Uesugi Tetsu pressed down Kaga Kiyomitsu, which was reacting violently, and asked as calmly as possible, "May I ask how much this broken tip costs?"
Katsumi snapped open his folding fan and raised five fingers.
Five hundred Soul Ash?
Uesugi Tetsu's eyes lit up. Could he really stumble upon such a good deal?
The two ingots beside the God of Wealth hat on Katsumi's head swayed as he said with a beaming smile, "I require five thousand portions of Soul Ash of your purity, my lord."
"Five thousand?"
"My lord, this is already an extremely reasonable price," Katsumi said leisurely. "Back then, during the Ikedaya incident, I risked my life to steal this broken tip right from under the Shinsengumi's noses. I was nearly hacked to death by that brat Kondo, too!"
If that was the case, did Katsumi personally acquire all these strange goods from different eras?
How long had he been alive?
Katsumi sighed. "Besides, I specifically cut the price in half because of your status, my lord, and because you're the first customer in this region."
"If it weren't for me, who knows what patch of dirt this broken tip would still be buried in."
His reasoning did make sense.
Scarcity made things precious, and there was only one broken tip of Kaga Kiyomitsu in the entire world.
Uesugi Tetsu found Katsumi's asking price entirely reasonable.
But if he couldn't afford it, he couldn't afford it.
He shook his head. "I can't afford this broken tip for now. Could I trouble you to keep it for me, Boss Katsumi?"
"With pleasure."
Katsumi bowed slightly. After putting away the broken tip, he waved his hand and placed three lifelike Noh masks of different designs on the counter.
They were a white mask of a woman, a red mask