Convenience Store Worker From Another World Chapter 120

Episode 120. The Last Squirrel Thunder of the 2-Year-Old Rat (1)

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When the squirrel casted lightning for the second time, I was silent. The situation itself made no sense to me at all.

“Eww, shit! What the heck is this!”

Even as the middle-aged elf ran away screaming, I remained silent. There was something else in the street outside that I had run away to. Something radiating light… .

-Crack! Crack!

When the third lightning bolt flew towards the front door, there was no more front door of our store left. I focused all my attention on the squirrel, thinking that I would become a millionaire if I looked away.

“Hey, sir… .”

What on earth is wrong with that guy that he’s acting like that?

If I were to recite what I see right now, it would be a squirrel casting Squirrel Thunder while holding a purple stone in one foreleg and raising the other foreleg in the air.

I’ve cast Squirrel Thunder three times so far, once over my head, once over the bald head of a middle-aged elf, and once towards the main gate… .

-Tsk tsk!!

The main gate, which had been directly hit by lightning, glowed red and then burst into pieces in the blink of an eye. I don’t know how many times I’ve seen the main gate shatter in the past month or so.

-Tick! Tick! Tick!

“No, where on earth did that elf guy pick up that squirrel….”

“Boss, please calm down for now.”

That’s a lot to ask. My office door just got hit by lightning from a squirrel, how am I supposed to calm down in this situation?

This isn’t me, but I can’t stand it even if it’s some other idiot living in this world. I wanted to say that so desperately, but the old man told me to calm down in a very calm tone.

I know it’s hard, but try hard, I think that’s what it means. Thanks to that, I feel a little better.

Yeah, sir, of course there could be a squirrel in this world that uses Chain Lightning… .

“It seems like something strange is happening not only to the squirrels, but to the whole street right now.”

I looked in the direction the old man was looking, and my mental health, which had been fading away, began to improve again. Something is really, really happening.

First of all, the deer. The deer are wandering the streets.

This isn’t your average goral, either. There’s a sinister red glow around the corners of its mouth, and the tendons on its neck are bulging, giving it the appearance of having done a few sets of squats.

Judging from the red light shining in his eyes, he doesn’t seem to be in his right mind either… .

As I was blankly staring, the deer suddenly let out a single cry.

-Wow!!

The surface of the shop window rattled at the sound of the cries, and the glass window of the bus stop near where the deer was standing was completely shattered. At the same time, something flew past the deer and flew into the store, and what was it?

―Ts …

Ah! Crickets! As a whimsical person, I can’t help but talk about these crickets.

Between evening and night, when there are a lot of customers coming and going, these crickets come in one by one, and they hide inside the store and start making noises when they get the chance.

Then the cashier says, “Oh, there’s another bug,” but the customers paying don’t think so. They always ask, “I think there’s a bug in the store. Shouldn’t you catch it?”

When Pyeondol heard that, he thought, “How can I catch that?”

There are some people who don’t care about their own lives and cry out loud on top of cup ramen or on top of the display case, but this is the exception, and usually these people cry while hiding very well.

Then, you search all around the area where you can hear the sound to catch this guy, but when you make eye contact with a cricket, it just jumps up and runs away. It’s hard to find, and even if you find it, you can’t catch it, so that means you can’t catch it.

But this time, I thought it wouldn’t be hard to find the one that came in. Because, this damn cricket was not only the size of a basketball, but it was flapping its wings and blowing all the products away! No!!

“This is f*cking crazy, seriously!! Since the real guys aren’t coming, now all sorts of weird things are coming and making a mess—”

“president.”

Clap. A clap right next to my ear. My eardrums almost burst.

When I looked back, the old man was holding his hands against my ears.

“Let’s do them one by one, sir.”

“yes?”

“First of all, the cricket that just came in is huge, but it doesn’t seem to be very dangerous. The deer outside also disappeared in the direction it was walking after sending out a sound wave. Did you check?”

I haven’t done it yet. I checked just outside the street, and the deer that had been screaming earlier was nowhere to be found.

“Have you checked?”

“Yes. I checked it, but―”

“Then let’s move on. Don’t think about anything else.”

The tone of voice as he answered was calm, as if he had just encountered the squirrel during a walk. As he answered, his gaze remained fixed on the squirrel.

He’s telling me to hold on to my sanity. The moment I realized that, a chill ran down my spine. I could feel my heartbeat slowing down.

Now is the time to come to your senses. Now is not the time to whine.

“That squirrel. It’s used lightning magic three times in a row now, and now it’s just staring at us.”

“… … .”

“I could take the magic stone before that squirrel can react. But.”

“yes.”

“Do you have any other opinions?”

The reason you ask me this is because I am both a half-wizard and a half-concubine. Even if you ask me if I have any guesses, I can’t come up with anything…

Let’s give it a try. I didn’t get a license to trade for candy.

After taking a deep breath, I looked into the squirrel’s eyes. It was also looking at us, its two front paws hugging the ground with one hand and a purple rock with the other.

Magic Stone. That must be the magic stone. When I was checking the goods with the store manager in the warehouse, I took out the magic stone that had turned to charcoal from the end of the Light Warrior set and checked it. The color is different, but the shape is similar.

The reason the magic stone that the squirrel is holding is purple is because it hasn’t been used much yet… .

“…that.”

Doesn’t something seem strange?

The store manager had clearly stated this about the magic stones: most of them were simply used as mana batteries.

At the same time, I have repeatedly said that in order to use magic in this world, you need something other than mana. Arithmetic formulas.

That squirrel didn’t write the equation, nor did he get the magic circle tattooed on his body. If that’s the case.

“…wait a minute.”

I focused my gaze again. Not on the squirrel, but on the magic stone.

The area around the magic stone began to distort. It was distorted, but the shape was strange. Up until now, other magic stones and magical objects had appeared as if they were swirling water.

That magic stone is completely different. It’s as if the center of the tablecloth is being lifted up, and the distortion is being sucked in. In addition, there is additional distortion around the magic stone, as if sparks are flying, is that possible… .

– Click! Click!

“Hey, sir!”

I instinctively pushed the old man away. The moment I pushed him away and stepped aside, the squirrel struck the spot where we were standing.

The tiles where the lightning struck shattered and soot rose. The old man who had been pushed to the side straightened his posture and asked.

“Sir, did you sense that squirrel was trying to use magic?”

“Yes, but I don’t think that squirrel uses magic on its own.”

“If you allow it… .”

“It seems like it’s going out of the magic stone on its own. That guy’s just holding onto it.”

That’s how it felt. The additional distortion that was popping up around the magic stone wasn’t just popping up around the surrounding area, but it also seemed to cover the squirrel’s body.

I don’t know what effect that has on the squirrel or why he keeps holding onto something so dangerous, but I knew what I had to do.

“…I’ll be back shortly.”

“Is this the boss speaking?”

I didn’t answer here, but just approached and looked. I didn’t want to hesitate.

As I approached slowly, the squirrel hesitated slightly, perhaps taken aback. But that was only for a moment, as it leaned its entire body forward and stood its tail erect.

And then, a bolt of lightning. The moment my eyes met the beam of light, a word came out of my mouth reflexively.

-Tick!

“What are you going to do if you keep squeaking, kid?”

The lightning struck my face. It was dazzling.

He threw himself forward and grabbed the squirrel, which he had caught in his hands. While the squirrel was struggling in his hands, he put the fingers of his other hand into the one he was holding and grabbed the magic stone.

I tried to pull it out and check it with my eyes, but purple smoke immediately started coming out of the magic stone that I had raised to eye level.

After emitting smoke for about ten seconds, it finally quieted down and turned into a pile of charcoal. I tried rolling it around on my palm for a moment, but it crumbled into dust the moment I turned it over.

Finally, I lifted the squirrel up to my eyes and examined it. To be exact, the fur on the hand, arm, and chest that had been holding the magic stone.

It was a mess, as if it had been glued and then fell off. I threw it down and put it down, and it limped off its front paw that was holding the magic stone and ran out of the store.

“… This guy wasn’t holding the magic stone, old man. It was attached to it.”

It’s just a guess, but I think it might have been right before the magic stone exploded. Or something similar to that.

The squirrel picked up the magic stone just before it exploded, and it stuck to his body and arms. It was running around here and there until it was caught by a drunken middle-aged elf and put into his pocket.

It squeaked every time lightning struck, well… if lightning had struck my chest, I would have squeaked too. Or maybe it was because it was hot.

I made a conclusion and looked at the old man, and he was holding a cricket’s leg in his hand―

“Ugh!”

The crickets are going crazy. They’re the size of basketballs, and they’re flapping their wings and legs around so crazily that it’s dizzying.

Every time he flapped his wings, the wind blew everywhere. The old man seemed uninterested in the situation, and just lifted the cricket up slightly to show it to me.

“Can you please check this too?”

I focused my gaze right away. This cricket didn’t seem to have any magic stones, but every part of its body was shaking without fail.

When I touched it with that evil spirit, it immediately gave off a small puff of smoke and shrank. With the reduced recoil, it barely escaped the old man’s hand and ran away into the night street as if staggering.

After confirming that it had flown away, I immediately recommended it to the elderly person.

“Sir. If you want to wash your hands, there’s a sink inside the office. It’s the one they keep for washing rags.”

“Before that, I’d like to check outside. Would you like to go with me?”

“Uh… ah. Yes.”

There might not be just one cricket or squirrel. I followed the old man and looked outside, but there was no lightning or wind.

It seemed like the deer had gone somewhere completely out of sight. As I looked at the old man looking around, I remembered that I hadn’t said what I wanted to say yet.

“Elder.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Thank you for your feedback earlier. This was my first time experiencing something like this, so I was really nervous.”

This is the first time in my life that I have ever experienced lightning striking where I was standing, and until last year, I never imagined that something like this would happen.

Imagine getting hit by lightning with your face… I think I had a similar imagination when I was in 2nd grade. Anyway, if you hadn’t been taking care of my mental health, what would I be doing now?

“… This is a story from when I was on an escort mission.”

As I was imagining myself looking through the quarantine company phone book, the old man spoke quietly.

“There was one time when the escort subject panicked. When we had to move the location, he just sat there mumbling for a long time and couldn’t move.”

“Yes, sir.”

“It took about three minutes to move him and I had to endure all the threats during that process.”

“uh….”

“I remember it took about 15 seconds, sir. Or maybe 10 seconds?”

I don’t know about this either. It felt like I was sitting there for about 30 minutes. The situation the old man is talking about and the squirrel shooting lightning don’t seem to be the same…

“They said that the president had the qualities to be a good soldier. Or that he had the constitution to be a good soldier.”

“Oh. Please don’t say such horrible things, sir.”

After serving in the military for 1 year and 9 months and finishing my reserve service, what are the qualifications and what is a soldier? I had no interest in this topic at all, so I immediately turned my attention to something else.

“Is it all over now, sir?”

Squirrels, crickets, or deer, they won’t come out again, right? Did you get rid of them?

“I don’t know about that. It’s not my area of expertise.”

“Well, I guess so… your specialty?”

Something, something is coming to mind. Didn’t we have a conversation about this situation yesterday?

[ Anyway, be careful because something strange might happen soon. ]

This is what I said when I was talking about the gate with Yoonha. And now, the store almost turned into an animal kingdom. If this isn’t strange, then what is?

Since it was my day off, I was going to take a phone call. I immediately asked the elderly person for his understanding.

“Sir, I’ll make a quick phone call.”

“Okay, I’ll be there for a moment…”

As he continued talking, he took a cigarette out of his pocket and put it in his mouth. After checking, he ran to the counter, picked up his phone, and called his older sister.

I picked up the phone after three rings, and again the sound of the wind filled the room.

“Sister. Sister?”

[ You called at the right time *^@[email protected]! ]

“No, can you stop and talk?”

[ @[email protected]#! Ah! Close the front door quickly! ]

The main gate is now broken and can’t be closed. I tried to explain to my sister in detail. But it seemed like she had much more to say than I did.

[ Close the front door!! Right there― ]

I didn’t hear what was about to happen, because a pigeon flew in and smashed the shop window.