Gensokyo's Dimensional Black Shop

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"You dead turkey, how long are you going to take a bath? You love to come and fight me for three hundred rounds!"

"..."

Looking at the princess who, despite being quite old, was increasingly resembling a little girl in both appearance and personality in recent years, Yagokoro Eirin sighed, pushed open the door to the ward, and came face to face with the old man sitting on the hospital bed, leaning on his cane and pretending to be deep in thought.

"Are you a nurse or a doctor here?" Marquis Voban waved his hand when he saw Eirin Yagokoro's attire. "It doesn't matter. You can go out now. I'll pay for your hospital stay. Just remember not to let it slip in front of that kid."

Yayi Yonglin: "..."

"What, haven't I made myself clear enough? You're not even willing to take a chance to make money for free? Or do you insist on having me tear down half of your hospital before you'll do what I say?"

“I think you’ve misunderstood the way we exist here.” Yagokoro Eirin suddenly laughed: “Here, treating patients isn’t about what illness they want me to treat, but about what illness I want to cure. So as a patient, you just need to lie down obediently.”

【Spell: A World Within a Pot】!

Looking at the suddenly changed scene around him, Marquis Voban's heart skipped a beat: "What if I don't have the illness you want to see?"

“It’s very simple. I’ll let you get that disease first, and then I’ll cure you, right?” Hearing the Marquis ask such a valuable question, Yagokoro Eirin tilted her head and took out a bottle of black solvent that was still bubbling from somewhere: “Come on, drink this medicine first, so I can determine your current physical condition.”

Voban: "Hmm...?"

Although you have the constitution of a god-slayer and are theoretically immune to any form of poison, are you sure that stuff is drinkable?

Just as he was about to retort, he realized that he couldn't move his body, and opposite him, the fake nurse with a frightening smile was approaching him step by step with medicine in her hand.

Holy crap, this is a shady hospital! Bai Ye, come save me!!!

……

Bai Ye, who was almost at the edge of the human world, suddenly stopped.

What is this feeling of someone calling out to you from behind?

illusion?

Not like ah.

In the end, Bai Ye simply attributed it to walking too much that day, which made her somewhat disoriented.

Back at the Dimensional Shop, Bai Ye picked up the goji berries brewed with the Fountain of Life from the table and took a sip... Hmm, it still tastes familiar.

What are we having for dinner tonight?

"You can arrange dinner however you like." Looking at Black Zhen, who had changed into an apron and was standing at the dining table, Byakuya suddenly felt... that this kind of simple life was actually quite nice?

If there weren't any extra people...

Looking at the figure emerging from the portal, Bai Ye sighed: "Guest, is there anything I can do to help you?"

……

Chapter 108 A Guardian of a World

"Here... um?" Ignoring Bai Ye's question, the person immediately released his spiritual power after entering, only to be punished by Bai Ye before he took his presence seriously.

"Where is this place, your magic tower?"

"Although I don't know which kind of magic tower you're talking about, I don't think this is the kind you're thinking of." Bai Ye shook his head and pointed to the chair next to him: "Sit down and talk?"

"No need, I prefer standing." Clearly, this person still didn't believe Bai Ye's words.

"...Whatever makes you happy." Seeing his distrust, Bai Ye clicked his tongue but didn't point it out directly. After all, most guests reacted similarly to this person the first time they came.

He took out an instruction manual for new guests and used his mental power to deliver it to the person.

"If you have any questions in your mind right now, you should be able to find most of the answers here."

"..."

He scribbled on the instruction manual, probably to check for any traps, before taking it under Bai Ye's deadpan gaze and turning to the first page.

The man slowly flipped through the pages, from the first to the last, then set the instruction manual aside and looked at Bai Ye: "If all these ciphers are real, then this is no longer Azeroth?"

"You just said... Azeroth?" Bai Ye, who was shoveling rice into her mouth, was stunned.

"It's Azeroth, huh? Have you heard of it before, shopkeeper?" The man's gaze sharpened, and he gripped the... If it's Azeroth, then this is the Chicken Leg Staff, right?

"Hmm, I just thought the name was quite interesting. I'm the manager here, Bai Ye. May I ask the customer's name?"

“I am Medivh.”

white night:"……"

It's really you!

However, which period of Medivh was summoned from... was he possessed by Sargeras, or was he resurrected by his mother, the former Guardian...?

Just as Bai Ye was thinking of this, Medivh's expression changed, and his aura became evil and eerie.

white night:"……"

Mr. Sa.

“A whole new world…” Medivh, who was originally somewhat refined, had completely lost his composure. He grinned and looked at Bai Ye with a somewhat “kind” gaze.

“I can tell from your eyes that you recognize me… I’m not referring to this face now, but to the real me, right?”

"Sargeras?"

"Hey hey hey..."

"..." Hey my ass, you're a fallen Titan, not a devil!

"What? Shouldn't you be like those foolish humans, trying to kill me to maintain that fragile and ridiculous world peace?" Sargeras asked in confusion after seeing Bai Ye simply stand there calmly looking at him after he said his name.

"World peace... what's it worth?" Bai Ye yawned. "Besides begging me to fuck you, what else do you need?"

A shop manager who didn't play by the rules successfully silenced the leader of the Burning Legion.

“You…are indeed a very interesting being. I’ve also read what’s in that book; we can talk about it another time.” After a while, Sargeras spoke, and Medivh returned to his normal appearance.

"What just happened?" Medivh looked somewhat confused as he realized his position was different from before.

"nothing."

"I see." Although Medivh was the one in charge, if Sargeras really had this intention, influencing his thoughts wouldn't be a big problem, so Medivh quickly put the matter out of his mind and instead confided his troubles to Bai Ye.

"Manager, I'm really confused right now..."

"Oh?"

"I can sense that Azeroth is currently shrouded in darkness, and demons that manipulate fel energy are very likely to descend in the near future. My rash attempt to contact a high mage from beyond the world has only resulted in encountering a madman with an extreme thirst for power..."

"Oh."

"Are you listening to me?"

"Yes, I have."

"..."

"So what do you want me to do? I'm just a shop owner, not your therapist. If you really have that many worries, I personally suggest you talk to your friends. I'm only here to talk about business, nothing else." Seeing Medivh looking down, seemingly lost in thought, Bai Ye shrugged.

"...I was just assuming things, but it's rare that he's so quiet and hasn't tried to corrupt my mind with fel energy. Plus, you're located outside of Azeroth, shopkeeper. Sigh." Medivh sighed heavily. "According to the book, you can sell anything here, shopkeeper, right?"

"Well, that's the theory."

"Then... what about the soul?" Medivh suddenly asked a question that surprised even Bai Ye.

soul?

Does this mean they're treating themselves like the devil?

"Theoretically speaking, souls are also within the scope of commodities that can be sold. Are you planning to sell your soul?" Bai Ye stroked his chin and sized up Medivh.

The soul of a world guardian, and this guardian was a great mage who could be considered a demigod. The magical knowledge in his mind alone would be worth a fortune.

Maybe I can dismantle it for him individually and sell each spell separately?

Medivh, who felt that Bai Ye's gaze was a bit intimidating, shrank back: "That's not it. At least I won't let anything happen to myself before I hand over the power of the Guardians to a virtuous successor. However, I can sense that there is a soul in my body that does not belong to me, so I want to try to sell it."

"...I'm sorry, although I'm very interested in your proposal, that soul doesn't belong to you." Bai Ye looked at Medivh with regret.

It's not that it's a pity Medivh is still under Saddam's control, but rather that I missed out on Saddam's soul.

To be honest, if we only look at the level of magic, Sargeras is also at level LV. Max. And unlike Medivh, after obtaining Sargeras' soul, would I still be satisfied with the magic he possesses?

Bai Ye was well aware of just how low his moral standards were.

"Alright, following the examples described in that book, I'll sell some magic first. Could you please give me a card that allows me to travel to this place again in the future? Although I don't need it for now, my mage's intuition tells me that I'll need to trouble the shopkeeper for something someday."

"Okay." Bai Ye nodded, agreeing to the deal.

That being said, it seems that no matter what kind of personality or social class the customers come in, they don't have many objections to the store rules I've explained. When did my eloquence become so good?

Chapter 109 Things Aren't What You Think (Frustrated)

If you can't figure something out, think about it carefully. If you still can't figure it out after careful consideration, think about it again. If you still can't figure it out, then don't think about it anymore.

Although this sounds a bit far-fetched, Bai Ye actually does follow this advice most of the time. After all, this way he won't miss any easily noticeable details, nor will he get stuck in a dead end.

For example, the inexplicable trust that guests who enter through the portal have in themselves...

At least he was certain that the guests did indeed trust his words quite a bit.

Looking at Black Jeanne sitting next to him with a faint smile, Byakuya actually felt that this might not be such a bad thing... After all, the only person the guest trusted was himself.

Silent all night.

The next morning, as soon as Bai Ye opened the shop door, he saw the portal light up.

This kind of precise entry timing is probably only achievable by submitting applications every single moment.

Seeing the figure emerge from the portal, Bai Ye gave a soft "hmm".

"You are……"

"Hello, store manager." The other person grinned.

"You're the one in control right now." Bai Ye recognized the other person's identity at a glance from that familiar smile.

“Of course it’s me. Do you really think that little guy would need your help again after only half a night?” Sargeras chuckled.

"Sit down first, or do you also have the habit of standing like Medivh?"

"No, that's not it. Actually, it doesn't matter whether he's standing or sitting. He's just unsure whether it's dangerous or safe here." President Sa sat down in the chair, his smile fading. "Time is running out, and I'm not sure how long I can keep him in check, so let's get down to business."

"Sure, please." Bai Ye gestured with his hand.

"First, let's make one thing clear: I'm currently only a soul, not even a complete soul. I hope I won't be treated unfairly when I trade with you?"

"If you don't make me feel disgusted."

Oh ho, so you're questioning whether Manager Bai possesses the qualities a normal businessman should have?

Sure, I hope you can find a second store of the same kind where the manager can make you feel right at home.

Look at President Sa, he accepted Bai Ye's hospitality so easily—

"Judging from the fact that you are still willing to communicate with me and that you didn't tell this little guy about my situation yesterday, at least for now, your impression of me isn't too bad."

"So?"

"So just name your price. What do you want to give me control of this body? Anything this little guy can offer, I can offer; and anything he can't offer, I can offer too."

"Then what about the things you can't produce?" Bai Ye asked in a tricky way.

Mr. Sa blinked: "I'll try my best?"

"hehe."

“Alright, the first deal failed, so let’s talk about my other idea. Could you give me a few more of these cards?” It seemed that from the beginning, Mr. Sa had not held much hope that Bai Ye would help him completely control Medivh. After Bai Ye refused, he immediately took out the access card that Bai Ye had given Medivh and asked.

"You can have as many as you want, one hundred Origin Coins each..."

"Can……"

"Honest and fair dealings, we operate on a small scale and do not accept any bargaining."

"...Then let's talk about selling the spells I possess." Although he was long past the age of arguing and bickering, Bai Ye's lack of respect, coupled with the humiliation he'd suffered at the hands of Aegwynn and her son after opening the door and throwing his avatar into Azeroth...

After selling all the warlock spells he knew to Bai Ye in the form of pure data, Sargeras left with a card that had an eight-figure balance and several bare cards with only a thousand in balance.

Before leaving, he said that he would find a way to deliver the card to his subordinates when he got back, and that they would be the ones contacting Bai Ye for the foreseeable future.