Convenience Store Worker From Another World Chapter 21

Episode 21. The Perceived Pyeondol

As I continued to look at this middle-aged customer with white hair, I thought that it wouldn’t really matter if I omitted the two words “agent” from his self-introduction. At least in terms of appearance and atmosphere, he wasn’t much different from the knight in my imagination.

When I looked at the hand holding the pen, there was a large scar on the back of my hand that had healed completely. I asked out of curiosity.

“What did you do before you became a surrogate mother?”

“Well, I did this and that and then… I retired. Because I was old.”

Although the tone was gentle, the nuance of ‘it’s a bit difficult to answer’ was clearly felt. I decided to assume that he got hurt while working at a factory or something.

“I wrote it all down, sir.”

The guest who had just finished writing down his address and contact information on the list held the list with both hands and handed it to me. When I took it and checked, there was something written separately under the ‘Other’ section. So, Wolf?

“Sir, what does ‘Wolf’ mean on this guitar?”

“It’s in my name….”

“You don’t have to write down the name separately. It’s not a special purpose.”

“Huh, is that so?”

“Yes. This convenience store operates in various places around the world. That means there are many people who come from various places and are subject to various curses, so as a preventive measure.”

The only experience I have so far is catching a succubus boss, but if I ever work somewhere else, I’d like to work somewhere like the Maldives or Waikiki Beach. Not the Demon King’s Castle.

“Hoo.”

This guest. So, Elder Wolf seemed quite interested in what I had to say.

“If it’s a convenience store that moves through space… the owner must have been to many places. He must have worked here.”

“I haven’t experienced it yet. I’ve only been working here for three days.”

“It hasn’t been that long. Where, are you able to do some work?”

“It was fine until just now….”

As he spoke, he glanced at the main door outside. The glass door, which was full of cracks and barely hanging on, looked pitiful. The old man checked the condition of the door, laughed heartily, and continued.

“I was curious as to why the door was like that, but I held back because I thought it would be uncomfortable if I asked.”

“A Minotaur got attacked. I guess I’ll have to work like that today.”

“Oh my, you’ve worked hard.”

“Excuse me, sir. Can I ask you something else? It’s not about what you did before.”

“Of course.”

What I’m curious about is this. No, how is a person’s name Wolf?

I knew that the name Wolf was used overseas, but in this world, I felt like I had to take those two letters literally. Wolf. Wolf.

“By the way… what is your race?”

“I’m a werewolf.”

That’s why he had such a bushy beard and hair.

As he spoke, the old man took off his hat and showed that he had a pointed ear sticking out from his shaggy, pure white hair. The tip of one ear was cut off.

He puts his hat back on and adds with a smile.

“I understand you’re confused. The full moon is still a long way off.”

In addition, the fact that I have no basic knowledge of the world is also a factor in my confusion. I didn’t want to create a situation where I would have to answer questions about where I came from if I said the wrong thing… .

Still, sir, what can I do if I’m curious? I decided to keep the conversation going, but try to pretend to be a human being in this world as much as possible.

“It might be a bit uncomfortable during the full moon.”

“I think the biggest problem is that you can’t go out at night. These days, welfare is good, so it’s not that inconvenient.”

“Welfare, um… I haven’t had much time to watch the news lately…”

“From late fall to early spring, the sun sets early, so it’s impossible to work, so we provide monthly support money, and things like that. In addition, we provide blindfolds so that people can’t see the full moon, and support money to maintain dignity.”

I thought about it using my imagination. When the moon is full, werewolves turn into human wolves and grow a lot of hair on their bodies, so the government gives them money to shave it off. Is that something like that?

Since the sun rises later and sets earlier, working hours will be reduced, so welfare policies have been created. Although it may not be very effective, it is said to help prevent people from seeing the full moon… .

As I listened to the music flowing by, I felt like the world was turning well in its own way.

“I think the boss is quite curious.”

The old man suddenly said this to me, and I felt a stinging sensation, so I immediately apologized.

“I apologize for any inconvenience.”

“No, I just said it out of curiosity. These days, there are very few people who are interested in other races.”

In the world I live in, when I see people from other countries, I just feel curious for a moment, but I don’t ask about their culture. I guess it’s similar here.

In the middle of the walk, an alarm went off on the smartphone the old man was holding. After glancing at the screen, the old man asked me a question.

“Sorry to interrupt your conversation, I need to take a look at this for a moment… .”

“You don’t have to be sorry. I’m the one who’s working, so I’m sorry for stopping you.”

When meeting a polite guest, even the old man becomes infinitely more polite. When he bowed his head, the old man followed suit and sat down at the table by the window, staring intently at his smartphone.

And then I had free time. What’s going on?

I sat there blankly for about three minutes, but no customers came. On weekdays, it would be normal for there to be few customers at this time, but I had been working like I was atonement in hell right up until the time I received that old man, so instead of feeling comfortable, I started to feel more and more uncomfortable.

Even while we were talking, no customers came in. I looked outside the convenience store with a puzzled mind, and saw several cars stopped at the intersection, not moving even though their lights were blue.

The pedestrians just stood there and chattered. As soon as I went out and took a quick look, the answer came to me.

There was a collision. And a triple collision.

I deduced that the situation was like this.

A car that had mistakenly entered the first lane for a left turn attempted to change lanes abruptly just before the light changed. It seemed like the car was thinking the same thing in the third lane, and while trying to change lanes, the headlights of the two cars collided with each other.

If you don’t understand, imagine two people running across a wall and bumping their heads together as they pass through the wall. When changing lanes, you can see the car in the lane right next to you, but not the car two lanes to the side.

The two cars that had their headlights clashed with each other stopped in their tracks, and a car that was driving in the middle of the road cut in between them and crashed into them, which is the current situation.

“~~ ~~!! ~~, ~~~~!!”

“~~~~ ~~!! ~~”

In the middle of the triple-pileup accident scene, two orcs and a golden retriever kobold were arguing about something, and judging by the drooping ears of the retriever, it seemed like that guy got hit from the rear. If you get hit from behind, it’s 100% your fault, so there’s no answer.

Meanwhile, the two orcs were fighting, shouting at each other. As we went further out of the convenience store, the words began to be heard clearly.

“You f*cking punk, if you put your blinkers on you should be looking at me!!”

“Damn, you piece of shit! Why are you talking nonsense after getting your ass kicked? Do you want to die?!”

The conversation was like this… Popcorn, where’s the popcorn?

I feel sorry for the people who got into accidents, but there’s nothing more fun than looking at the scene of a car accident.

If one party is clearly at fault, they can just file an insurance claim and end it, but in cases like this, it’s hard to tell who was at fault first, so they try to gain the upper hand by arguing with each other. It’s like a UFC of words. How can you put up with this?

Isn’t that too spicy? We’ll both get insurance anyway, and they’ll end up like that anyway, so what does it matter? There’s popcorn at the store, should I just buy it with my own money?

“Sir, it seems a bit noisy outside. What’s going on?”

The old man also followed me out, wondering why I was out there. He calmed down and answered.

“I think there was an accident over there.”

“Oh, like that.”

“It seems like no customers are coming because they are busy looking at that… ”

As I was answering, a sound like bricks breaking was heard.

I looked up and saw an orc swinging his fist, and the recoil of the blow sent his head crashing into the side door of the car. The door was dented and crushed.

Ah… Hey, what’s that? Why aren’t you calling the insurance company and fighting?

“This chewy, let’s try it !!”

The orc, who had pulled his head out of the dented door, shouted toughly. Half of his face was sunken in, but he seemed to feel no pain at all. He pulled out the dented door and stood next to the orc who had hit him, and slammed it with all his might.

The orc who was hit by the blow was lifted at least 3m and fell to the ground, but immediately got up. He grabbed the twisted shoulder and held it in place, then strode towards the opponent with an angry expression and struck him in the face.

“no….”

As they were hitting each other, the sound of something breaking could be heard somewhere, and cracks or dents appeared at every location where their bodies and heads had landed.

As I looked at it, I remembered one thing I had forgotten. This is indeed another world.

Even though the guests all looked bizarre, their actions were no different from those of other people, so I tried hard to rationalize it by saying that they were all people in Halloween costumes. But… that’s not true?

The sight of two squat, beefy orcs fighting each other, something you only see in movies, was something I would never see in my world except in movies.

What allowed me to maintain my sanity while watching this in 4D was that other passersby didn’t seem to be as impressed as I was.

There is some muttering going on, but most people are responding with things like, “Shouldn’t that be stopped?” or “We should call the police.” Is it really something that can be resolved by simply calling the police when the orcs in this neighborhood are fighting like that?

The voice of the old man who asked me was also very calm.

“Boss, are you having a hard time?”

It didn’t seem like he asked me how I was feeling. It was my first time watching a 4D movie with this level of technology, so I was a bit confused, but I was starting to calm down. But I had worked for three days.

He cleared his throat and answered.

“What are you talking about?”

“I don’t think I can receive any guests while those two orcs continue to fight.”

“That’s right. Honestly, I don’t think I’d want to come near this street.”

At least I wouldn’t have come. Even now, there were sounds like “Woojikku” and “Ppaak” and things like shards of cornea or fractured orbit were flying around. The old man, who had been watching the fight blankly, took off his hat and handed it to me and said.

“Can you hold it for a moment?”

“Yes, please give it to me. But what are you going to do with it?”

“I think the young people are too energetic, so I’m going to give them some caution.”

What if I end up like that?

But since his expression was so calm, I thought he must have something to do, so I took his hat from him. The old man, who had been weaving between the stopped cars and headed to the scene of the fight, stopped and spoke.

“~~, ~~ ~~~… .”

It was small so I couldn’t hear it very well. However, the orc’s voice was clear.

“What the hell, you f*cking punk! Don’t get in the way of the fight—”

Immediately afterwards, the old man took a small step forward with his right foot.

Then came the sound of the wind cutting. Before the sound could stop, the orc’s body collapsed. Then, after approaching another orc who was snickering, another sound of the wind was heard, and that orc also collapsed… .

It took less than three seconds for the two to fall. The old man, standing in the middle of the two fallen orcs, approached the Kobold Retriever, who was trembling in the corner, and extended his hand.

When the retriever grabbed my hand, he lifted me up and slowly came back to me, supporting me.

“Young man, can you stand?”

“Uh… yes. Yes, it’s okay. Go, thank you.”

Cobalt nodded repeatedly while stammering, then picked up his smartphone and started tapping on the screen. It must be an insurance company or something.

The old man gently stroked his reddened fist and began to straighten his disheveled clothes. He asked as he handed me the hat.

“What did you do?”

The old man smiled kindly and answered.

“As I said, I came to give you a brief warning.”