24-Hour Friendly Market, Specializing in Dimensional Items - Chapter 4

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Dimensional Item Specialty 24-Hour Friendly Market Episode 4

Episode 4. The Survival Method of the Supernatural (3)

“Meow?!”

An unforgettable delicate cry.

I trembled like someone struck by lightning and looked down.

The owner of this cry was so small it couldn’t even reach my standing knees!

“Hey, you cat!”

“Meooooow-“

The owner of those blue eyes swishing its tail in front of my empty stall with no customers was definitely the nameless cat I had shared life and death with not long ago.

Who would have thought I’d be this happy to see a cat that wasn’t even human.

Having felt intimidated among all sorts of bizarre creatures, I shouted with joy.

“It’s been so long!”

“Meow.”

The cat slowly blinked its eyes.

They say when cats blink slowly like that, it’s their way of greeting.

I spoke in a rapid tone that contrasted with the cat’s very slow blinking.

“You’re happy to see me too, right?!”

“Meow, meow.”

Is that a yes or a no!

Either way, the fact that I was happy was true.

This guy was practically my benefactor, or rather, bene-cat, who helped me awaken, so it was natural to be happy.

“Come up here!”

I thought it would ignore me since it left without hesitation after getting the feather, but the cat lightly jumped onto the shop stall.

Perhaps finding it strange that my stall only had spring water compared to other dazzling stalls, the cat turned its head this way and that to examine the display.

Then it tapped the water bottle standing alone with its paw.

Even though I hadn’t mastered cat language, I knew what that meant.

“Yeah, I’m broke so I’m selling stuff like this, what about it.”

“Meow.”

“…Did you just say yes?”

The cat quickly turned its head and started licking its paw.

“Well, at least it’s better now that you’re here.”

I sighed deeply while looking at the giant orc fiddling with a rainbow harp at the stall directly across from me.

When I first saw it, I was terrified since it was a creature that only appeared as a monster.

But after a few hours, my thoughts changed to wishing it would at least consider me prey and stand in front of our stall once.

The fortunate thing was that the failure conditions for the tutorial quest weren’t specifically stated.

At least I hadn’t been kicked out, so I hadn’t failed the quest.

It was a well-known fact that the timeline of the Tutorial Floor differed from reality.

Outside, maybe 10 minutes had passed, or maybe not even a full minute.

“But someone has to show interest for me to sell anything.”

While someone like me was groveling outside, unable to buy anything properly, this dimensional market seemed to be a place only wealthy customers visited.

Should I buy more stuff from other Dimensional Markets to stock up…?

[⁕ Soliciting customers is fine too! Effective marketing here can be used in the Open Market that you’ll mainly use as well :)]

At the fake guardian Sam-i’s words, kindly added as advice, I let out a hollow laugh.

I mean, why do I have to do marketing inside the Tower of Babel to sell potions?

“At least one of these people must be broke with only 1 gold like me.”

Harboring hope that may or may not exist, I reached toward the cat that had somehow sprawled on the stall like merchandise for sale.

The cat had been tapping my hair that had grown to my waist and was now purring with its eyes closed.

The still-soft texture of its fur, plus the leisurely purring sound.

It would be a really pleasant moment if only my sales weren’t zero.

“By the way, are you playing well with the feather?”

“…Meow!”

The cat that had been purring contentedly under my touch suddenly got up and cried sharply.

“What’s wrong?”

The cat suddenly gestured with its head and looked into the air.

And there.

“Subspace?!”

The cat suddenly gestured with its head and looked into the air.

“Subspace?!”

The cat stuck its head into the torn air and wagged its tail for a while, then emerged with the feather I had given it in its mouth.

Then it dropped the feather and cried fiercely.

“Meooooow-!”

“You… seem to have had quite an intense playtime…”

How roughly had it played with it for the beautiful appearance that Brother had treasured to disappear, leaving only a pitiful shaft?

No, more than that.

‘I thought it wasn’t an ordinary cat, but summoning feathers from subspace.’

It seemed my awakening wasn’t just a random occurrence after all.

The cat expressed its displeasure by tapping the feather with an irritated sound.

“You want to buy a new one?”

“Meow.”

“I don’t have any more?”

“Meooooooooow-“

“Alright, alright. Then I can look for one in the Dimensional Market…”

What stopped me from distinguishing the psychology of this still-incomprehensible cat by ‘meow’ and ‘meooow’ was Gandalf Sam Wise.

[⁕ The dimensional market provides auto translation features for smooth transactions with customers visiting your stall. Feel free to communicate :)]

“Auto translation?”

I couldn’t grasp it precisely, but it seemed like something good for me, so I stared blankly.

Would I finally be able to communicate with this frustrating cat?

At that moment, a window appeared translating the cat’s ‘meow’ symphony.

-Good sir, would it be possible to purchase a new feather?

But… now it’s like this!

“What the hell.”

The speech was too refined to be a translation of the sharp and cute ‘meow.’

I opened my mouth wide and shouted loud enough to shake the market.

“Give me back my cat!”

-I am not your possession, so I do not understand why you use possessive language.

I slumped into the old chair at one corner of the stall and muttered despairingly.

“This must be a dream… my cat…”

No matter what anyone says, the most shocking thing I experienced today was this cat’s high-class language skills.

Usually when a cat talks… no, cats don’t usually talk in the first place!

Usually when you translate cat speech, doesn’t it go like ‘did-nyan, like that-nyan’?

I heard him going ‘mya mya’ so I thought he’d say something like ‘buy new stuff, mya!’

-Good sir, would it be possible for you to purchase a new feather? If that’s not possible, I shall look for another method.

He says that while licking his little paws?

No matter how many times I see it, I can’t believe this behavior.

He talks like that but then gets disarmed by my hand and just purrs contentedly, so I couldn’t help but feel betrayed.

-So then, is it possible to purchase one? This feather was a perfect item, from its form to its usefulness.

“You only meowed ‘mya, mya’ twice, so how does that translate into such a long sentence?”

I knew the Tower of Babel was an incomprehensible world, but I was so shocked that I wasn’t even surprised anymore.

-Good sir?

The meowing sounded cute but the content was incredibly polite, and it kept urging me for an answer.

“Fine, you’re my first customer so I should give you good service.”

I naturally sat down in front of the hologram laptop and opened the Dimensional Market.

And just as I was about to search for ‘feather’.

[⁕ Manager, please try using the Repair skill 🙂 You can repair items that customers bring and receive payment for it. If you ask for the customer’s name and register them in the queue, it’ll be easier to keep track.]

“Ah, right.”

I stopped my hand that was about to tap the laptop with a stupid expression.

Come to think of it, I was so shocked by my empty stall that I didn’t even think to check my skills.

Only now did I belatedly remember the four skills.

[Repair Lv.1]

“Very intuitive description.”

Well, this kind of feather would only be a rare item to people like my old self who couldn’t enter the tower, but in reality it’s probably lying around everywhere.

I wanted to check the other skills one by one first, but priority was informing the cat who was irritably swishing his tail.

“This is a repairable item so I can provide A/S service. Should I repair it for you?”

“Mya-“

-That would be even more appreciated. By the way, how long will the repair take?

“Wow, I still can’t get used to this. I don’t know, I think I’ll have to check first to find out. I’ll process it for you. What’s your name?”

Sam-i boasted excellent functionality except for his obsession with names.

As soon as I spoke, a repair request window appeared before my eyes, and a cursor blinked as if asking me to input a name.

-I am called Manti.

The cat who finished his self-introduction both cutely and elegantly gave a short meow.

I tried not to be conscious of that disconnect and smiled awkwardly.

“Manti, that’s a cute name.”

As soon as I said that, a new window appeared before my eyes.

[> 1 New Inquiry

‘Interesting. So this is how it appears.’

I blinked while looking at the window for a moment.

“…So it was a Gryphon Feather.”

The feather that Brother got from who knows where was from a monster called a griffin.

‘I really didn’t know anything.’

That was brief though, as I was getting lost in sentimental thoughts when I suddenly remembered one important problem.

“I don’t even have mana, so how can I use skills?”

I have no stats.

Naturally, no mana either!

But Sam-i explained as if he expected such a question, adding his unfunny emoticons.

[⁕ Open Market managers don’t need mana because they have no combat skills 🙂 Instead you have Gold! Skills like ‘Dimensional Door’ consume quite a lot of Gold.]

So what this means is that the skills I use consume Gold, a resource I can’t immediately recover, making it self-destructive.

“If I use this wrong, I’ll be screwed.”

[⁕ That’s right 🙂 So you need to be careful.]

Well, looking at it positively… it means I can keep using skills without worrying about mana as long as I have money.

“I don’t have attack skills, no money, and no home to begin with, so what am I supposed to do…”

“Myaaaaa-“

“Okay, okay, I get it.”

At the urging meow of the cat, I shook my head and placed my hand on the feather.

I realized too late that getting lost in sentiment is only possible when there are no interruptions.

[Using ‘Repair’ skill on ‘Gryphon Feather’.]

I was briefly amazed by the golden aura surrounding the feather.

“Huh, it’s done already.”

The repair took only about 10 seconds.

It seemed to fall under the ‘light case’ category that Sam-i mentioned, as no notification about Gold consumption appeared.

The feather that had only a bare shaft left now boasted lush plumage as if it had just fallen from a griffin’s body, and seeing that fullness, Manti’s tail shot up high.

-Thank you so much.

Seeing him so happy was fortunate I suppose, but I’m still in a situation where I can’t even sell a single Low-grade Potion from my stall.

“Haah…”

I let out a deep sigh and slumped over the shop stall.

Not caring about my sighs at all, Manti grabbed the feather I fixed with both paws and started playing excitedly, biting and chewing on it.

“Having fun?”

“Mya.”

“He says he’s having fun.”

Unlike a cat who says ‘thank you’, he really plays just like a cat should…

“Wait a minute, but.”

At that moment, something suddenly occurred to me.

“Manti, you.”

But come to think of it, no matter how archaic his speech is, his body is faithfully that of a cat.

You can tell just by how she can’t resist Feathers.

In that case.

“Do you perhaps need any other Toys? Or maybe some Special Food?”

-If it’s something you recommend, it does sound quite appealing.

As expected, a customer who looks good, no, feels good to touch, no… a customer who spends well is easy to communicate with.

I grinned and asked.

“Have you ever heard of Churu?”

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