Rosetta-sama, You're Overdoing It! - Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Rosetta’s Expedition for Essentials 6

Feeling triumphant after a good shopping trip, I rode the carriage proudly.

Our destination is the last magic tool shop.

The third one happened to be quite deep inside.

“Oh, welcome.”

An old lady with a long nose greets us in the dimly lit shop.

It’s completely different from the other two magic tool shops; it’s more like a black magic specialty store, if anything.

With the way the shop looks, there are fewer passersby, and it’s a bit dim.

Furthermore, the shop itself exudes an eerie atmosphere.

Honestly, it’s hesitatingly enterable.

It feels like the shop is leaning, and if you were to roll a marble on the floor, it would go round and round.

Eventually, it feels like it will flatten due to subsidence. It’s scary.

Summoning my courage, I enter the shop.

Inside bottles are countless strange objects.

There are mandrakes over there, next to them are eyeballs with wings, and it seems there are also mummies of fairies.

There are many ominous things. Lione got startled and stepped back the moment she entered.

“Madam, this place is quite different from the other two major shops.”

“Hehehe. Well, yeah, this here’s a magic tool shop where those practicing black magic and alchemy come, so it’s mostly for the hardcore folks, you know. We’ve got some regular tools here as well, just for the sake of it.”

The basic magic book I bought at the first shop was unexpectedly 30,000 sacre.

Isn’t that cheap? Too cheap, isn’t it?

Are they making any profit from this? Aren’t they in the red?

“It’s cheap, ain’t it? That’s just for attracting customers. You see, my shop is designed to make you throw money into the abyss.”

I see, so it’s about making profits at first and then squeezing them later. By the time you realize it… drugs!?

This magic tool shop is scary! But I kind of want something from there. It’s cheap, so I kinda want it… But no, Rosetta. This is a trap.

You mustn’t, Rosetta. You mustn’t buy it. Once you’re in too deep, there’s no turning back.

It’s like asking if you want to quit the magic tool shop or quit being human. No, absolutely not!

No, no, no, Rosetta, no, no, no… stop…

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“Well, thank you very much.”

I… did it!

I bought the pentagram decoy!

I bought the magic tool that nullifies a fatal blow just once!

They were selling it for 10 million sacres, but I got it for 10,000 sacres!

They made it ridiculously cheap, and I fell for it.

I can’t help it. I can’t live without this magic tool shop anymore.

“Did you have a good shopping trip, miss?”

“…Yes. Thank you for accompanying me, Lione.”

“Y-Yes.”

Lione seems surprisingly taken aback and smiles at my words.

“Huh? Didn’t I properly thank you with a smile? Was my forced smile no good after all? Is smiling a crime? Does smiling automatically make me a soldier’s target? Really? Can I eat a pork cutlet bowl?”

“Hehehe. You smell like a regular customer, miss.”

Oh no, I’ve been targeted!?

No, this is bad. If I become a regular, they’ll squeeze money out of me.

Please stop it, madam, please.

“Well, you see, this here’s a product we usually don’t introduce to first-time visitors. But for you, miss, I’ll make an exception, yes, I’ll show you something special.”

Gulp. Uh-oh, that phrase is dangerous.

To a lady who came to shop, being told she’s special… this means trouble. Something dangerous is coming. And then they might say, “It’s a great deal! And if you buy now, we’ll throw in XX for free!”

No, they might even say, “And for you, right now, we’ll throw in an extra one for the same price! Bam!”

“Here you go, miss.”

“Miss, it’s about time to leave.”

Lione seems to have sensed something and forcibly drags me out as I try to listen to what’s being said with keen interest.

Oh, how disappointing. The old lady waves me off with a smirk.

She probably knows I’ll become a regular even if she leaves me alone.

This shop is dangerous. Once you’re in, you can’t get out.

You’ll change as a person!

Rescued by Lione from the dangerous shop.

Forcibly placed in the carriage, Lione orders the carriage to depart.

“Lione, when did you become able to command the carriage driver!?”

And hey, where did the escort guy go? Wasn’t he on the carriage the whole time?

Oh no, it’s not over yet.

You’re the escort, right!? So, escort me! Why are you spending more time on the carriage than the lady!?

At this rate, you’re just a soldier escorting a carriage. It’s pointless.

“Phew, miss, please never go to this shop alone.”

“Huh?”

“No, you shouldn’t. You’ve already made unnecessary purchases, haven’t you?”

It’s not unnecessary, though! It nullifies a fatal blow once, you know!? Isn’t that amazing?

“Don’t put yourself in life-threatening situations.”

I won’t!? Why are you so eager to throw yourself into danger on my behalf!?

Lione worries too much.