Convenience Store Worker From Another World Chapter 51

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Episode 51. Practical rehearsal (3)

It’s not uncommon for pedestrians in front of a convenience store to argue over trivial reasons, or for it to escalate into a fight. I’ve seen it happen a few times in my own world.

I had no way of knowing what the triggers were, but the endings themselves usually ended in absurd ways. I would watch for about 3-4 minutes, wondering why they were doing that, and then the police would come and mediate the situation amicably.

But what is the situation now?

I’ve never seen a passing valet get in a fight and Steven Seagalize, nor have I ever seen Steven Seagalize victims sitting passed out in a convenience store window.

Of course, I had never experienced it before. As the situation became more and more absurd, I felt frustrated and asked the elder first.

“Sir, what should I do?”

“In my case, I will listen to the details, but… for now, I think it is right to do as the boss wishes.”

The fight was about to break out in front of the store, and since I’m the store manager, it seems like he’s saying that he’ll prioritize my opinion. But even if it’s just an opinion, if you have something worth saying, you should say it or not…

“This is, yikes… .”

Wouldn’t it be right to report this to 112?

I can’t get out of here either, and when the old man calls, he has to go out. I don’t have the time to take him out. I don’t have the obligation to do so.

But after thinking about it carefully, I think that could be a problem in its own right. There was a concern that things could get worse. As the store manager said, using magic to harm another race in this world is a crime that carries a fairly heavy penalty.

Coincidentally, a security CCTV camera is aimed directly at the spot where these two were about to fight.

It was probably recorded that they were trying to use magic on each other, so if the police saw that recorded video, there would definitely be trouble. If they were lucky, it might end up as an attempted crime.

No matter how it ends, it is clear that it will hinder my future social life. Judging from my appearance, I look like someone my age, but isn’t it too harsh to draw a red line on my ID card at an age when I should be actively participating in society?

“When will these two come to their senses?”

“I adjusted my strength, so I think I’ll feel better in about 30 minutes.”

“Then I’ll make you sit down on a chair for a bit and then send you home when you get up.”

“Is there any problem with your business?”

“Of course. You probably think it’s okay to drink here. But I don’t think it’s okay to report it to the police either…”

When I told him the reason why I came up with this opinion, the old man answered with a kind face as if he understood everything.

“I’m sure the ladies will appreciate your consideration.”

I don’t expect any thanks, I just hope you don’t get up and start another mess.

After that, the old man took Hwanyeo and Seolnyeo in his arms and went into the convenience store, where he carefully sat them down on chairs.

“Hmm….”

“Ugh… .”

They were lying on the table, their necks were sore from being hit, and they were groaning alternately, but the harmony was pretty good. Is this a song of ice and fire or something?

The two decided to leave it like this, and there were two more things left to take care of. One of them was the car that the flower girl had brought.

That girl happened to park her car in the middle of the road. It was the middle of the night, so there weren’t many cars on the road, but the engine was off and the taillights weren’t on, so it was the perfect situation for me to hit her.

If you tell me to park, I can, but unfortunately I don’t have a driver’s license in this world. After explaining the situation, the old man hesitated for a moment and then whispered to the fallen flower girl.

“Lady, may I borrow your bag for a moment?”

When asked, the girl groaned instead of answering.

“Ugh… .”

“Yeah, they said so.”

“I heard that too.”

Even if it wasn’t true, what can you do? You should be thankful that you were saved from being taken away by a tow truck.

After that, the old man took the handbag to the car and pulled the door handle to open it. After getting inside, he looked around and asked me a question.

“Sir, would it be okay if I park here on the side of the road for a moment?”

“I don’t care, but the CCTV up there was originally intended for parking enforcement. If you’re unlucky, you might get caught.”

“Well then. I’ll take my time and take a look around.”

Then he started the engine and drove off. While the old man was looking for a place to park, I decided to solve another problem: the ice picks that were spreading on the sidewalk.

The sidewalk was littered with chunks of ice, some as small as my torso and some as tall as me, so much so that I had to squeeze through them to get through. What are these ice picks? They’re granite for landscaping.

Now, I can just walk on the sidewalk, but in the morning, there will definitely be traffic jams on the sidewalk with office workers going to work. It seems right to clear it out in advance, but I can’t just smash it with a hammer. Should I file a complaint with the district office?

“No.”

This was also created by magic.

So if I put my hand on it, it would either melt or disappear like dry ice while emitting smoke. I don’t know why I have to do this since I’m not a mercenary, but…

“You really do all sorts of things while being a pervert, really.”

After taking a deep breath, I placed both hands on the largest piece of ice. Then, a cloud of moist smoke rose from the area where my hands had touched.

My whole body quickly became soaked in the steam, but I felt like something was going to happen, so I held on for a while. After a dozen seconds or so, the ice cube disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only soaked pavement blocks.

Somehow, I feel like I’m rehearsing for what I’ll do once I get my anti-magic license.

Still, this is a hundred times better than getting beaten with a long stick. Then, I put my hand on the nearest block of ice, and get another cold steam hit on my body… .

I repeated this for about two minutes, and when I had just cleared the last chunk of ice, the old man came up to me.

“Hoo… .”

But, his face was filled with interest. I was waiting to see what he would say, and then the old man, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly asked me this.

“Do you happen to have any knowledge of counter-magic?”

“Me? That’s, uh….”

I tried to dodge, but then I thought about it and realized that it would be pointless to try since I had already passed the written exam.

“Yes. A little. But can you tell right away when you look at this?”

More than that, I was suspicious of the fact that he brought up the topic of anti-magic right away.

“Roughly speaking. I guess it’s because I’ve seen you so often that I’ve become accustomed to you.”

“You see them often? The experts?”

“Yes. I have to go to the hospital around the second week of every month.”

It was quite a story. It seems like there are experts at the hospital, so if I listen to their stories, it might help me figure out how to use my constitution.

“Sir, could you tell me about your visit to the hospital?”

“There’s nothing special about it, but if you’re curious….”

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“Okay. You go in first. I’ll wring out my uniform and then go in.”

As I was removing the ice, my uniform got completely soaked.

I wring out the uniform by hand, dry it, and then go back inside the convenience store and spread it out on the empty space at the checkout counter. When I come back inside, I see an old man sitting next to a table where two people have collapsed.

It looked like the two of them were going to get up soon, but it wasn’t something to talk about at length. I brought the whole watermelon jelly from the checkout counter, sat down next to the old man, and briefly explained my situation.

“Sir. I am currently studying to obtain a semi-magic license.”

“Did you say that you were studying?”

“Yes. I have the written test, but I still need to improve my practical skills.”

One of the expected practical questions is to identify and solve the magic spells on this watermelon jelly. Look at this. I can’t even figure out how to do anything other than dispel all the magic spells, let alone identify them. What should I do?

After finishing the explanation, I glanced at the old man and saw his blank expression.

“Excuse me, sir?”

“… Ah. I’m sorry. When I saw you remove the ice earlier, I thought it was a very skilled skill.”

“What about skill? It’s all black market. Anyway…”

With less than two days until the practical exam, I’m in a desperate situation. If you’re at the hospital, how are you doing in the field? Whether it’s a hospital clinic, an emergency room, or whatever.

When I asked the question, the old man thought for a moment, took off the hat he was wearing, and placed it on the table.

“I’m sure the CEO knows this too….”

As he let out a sigh, the silvery ears that stood out on top of his head perked up slightly.

“A werewolf species like mine must undergo a checkup every month before the full moon, to suppress my seething wildness.”

It was something I half knew and half didn’t know. I knew the popular belief that werewolves become violent when they see the full moon, but I didn’t know that it was something that could be resolved by getting checked out at the hospital.

“yes.”

“So, you can take medication or psychotherapy, but if that doesn’t suppress your wildness, you can go to the anti-magic clinic. You can get a prescription depending on your symptoms when the full moon is approaching. For example.”

As he spoke, he rolled up the sleeves of his suit halfway, and there was a tattoo on the middle of his forearm that looked like a chain wrapped around his arm.

“In my case, my symptoms are rather severe, so I have these suppressive patterns tattooed on my arm. They mainly suppress the five senses that become more sensitive, or the urge to look at the full moon… .”

It seemed that the old man had been prescribed with a magic symbol tattooed on his body that corresponded to the opposite of the symptoms. In the case of the five senses, a magic spell was cast to dull the nerves, and in the case of wanting to see the full moon, it made him want to look at the ground.

Furthermore, since the degree of symptoms varies from werewolf to werewolf, it is said that the ability that is especially necessary for anti-magic specialists is the ‘ability to gently cast magic’. If the nerves become too dull, the werewolf will become a vegetable, and if they miss the ground too much, they will become a crouching person.

“That’s all I have to say….”

He spoke with his tail extended and his ears slightly drooping.

“You look like you still don’t know.”

“Yes. Honestly, a little.”

The prescription the elder gave me felt more like something that neutralized magic rather than erased it. To use this method, you need to know how to use magic, but I don’t have any accumulated magic power.

For me, who was born with magical powers, this was basically non-existent. Still, I knew that I couldn’t use the methods of the general anti-magic experts, so it wasn’t like I had no gains…

But no other method came to mind. As I was holding my temples, the old man who had been staring at me asked me a question.

“How do you handle your power, sir?”

“As I wish.”

In simple terms, it’s like a circuit breaker. I can turn the main power ON/OFF if I want, but I don’t know how to cut off the sub-power.

“And… um. Rather than strength, you can think of it as more of a constitution.”

“Are you talking about constitution?”

“Yes. It’s been like this since birth.”

I’ve never worked in a university hospital clinical trial, and I’ve never been struck by lightning, so I guess I’ve been like this since birth.

After hearing this, the old man thought for a moment, then suddenly put his hand on my wrist and slowly began to unfasten the watch he was wearing.

“If that’s how you feel, I think it might help if you look at this.”

“What are you talking about?”

I asked, but the old man did not answer verbally. He just smiled faintly and gave a small cheer, and when he took off his watch, the tendons on his wrist popped out… .

Hair is starting to grow. Hey, what is this?

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