awakening powder" was blowing up all at once.

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"So can I ask for a store number?

"I don't mind, but where the hell are you going?

……

"... well, if you don't want to say so. I'll give you a vacation. And in the meantime, it's up to you to do anything. Even if it's a job you don't have to do."

The master definitely knew where he was going.

Naturally. The request was originally addressed to her.

She stumbled upon the letter she had left on the counter and took it upon herself.

Fujiwara let it pass by pretending she didn't hear it, cleaning up a bunch of identification cards.

"Second condition, by the way."

I get up off the couch while my master says so.

Are you even looking for a pinch of booze? When I get to the front of the cupboard, I open the cupboard and start fishing.

I'm turning my back, so I don't really see what I'm doing.

Apparently, he's spilling the dry stuff he took out onto a plate.

"Were you named Miss Anemone, the customer of the deposition earlier?

"Yes."

"Take her here next time."

"Uh why...?

"Guests need to say hello."

The Master said most of all, but it is definitely a lie.

Because there is no precedent to say hello before.

Even when the Archbishop asked for it, it was troublesome enough to ask him to give it to me.

There was no way I would have done that without some reason.

"Of course, I'm going to give you the utmost hospitality in doing so -"

I had a bad feeling I couldn't say anything.

That's what I thought, because I looked back at my master's face and he was smiling.

And in its hands, a brown baked treat poured into a bowl of where it was sourced from and an illustrated mug with a cat mark.

"For example, in her favorite biscuits, café au lait?

Fujiwara complains.

(d) Until then, I had made predictions.

But I couldn't read this.

"No, but, you know, I don't think that's necessary..."

"It is I, the owner of this shop and your master, who will judge it. Wouldn't you?

"No, well, but why"

"She will need to say thank you for our shop and disciples in the future"

"So why..."

"I guess that's the master. Hey, Nero?

My master is grinning slightly and joyfully.

Nero, who was told the story, "Nyaaaaaa" and greatly lacked as she was bored as she was held by her arms.

I thought it was this time that I did it out of my master, but it didn't seem possible.

I can't beat her no matter how I raise her. That's what I felt.

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Identification Card: The Dagger of Exorcism (Chris Knife) (Luxury)

This is a kind of magic catalyst, not a grant tool.

It is possible to exercise only spells if they are very preliminary, but catalysts become essential as the difficulty increases.

Normally, rings, canes, etc. are common, but shapes are not asked like this if they are of suitable material.

By the way, most of the stuff that goes around the market is called "The Dagger of False Exorcism," which is made of worm teeth. It is also used as a catalyst, but please note that the performance is exceptionally inferior and the price drops by about double digits.

And this exorcism dagger, where rare meteorites are used, is the real deal.

Its magic conductivity is very high and is treasured, for example, when exercising advanced summoning magic.

Thanks also to the benefits of the material, it rarely rusts or breaks.

Furthermore, with magic, it seems to be effective as an auxiliary weapon, not only because it increases the sharpness, but also because it makes it easier to attack monsters without entities (ghosts (Reis) and fog demons (Geist)).

For the record: 'To make this one, the great magicians of the East once competed, dropped the stars before dawn many times, and changed the terrain. It leaves behind a fancy anecdote that his land is because of the intense undulation of the earth'.

I'm not sure if it's true or false, but it seems to have been a hassle-free product since that time.

And today it is very rare and traded at high prices.