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Episode 4. Adapting to the situation (4)
I couldn’t figure out what the succubus’s intentions were when she called me to the counter and started frying pancakes for me. Was she trying to brag about what she had for dinner?
At least the succubus didn’t seem to have any intention of answering. To be exact, she wasn’t in a position to answer or even say anything. She had already made another plate of buchimgae.
“It’s so annoying… .”
“Sir, would you please step away from the checkout counter?”
I asked, looking at the vomit dripping down the counter. My voice sounded surprisingly calm, even to me, because I was so calm. Rather than being angry, I just laughed.
The barely true succubus panted and flapped her wings, looked back at me, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
The combination of her smiling face and fluttering wings was a bewitching sight. If only this succubus hadn’t been vomiting, I might have felt that way.
“Hehehe… Boss… .”
Stop calling me and get out of my way, please. I need to clean up your vomit.
Before I knew it, the dwarf who had chosen the wax was standing next to me, looking back and forth between the succubus and the checkout counter before asking me a question.
“Does it count?”
“I don’t think we can do this at the checkout counter right now. Do you have a card or cash?”
“card.”
I took the card, went to the cash register, and paid. I sent the dwarf away for now, and now I had to do something about this damned quilt.
First of all, I decided to get rid of the succubus before the pillow.
“Customer, please… go and sit over there.”
I pointed to the table by the window and spoke, but the succubus replied with a twisted tongue.
“Are you a siren?”
I don’t like it either. If he throws up again, I’ll have to clean it up too.
But no matter how you look at this succubus, she’s not in her right mind. She looks like she has trouble walking, and if you send her out of the convenience store and she falls asleep in front of the main entrance, there’s no way any customers will come in.
So, with a feeling of not knowing what to do, I grabbed her hand, grabbed her by the back of her collar, and led her to the table, where I sat her down. As soon as I sat her down, she put her head on the table and started staring at me with dilated eyes.
I left him there and came to the checkout counter.
The debris that had been spreading had now reached the edge of the terminal. I picked up the washbasin’s handrail and pushed it away, then thought about it for a moment.
Rather than wiping it all off with a rag, it might be better to just let it all fall to the floor and then mop it up.
If I were to clean it up like that, cleaning it up itself wouldn’t seem that difficult, but the problem was that I had to accept guests while doing this. I’m not even halfway done cleaning up, and a guest has arrived.
“Boss, where’s the ice cream… Oh, what is this?”
“It’s right up front. Excuse me, would you mind taking a look?”
This time, the customer was a lizard-man with a scaly head. It was something like a salamander, and he was wearing factory work clothes. It seemed like he had come out to buy ice cream after working the night shift at the factory. Well, it would be effective for reptiles to regulate their body temperature, so ice cream would be effective.
And then the conversation got through. She looked back and forth between the succubus at the table and me with her tongue hanging out, then, as if she understood, she started looking for ice cream and choosing. I was so grateful that I cried.
In the meantime, I flushed all the dirt under the counter and washed the mop to clean the counter. Now where is the mop?
“Store manager, where is the mop in the store?”
[ Why? I finished everything before the cleaning shift… ]
“The customer threw up at the checkout counter.”
[ ah…. ]
The store manager sighed briefly and answered.
[ Well… I don’t know if there’s a mop… ]
“If you don’t have a mop, what do you use to clean?”
[ Don’t use magic. Oh, I’ll teach you a magic trick that you can use too. Do you have magic power? ]
“There isn’t any?”
[ … Hmm, I think there’s something that was used for training in ministry magic in the past. Want to take a look inside the office? ]
When I ran inside the office, it was filled with all sorts of odds and ends I had never seen before, let alone a mop. The books rolling around didn’t look like ledgers, and I couldn’t even tell what was in the corner. Was it a sundial?
I don’t need any of that, and where the hell is the mop?
After digging through all the crystal balls and bottles of unknown medicine, I finally found a shabby mop lying in the corner. I picked it up and ran out to find that Salamander had already picked out all the ice cream.
How many ice creams are on the counter? How many did you bring?
“It’s quite a lot. I have to buy some for my coworkers too.”
It wasn’t just a little bit, it was a lot. When I took pictures of them all, there were over 40.
I tried to pay, but a message popped up asking if I really wanted to pay since I forgot to bring the 2+1 ice cream.
“Sir, you forgot to bring one ice cream for two plus one.”
“Oh, really? What is it?”
Well, which of these forty or so ice creams would qualify as a 2+1?
I couldn’t even remember what the POS message was, and I couldn’t tell them to find two identical ice creams and get one more. Since ice creams are bundled, other ice creams of the same price are also included in the 2+1 deal.
When you click on the first one, a list of items in the bundle, such as these, appears in small letters, saying, “These are 2+1 items,” but the letters are so small that you’d wonder if you could see them even if you looked at them through a microscope, and there are so many different types.
What should you do in this situation? You shouldn’t say anything in the first place.
If you buy them individually, it might be okay, but customers who buy dozens of them don’t care if they add one or two more ice creams. Customers who care usually adjust the quantity themselves and bring it.
But I said I didn’t bring one? But I can’t take back what I said. This is the method I chose.
“Can we try again from the beginning?”
If you take one more picture of each type after taking all the pictures, the +1 product will be a discounted price instead of the regular price, so you can distinguish it by that. But when do you do that?
The POS machine’s touchscreen sensitivity and keyboard operability are all a mess, so pressing small items is a pain. And the product items are on the small side of the items.
Besides, I had to press the button dozens of times to register and cancel each item individually, so I thought I might as well start from the beginning.
Actually, there was another intention.
“Hey, it seems like it’ll take a long time, so I’ll just go.”
“Oh, are you okay?”
“Yes. My colleagues are suffering from the heat, so if we don’t go quickly, things won’t go well at all.”
“Oh, you must be having a hard time.”
“I can’t help it. It’s a salamander. Oh, and please give me a receipt.”
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As he spoke, Salamander held out a corporate card. I thought the factory welfare was truly amazing. They even let me buy ice cream with the corporate card.
After finishing the calculation, I put them in five envelopes and sent them. The envelope fee is 20 won per piece, so it’s 100 won, but it’s a bit strange to charge the envelope fee to a customer who doesn’t take the 2+1.
After that, I cleaned up the debris. If it was an ice cup spill, I could just sweep it away, but that wasn’t possible, so I held the trashcan in place with my foot and collected it. After that, I washed the mop, collected it again, and went back to wash it again…
Thank goodness no more customers came until everything was cleaned up. After all, who would want to buy something from a checkout counter dripping with vomit?
The succubus didn’t vomit any more. The table was agitated by the drool flowing from the corner of her mouth, but that was nothing.
“Sir, I cleaned up all the vomit, but can I pour the trash in the trashcan down the drain?”
I asked because I had a similar experience when I was working part-time and the drain got clogged.
[ It’s okay. There’s no place to throw it away. ]
“And… the vicious succubus guest hasn’t left yet.”
[ So it’s still in the store? ]
“Yes. I have no intention of going out.”
[ Uh… Then… I need to write down the succubus contact information and address in the list… ]
“Why? Has the coronavirus spread to this world too?”
This was something I didn’t expect.
In the world I live in, even convenience stores have separate lists of customers’ addresses and contact information, and QR codes. It’s because of that damn Corona. But what the hell is the problem here?
Of course, the store manager knew nothing about Corona.
[ What is Corona? ]
“It’s like a virus. It’s hard to explain, but because of that, roughly 140 million people have been infected, and about 3 million have died.”
[ Oh my. Did they do some kind of magic experiment on a continental scale? ]
“No, it’s not that. I ate something wrong….”
The store manager seemed to find it hard to believe that one bad eating habit could destroy the world, but that’s not true. Sometimes reality is worse than fantasy.
But when I listened, it seemed like the store manager had a similar reason for asking me to write down the list.
[Occasionally, there are guests who come with curses or anti-magic.]
“Do they move too?”
[ Yeah. And the problem is, he doesn’t know that he’s under a curse or counter-magic. That’s why I asked the Magic Agency. If you write this down, it’ll be easier to find the source. ]
I wonder what the Magic Office is. Is it like a district office in this world?
Anyway, if you tell me to write, I’ll write, but even from a distance, the succubus looked like she was in a coma, not just unconscious. Her arms were flailing around, just like a corpse. Are you asking me to get her phone number?
The list was placed near the cash register. I picked it up, approached the succubus, and spoke to her.
“Sir, I’m sorry, but you need to write this down if you want to stay in the store.”
“… … .”
“customer?”
“lol….”
I couldn’t do it, so I asked the store manager what to do in this case.
“Manager, this customer is smiling.”
[ … Hey, leave it alone. Are you having a good dream? No. By any chance, have you been laughing since earlier? ]
When I answered yes, the store manager thought for a moment and then said,
[There should be a curse detector under the counter. Want to take it out and take a look?]