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Episode 44. One-Language Pyeondol (3)
That’s why I looked towards the Chinese tribe, and it seemed like they were talking about something as they looked this way and opened their mouths. It looked like that, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying at all. Since they have big ears, I guess they can hear things well.
But the expression on his face as he listened wasn’t very good. He had dark circles under his eyes, so his expression was sharp, and when he even furrowed his eyebrows, it made my heart ache just looking at him.
But didn’t this elf just say ‘my story’?
“Can you speak to those Chinese guests?”
“I’ve heard it so often that it’s become familiar to my ears.”
It was an answer that made me think a lot. The police are a race that hears language so often that they have it memorized… Hmm…
The police officer, who had been watching with his ears prickled every now and then, sighed softly and continued talking while looking at the list.
“In the case of the curse quarantine entry list, if it is found that there is no record, the store will be fined 2 million won. The person who does not record will be fined 100,000 won…”
“Why is the fine as high as 2 million won?”
The amount was too large to just pass over, saying, “If that’s the law, then so be it.” They’re telling me to confront those who are throwing tantrums and saying they don’t want to pay. What the heck.
“Actually, there aren’t many cases where fines are imposed. Even if you get caught, it’s rare, and even if you’re unlucky enough to get caught, other police officers at the station will just say, ‘Be careful next time,’ and let it go…”
The elf, who had been speaking in a subdued tone, pointed to the list and spoke.
“I fine you.”
I guess you noticed that those Chinese guys didn’t write well. No, but it’s an act of God, so what can you do?
“I tried to write it down, but what can I do if those customers don’t want to write it down?”
“Are you talking about those middle class people?”
“Yes. I tried to write it down, but I just kept mumbling. Officer, can you help me with this?”
Actually, it was a half-assed request. What are they going to do if the police ask them to do it? If they don’t want to write it down, they can just leave.
The elf who had been looking at me nodded his head after a while as if it was nothing. As expected, it is the staff of the people.
As I finished picking up the pen, the elf started walking towards the middle tribes first. As I followed behind, the middle tribes shouted with a look of bewilderment on their faces, as if they had never thought that I would approach them.
“?????! ??????????!”
“They say, ‘We didn’t do anything wrong.’”
Those guys who are like the Barbarians in the future are good at talking. When I silently picked up the list and the pen and handed it to them, they looked at the list, me, and the elf officer’s face in turn, and then started chattering loudly.
“???? ??????? ?????? ??????? ??????? !”
“Why are you writing our information here?”
“??? ?????―?????? ?????? ??????, ?????―????????? ??????”
“If you’re a police officer, you’re a war criminal, you know.”
Of course, if you’re a police officer, you can do it. If you want, you can become a police officer… No, what’s the topic?
“What did these guys say?”
“You heard correctly.”
When I looked at him to see if he was serious, the elf didn’t seem to think at all that I had misheard him. Are these guys really crazy?
The Zhongguo people are stiff-necked even though they must have heard the Elf officer’s translation. It seems like they think we won’t understand them, or they are just telling us to listen.
What was even more absurd was the way the officer translated the following words as if it were nothing.
“??? ????? ????? ?????? ?? ???? ?????!”
“If you’re going to write, start with yours, you little punk,” he said.
“???? ?????? ??????? ???? ?????? ?????… .”
“The elf also asked how the police were doing….”
“???? ??????? ????????????? ??????? ?????? ??????? ??… ??????”
“Should a small person resist a person of middle rank? Hmm.”
These guys don’t smell like alcohol. But why are these guys who haven’t even been drinking talking like drunkards?
I’m at an ambiguous age to say I’ve lived that long, but I can’t understand these guys no matter how hard I try. They think they’re the best, and they’re desperate to show it off…
If you were good and worthy of being treated well, people around you would have recognized it. Why would anyone recognize those uncivilized people who talk and shout in a store that they didn’t even rent as if it were their own world?
I now clearly realize how these guys are treated in this world, and how I should treat them. However, the elf officer’s expression did not change even a little while he was saying everything they had said. I asked in anger.
“Officer. Can’t you just drag these guys in for insult?”
“It’s ambiguous.”
“No, why??”
“Insult is committed when a person belittles or expresses contemptuous feelings toward another based on public performance and untrue content… but public performance is not applicable.”
“Even though I’m listening?”
“Can’t you understand?”
He said that since it wasn’t something that was meant to be heard by others, it didn’t count as a performance. I was so dumbfounded that I couldn’t continue speaking, but the elf laughed mockingly and continued.
“And… it feels familiar.”
“no….”
“I’ve heard worse things.”
The store manager said that elves are discriminated against a lot in this world because they are a criminal race.
I feel like I’ve experienced a glimpse of it at this very moment. I couldn’t think of anything else to say, and my forehead was throbbing, so I held it. When I looked to the side, I saw the elf officer catching his breath.
After that, he opened his mouth.
“??? ???? ????? ?? ??????… .”
No, do you know how to speak?
“???? ??????? ??????? ?????????? ?????? ??? ???? ?????? ? ?????? ????? ?????? ?????.”
Even the pronunciation is native. After mumbling softly and twisted words, the elven officer closes his eyes tightly and opens them to look up at the Chinese tribesmen. The Chinese tribesmen looking down looked like they were thinking, ‘Oh no.’
All I could say was, “Oh no,” I asked the elf.
“What did you say?”
“If you continue making discriminatory remarks, we will arrest you,” he said.
This elf is also a real stone Buddha. If I were the person involved, I would have put the performance and the brat in handcuffs first. The middle-aged people, who had been looking at each other with indifferent faces at the elf’s warning, started to chatter among themselves and got up in a swaying manner.
“? ?????, ??? ????? ??????.”
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“?????? ?? ??????.”
“I’m in a bad mood, so let’s go clubbing,” he said.
“What club are you going to…?”
It turned out as I had hoped, but I feel like a stone has settled on my chest. I think I should ask the store manager to print out an A4 sheet of paper and put it up at the main entrance saying that Chinese people are not allowed to enter.
“?????? ???????―?????????.”
“Three packs of cigarettes.”
“yes?”
“Three packs of strong nicotine ones, please.”
Do you want to smoke a cigarette in this situation?
Yeah, I guess I can give it to you. He returned to the counter, took out three packs of his strongest cigarettes, and exercised his legitimate right as the manager of this convenience store.
“Please show me your ID.”
These are the guys for whom writing down their contact information on the list is a seizure button. They probably did it because they didn’t want to write down their personal information, so of course they wouldn’t want to show their ID even more.
“????”
As I stared blankly at them, not knowing what they were talking about, the elf relayed my words to them. At the same time, the seizure switch turned on.
“????, ???? ??????? ??????? ??????? ?”
“??? ???? ?? ??????? ?? ?!”
“Do I look like a child? I don’t want to show it.”
Really? But, what can I do? Isn’t this mandatory?
Normally, when selling cigarettes at a convenience store, they would have to check the ID regardless of the face value, age, or whether the person is elderly or a foreigner. It’s obvious that they’re an adult even without looking, so they just quietly skip it because it’s annoying.
But now the police are watching, so what? If you try to harass me, it’s not me, it’s the law of this world.
“???!”
The Chinese people also seemed to be reluctant to force him since the police were watching. After a brief standoff, the man who had asked for cigarettes handed over his passport with an annoyed look on his face. Okay, let me see how old you are…
The moment I touched it with that thought, the passport exploded.
“Hey, sir!!”
It was a huge explosion. The cover of the passport exploded and hit me in the head before crashing into the cigarette stand, and the back cover flew back and hit the Chinese guy who had held out the passport in the face.
I looked up with my head held high and saw dozens of pieces of paper flying in all directions without any particular direction, out of the passport bundle. What the heck is going on?
“?????????!”
“What is going on here?”
The elf officer’s hair was disheveled from the wind pressure, but he continued to interpret steadfastly.
Only when several of the passport papers began to lose their strength and flutter did the Zhong people finally come to their senses. They tried to grab the papers with their rough hands, but the elven officer had already picked up one of the pieces of paper that had fallen to the floor.
Hold the paper you picked up up against the convenience store light, allowing the light to pass through.
“Officer, what are you doing? Oh, my head… .”
“If it were a normal passport, there should be a magic circle pattern visible in the corner.”
I guess that’s what it’s like when you hold a bill up to light and it’s transparent. The elf flipped the paper over a few more times, folded one layer, put it in his pocket, and continued speaking in a dry tone.
“I can’t see anything. It looks like a fake passport.”
“Fake passports? So you’re saying that all these guys are illegal immigrants?”
“That’s the situation. We’ll have to investigate the details in the West….”
Without saying a word, he takes out a light stick from his waistband. One of the Zhong people who was clapping and gathering papers in the air looked at the elf who took out the light stick and immediately shouted… .
“??? ??? ?????? ????????! ??? ??? !”
“That cop’s got a baton, run away. Hmm… .”
“You can stop interpreting!!”
“It looks like there’s a risk of escape, so we’ll subdue him for now.”
After muttering these words, he immediately struck the thigh of the Zhong people who had shouted with a light stick. A flash of light appeared at the point of impact, and the Zhong people who had been hit in the thigh fell down like a wooden doll.
As a bonus, he fell over and smashed the chocolate display case. Damn, when are they going to clean that up…?