Convenience Store Worker From Another World Chapter 33

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Episode 33. Kindness Volunteer Pyeondol (2)

It seemed like a difficult thing to say in front of the person sending the package, so I just went outside the front door.

After that, I told my older sister, who had a look on her face like she was wondering what was going on, what kind of situation I was in and why the toad was acting that way.

After hearing the explanation, my older sister looked at me with half-pitying, half-funny eyes, then eventually chuckled and took out a smoking cigarette and put it in her mouth as she asked back.

“So, Lee Chan, you packed all the kimchi for me too?”

“uh.”

“That’s ridiculous. Do such incidents happen often?”

“There are no more summits like that, usually.”

“Oh my, you’re having a hard time too.”

I think so too, but I can’t tell that toad that it can’t be done. I think it would be better to make a women’s association meeting and say, “Well, I guess that bachelor convenience store guy at the intersection is a good idea~”

“Anyway, Sister, do you deliver packages on weekends too?”

I think this convenience store needs to know something about how delivery services work. When I asked, my older sister took another drag of her cigarette and spat it out before saying,

“… Well. Since you granted me a favor, I guess I can grant you a favor too.”

“No, I wasn’t asking you to do it. I was just asking if you could do it.”

“That’s what I mean, yeah. But where are you sending that kimchi?”

I don’t know. I went in and asked the toad, and this is the answer I got.

“I’m planning on sending you to Yggdrasil Complex 2, sir.”

Tap water is a name that sounds really clear. The rent also seems expensive.

“Okay, I understand.”

“That lady is a deliveryman? Oh my, what a pretty lady. She works hard even on weekends.”

I still haven’t said I’ll send it. When I came back and told her, she shrugged and said,

“That’s the exact route home. I’ll tell you later… .”

“Really? Oh, thank you, wife. Thank you too, bachelor.”

When I looked back, I saw a toad that couldn’t stand the magpie jumping out and listening to my sister. It immediately grabbed my sister’s hand and shook it, then shook my hand too, and told me to wait a moment, then fumbled around in the black plastic bag in its other hand.

Then he tore something up and took it out, and it was also kimchi.

This time, the expression “crazy” was more appropriate than “fluttery.” It was a leafy movement that seemed to be quite dissatisfied with the fact that his body was torn apart. It seemed like he wouldn’t be able to look at kimchi stew for a while.

“This is healthy, young man. It’s pickled with mandrake. No need to worry.”

“What did you soak it in?”

“Mandragora. Why, young man. Do you have any allergies?”

“uh….”

I looked at my older sister wondering what she was talking about. My older sister responded with “Huh?” to the word “Mandragora” and took a bite of the kimchi that the toad held out to her and gulped it down.

“It’s okay, ma’am. It’s a little salty though.”

“Kimchi tastes good when it’s salty.”

“That’s true. But since it’s a rule not to deliver on weekends, please don’t bring it on weekends from now on.”

“Okay. Thank you, wife.”

She’s a really witty older sister. She talks so fluently to this toad without any worries.

“Thank you, bachelor. I’ll come back later with my ladies’ club friends.”

“I will only accept your heart.”

“Oh, you have a kind heart. Here, take it. Quickly.”

The toad, who had given me two sticks of kimchi with a shit-eating expression, waved its arms wildly and walked away to the other side of the intersection.

So I ended up holding kimchi in my hand. It was a calm day with no wind, but why were these kimchi stems going wild?

“Eat it because it’s good for your health, just like the lady said. Chan-i, you’re so fat.”

“Then what do you think about eating, sister?”

“I’m fine with this. I’d like it to have a bit of a spicy aftertaste.”

I always thought that one day I would get to eat something fantastic, but I never dreamed it would be like this. Why kimchi, and why live kimchi made with mandrakes?

I have to tell someone who can’t eat live octopus because it gets stuck in his throat that it’s healthy.

“But how is this good for your health?”

“waist.”

This makes a difference.

My back already hurts because I’ve been sitting so much in the early morning. I took a bite, thinking that good medicine tastes bitter, and tried to ignore the things wriggling in my mouth as I chewed and swallowed it. Only then did I taste it. How did it taste?

“Sister, does this look like it has anchovy sauce in it?”

“You taste it and you know it?”

The fact that it tasted so good actually made me feel even more uncomfortable. However, after swallowing it, my mouth started to feel a little numb for a while, and for some reason, it had a sweet aftertaste that made me want something sweet.

“Sister Yoonha, don’t you want something sweet?”

“Oh, I was just about to say that. Do you have anything left?”

“Just wait a minute. I’ll look for it.”

I guess I’ll have to look through the trash can.

Foods that are usually discarded are usually short-lived items like lunch boxes, sandwiches, and triangle kimbap. Other than that, there is milk. However, sometimes desserts like macarons or mini cakes are discarded, and they are an excellent source of food for those who are lacking in sugar.

How can you eat something past its expiration date? The expiration date is literally the date that distribution is permitted, and the actual consumption period is a few days longer than the expiration date. That’s what the Ministry of Food and Drug Safety said.

So you can eat it with confidence, and to be honest, what’s wrong with eating something that’s a few hours past its expiration date? It’s not like you’re spending money. However, even after searching through the trash basket, there wasn’t a decent dessert, but instead, there was this.

“… Mint Chocolate Almond?”

If it’s mint choco, it’s mint choco, and if it’s chocolate almond, it’s chocolate almond, so what is mint choco almond?

Still, since this was the only thing left, I brought it out and showed it to my sister, and her reaction was similar to mine.

“Hey, what is this hybrid?”

“I don’t know either. This is the first time I’ve even found out about something like this.”

Right now, there are many different types of almonds, such as seaweed-flavored almonds and wasabi-flavored almonds. But even these are only known when customers bring them to us and say, “Oh, there’s something like this?” Usually, we don’t know until we sell them. This means that we have never sold them before.

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In addition to this, there was a bigger problem: I had never eaten mint chocolate itself. People around me kept saying that it tasted like toothpaste, it tasted like toothpaste, so I thought, ‘If I want to eat toothpaste, I should just squeeze some out at home and eat it. Why would I bother buying something else and eating it?’ and so I deliberately stayed away from it.

When I asked my sister if she had ever tried it, she shook her head. So eating it was an unknown adventure for both me and my sister.

It’s an unknown adventure, but… anyway, it’s almonds. I like almonds.

But I didn’t want to eat alone, so I persuaded my older sister.

“Sister. But if you divide this into three parts, it’s mint, chocolate, and almond. If you think of it as chocolate almond flavor and eat it, wouldn’t it be okay?”

“What kind of logic is that?”

“There’s no logic to it. If we really have to speak logically, there’s nothing to lose by trying it. It’s free.”

Free. The temptation of these two letters was something even an A-class hunter could not resist.

“Then… let’s try it, okay?”

My sister joined my adventure as a party member. I opened the package and gave her one pill, and I picked up one myself and put it in my mouth at the same time.

Two seconds later, my sister immediately put her hand in her mouth, took it out, threw it away, and shouted.

“You’re taking a loss, Inma!”

My opinion was the same, and I think I know exactly why it was scrapped. Since it’s called Mint Choco, it should taste like both mint and chocolate, but it’s just mint, damn it. Where’s the chocolate?

It wasn’t even a subtle mint, it was 100% cacao mint, so the more I rolled it around in my mouth, the more I felt like I was chewing on almonds, nuts, and surfactants.

Eventually, I couldn’t hold it in any longer and spat it out, and my sister took out another cigarette that she had smoked less than 5 minutes ago, put it in her mouth, sucked it out, and spat it out. She seemed to be in a very bad mood.

I was afraid that I would get hit if I spoke first, so I stayed quiet, but then my older sister asked me a question.

“Hey. Why on earth are you eating something like this?”

“Isn’t it because there is a demand for it from people who want to eat something but don’t want to bother brushing their teeth after eating?”

“Anyway, I can’t eat this.”

I can eat kimchi even if they make it, but I absolutely cannot eat this. I don’t know who invented the food called mint chocolate, but I’m sure it’s British.

I felt a little sorry, so I brought it up to change the subject.

“Sister, when I gave you the nuke yesterday, you said you were going to cut ties with the workshop or something like that.”

“That’s right.”

“How did that work out?”

When I asked, my older sister answered with a sly smile.

“You broke everything?”

What?

As I was looking at my sister, not knowing if this was an ambiguous expression or if she really went there and beat them all up, I noticed that the scabbard of the sword at her side was slightly worn.

“Did you really break it?”

“Actually, I only managed to destroy half of it, but later on, I was told to claim compensation. I was told that I would receive it on top of the contract termination fee.”

How on earth did you say something that made your sister’s sword sheath dance?

I heard it was something like this. There was a problem with the item I had entrusted to you, so I asked for a refund of the deposit I had made. You said there was no problem with the work you did, so it was your fault.

After my sister calmed down, I told her as politely as I could that we were the same and I would not be doing business with her in the future. She responded with the same politeness, and the content was something like this. Give me 30 million won.

“That was to be expected.”

“It looks like everything except the two-legged ones were destroyed… Oh, I don’t know, the guild will take care of it. At least I feel relieved.”

Even though I don’t know what a guild is, I realized very well that if I fed her something like mint chocolate next time, she might beat me to death. Finally, I asked just one more thing.

“What race were the workers at that workshop?”

“Goblin.”

Oh, these harmful green things again… .

“Anyway, it’s a headache to find a suitable place, so I’m not going to think about anything today and start looking for something new tomorrow.”

“Okay, then. But why did you keep working with them?”

“They used to take work on weekends too. At first―”

“Sergeant.”

In the midst of this, someone spoke to me from the side.

I looked at it because there seemed to be a hint of joy in its voice, and it seemed to be one of the machine dolls that had gathered before. To be exact, I could tell by its overalls.

“Oh, hello.”

“Suyat.”

“Sister, I’ll go and greet some guests.”

“Uh. I’ll take all of this and go in.”

As I went inside, I asked the automaton.

“Yes, what would you like?”

“Please give me a cigarette.”

“Yes. What kind of cigarette would you like?”

“I don’t know.”

I don’t smell any alcohol, so what is it?

I went inside the checkout counter and asked again.

“What kind of cigarettes?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know.”

“… Sir, if you say so, I can give you a cigarette… .”

The store manager said that these machine dolls have trouble speaking because they have their own language. So it’s possible that they don’t know the name of the cigarette.

But the current situation seems a bit different, the automaton’s expression was too calm. Rather, it looked at me blankly with a bewildered expression, and then spoke again.

“I… don’t know.”

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