"Damn it, can't a Sealed Card give me something reliable besides that unreliable note?" Jiu Ming turned the little wine barrel back into a Sealed Card and casually tucked it into a page of the Card Collection Book he had memorized. It would be nice to try it as a drink sometime.
[For example?]
"A manual!" Jiu Ming said as if it were only natural. "No matter what, isn't it completely unprofessional and unethical to give someone an item without a manual!?"
[Is that so? If everything came with a manual, what would be the point of having a shopkeeper like you who just sits back and reaps the rewards?]
Jiu Ming scratched his head, suddenly at a loss for words. It was not that Panel-kun's answer had choked him up—it was the font it had used that astonished him. Why could he sense such naked contempt just from a different font? What kind of high-end font was that!?
"Tch. Aren't I the one stocking the goods?" Jiu Ming looked thoroughly displeased.
[Yes, it is good that you possess such self-awareness. If you were a little more capable, you could completely subdue that existence squatting here and refusing to leave, and make her your shop assistant...]
"We can discuss that later... Can I change careers?"
[Of course. As long as you can accomplish something surpassing the First Generation's achievements.] "Oh? There was a First Generation shopkeeper? Then where is he?" Jiu Ming raised a brow, though his hands never stopped flipping through the Sealed Cards he had not examined yet. Quite a few were ability-type Sealed Cards, and many were duplicates—low-end duplicates, at that...
[Do you think you lot of juniors would have gotten this position if he were still alive and well?]
Panel-kun's font twisted even further, its contempt