A Shogun's Decree to Call My Own

(Brain Storage)

"Come take a look! Freshly made tricolor dango, and soba noodles—"

"Draw lots for a fortune! Officially authorized by the Grand Narukami Shrine—if it's not accurate, you don't pay—"

"Fontaine toys, Liyue toys, Mondstadt toys, we've got it all—"

The streets and alleys were packed with people. Vendors shouted their wares, all hoping to make a killing during the festival.

Lin Yiyi had borrowed several carts from the Yashiro Commission and set up his own stall.

He placed his food, drinks, and other goods on them, while the other carts held ingredients he had bought to cook on the spot.

"Brother, what are you selling here?"

A man wearing a woven bamboo hat approached, accompanied by two others.

They were Mamoru, Genta, and Akira of the Arataki Gang.

"It's you guys. Where's your boss, Arataki Itto?" Lin Yiyi casually asked as he prepared the ingredients.

"The boss is fighting someone in a beetle match... No, wait, how did you know that?" Genta immediately caught himself and became wary.

"...Your boss was just chasing me down to beat me up. If it weren't for Kujou Sara, I wouldn't have been able to save myself."

The three exchanged looks. Mamoru then coughed and asked, "So, boss, what exactly are you selling here?"

"See for yourselves. There's food and drinks, and I can make things fresh too."

Lin Yiyi had a huge variety of ingredients. Anyone unaware of the situation might have thought he had moved an entire marketplace here.

"Then just make us some snacks," Akira said. There was too much food here, and he had no idea what to choose.

Lin Yiyi did not hesitate. He lit the firewood and began grilling fish steaks and other skewers over the flames.

As a wanderer who had spent years drifting about, Lin Yiyi knew a thing or two about cooking. Grilling, in particular, required careful control of the heat; it was not something one could simply toss over a fire and pull out a moment later.

Three minutes later, after sprinkling on the seasoning, Lin Yiyi handed the fried skewers to them.

"This isn't much different from ordinary fried skewers... Wait..."

As Genta spoke, he stuffed one of the skewers into his mouth, and his words immediately caught in his throat.

"Th-this flavor, I've never tasted anything like it!" Mamoru exclaimed repeatedly before stuffing several more skewers into his mouth.

The taste was truly unforgettable!

"Burp, that was really good." The three let out satisfied burps and prepared to leave.

"Hey, pay up?" Lin Yiyi said expressionlessly, shrugging.

"Oh, right, right, right. We almost forgot about that." Genta grinned. "How much per skewer?"

"Two hundred Mora."

"Two hundred?" The three cried out in surprise.

Lin Yiyi frowned. He had asked Zhongli about it before and done the conversion himself. By the exchange rate, one yuan should have been roughly equal to one hundred Mora.

They couldn't possibly be unable to afford two yuan, could they?

Tomatoes cost one hundred and twenty Mora each, and chicken-mushroom skewers cost four hundred and fifty per stick. His prices were perfectly reasonable, weren't they?

"That's way too cheap! Brother, grill us a few more! We'll take them back for our boss to try!"

Akira excitedly said. He then pulled out a heavy bag. When opened, it revealed hundreds of gold coins lying quietly inside.

After grilling another batch of skewers, Lin Yiyi could not be bothered to count the Mora. Instead, he began considering another problem.

Mora was useless to him. He came from another world, so their currencies did not circulate between them.

Rather than Mora, it would be more practical to exchange items directly. After the three left, Lin Yiyi began pondering the matter.

"Oh my, little one, you're selling things too?" A familiar voice sounded. The newcomers were Yae Miko and Ei.

Behind them were the terrified citizens of Inazuma City. Even during the festival, they still held the Shogun in deep awe.

As Lin Yiyi drank cola, he teased, "You're not cultivating in the Plane of Euthymia?"

Ei shot him a look. "It's rare for a festival to be held in Inazuma. Naturally, I came out to relax."

While Ei chatted with Lin Yiyi, Yae Miko had already picked up some snacks from the side and started tasting them.

"They taste rather good, little one. Tell me, how much Mora?"

Yae Miko picked up a bag of potato chips and slowly savored the snack as it stimulated her taste buds. The familiar flavor was still as memorable as ever.

"I'm not taking Mora. I can't use it. Just exchange it for something you consider equivalent."

Ei picked up a bottle of Nutritional Express. The rich sweetness still made her eyes light up. Although the two had already tasted it in the other world, revisiting the flavor still gave them a refreshing feeling.

"I see. It seems Mora is not used in your world," Yae Miko said after thinking for a moment. She then produced a small item from thin air. "Then take this omamori as an exchange."

"You should know what it does, though whether it will work in another world is uncertain."

"Even if it truly doesn't work, perhaps looking at it from time to time will make you think of me."

Yae Miko had also given an omamori like this to the Traveler. Back in the Plane of Euthymia, it had solved a major problem. As for whether it would work in another world, Lin Yiyi had no idea.

"Then I'll offer this in exchange." After drinking an entire bottle of Nutritional Express, Ei took out a small item.

Unlike Yae Miko, who used her Vision as a storage container, Ei simply conjured it from thin air. Lin Yiyi looked at the object and asked, "A Shogun's Decree?"

Ei nodded. "Ordinarily, only the Shogun may possess one. But as a traveler from another world, you will likely encounter many inconveniences in Inazuma."

"I made another one just now, so it will be easier for you to get things done."

Lin Yiyi accepted it, flattered beyond measure. "Thank you, Ei."

Yae Miko said with a smile, "You mustn't use it for anything improper. If you're discovered, I'll only be able to watch helplessly as the little one I like gets struck by lightning and blasted to pieces."

Lin Yiyi's face darkened.

After the two left, Lin Yiyi took out his phone and stored the Shogun's Decree in his inventory. He hung the omamori from his waist. Though it conflicted somewhat with his own culture, Lin Yiyi believed that, with an attitude of taking the essence and discarding the dross, his ancestors would not blame him.

"Hey, hey, hey, Traveler! So you're selling things here!" Several people suddenly ran over from the distance, and Lin Yiyi immediately recognized the owner of that cheerful voice.

It was none other than the symbol of summer on Narukami Island, the owner of Naganohara Fireworks, Naganohara Yoimiya.

Besides the three from the Kamisato Clan, another girl among them surprised Lin Yiyi, though it was also somewhat within his expectations.

Her outfit was mainly yellow, with black stockings on her lower body. A red flower adorned her hair, pierced by a hairpin.

Those shoes were truly a mystery. They had no heels and relied entirely on the balls of her feet for support, and Lin Yiyi simply could not understand how that worked.

"Yeah. Want something to eat?" Lin Yiyi held up the fried skewers in his hand—the leftovers he had grilled earlier.

"Sure, sure! How much Mora? We'll support your business!"

"No need. Just exchange something else for them."

"Have the Golden Wolflord spawn outside Inazuma City..."

"Received."