I Became the Younger Sister of the Game's Villain - Chapter 2.2
I could hear shouts from behind, but it wasn’t my concern.
I deliberately left the door open, making it difficult for him to leave.
I hid between the cars blaring their horns and navigated through the familiar alley.
Finding the way was a piece of cake.
This was my ground.
“Hoo, huaack….”
However, it was a bit challenging with Lee Moa’s body.
Between the burnt and deserted alleyways, she pushed the air out of her lungs.
When I bent my waist, it felt a bit more alive. In the game, I naturally ran around without realizing.
‘It’s tough.’
I wiped my mouth roughly with the back of my hand and turned my gaze.
There it was.
A nondescript white brick wall.
An unassuming iron gate with nothing written on it.
The silent corridor had only dim fluorescent lights, creating a more eerie atmosphere.
I climbed the modly stairs slowly.
I smiled, looking at Euljiro Pawnshop.
Externally, it looked like an ordinary pawnshop, but this place was a hidden information trading post.
Of course, as a hidden place, it was known by a few veterans here and there.
There’s only one reason this place is particularly important.
Ding-dong—
A bell rang.
“Welcome. What have you come to sell?”
The black, wood-paneled grate swung up.
A woman with multiple magnifying glasses over her left eye emerged.
She was frowning and assembling something.
I scratched my nose as she spoke without looking at me.
Was I back in the past? Why does this feel so familiar?
“I didn’t come to sell, but to buy.”
Only then did her gaze quickly turn towards me, clearly trying to determine my identity.
She slowly removed the hooded hat, which had been flipped over her eyes as if inviting me to take a good look.
Euljiro Secret Information Exchange, Ms. Oh, the owner.
She was the only technician capable of unlocking the unique skill.
Still not hiding her suspicions, Ms. Oh flashed in front of the bars, and a small screen door opened inside.
“…Come in.”
Inside the pawn shop is a small space of about 10 square meters.
One wall is piled high with unidentifiable items that people have sold, and a 15-compartment steel cabinet is bursting at the seams with reams of paper.
As I sat comfortably on the torn leather sofa, Ms. Oh, the owner approached with a paper cup in hand, sipping from it.
She didn’t even bother serving me anything.
‘Ms. Oh, the owner is Ms. Oh, the owner.’
Finally, I got up and poured myself a cup of green tea, and sat down.
Ms. Oh, the owner, who had been scrutinizing me all along, letting out a disapproving grunt.
“I don’t know where the little student heard the rumors, but I’m a busy person, and I don’t deal with small things.”
“It’s not small; it’s big.”
Ms. Oh’s boundaries were getting blurred by my brashness.
I knew it was coming.
The sound of Ms. Oh, the owner rolling her head, reached this far.
Few people know the pawnshop, much less what Ms. Oh does.
So he must have gotten wind of it somehow…….
Those few high-profile individuals who know about it might be weighing my presence against their knowledge.
Just in case I might be underestimated, I held back a smile and pinched my cheek with my fingers, placing them near my mouth.
I spoke in a serious tone.
“Please have a look and check my locked skill.”
A customer, huh?
Her guard was completely broken down.
***
“Phew….”
Frowning, Ms. Oh opened her eyes with difficulty.
Her fluorescent vision slowly subsided.
She never felt this kind of atmosphere before.
Ms. Oh’s trembling face looked troubled, and somewhat unfamiliar.
In fact, there were parts of the conversation where I felt a sense of urgency that something was wrong.
For example,
‘Ah!’
‘… Are you okay?’
Sparks flickering in her eyes.
‘Hey…’
‘Don’t speak. It’s an important moment.’
‘No, there’s blood coming from your eyes…’
‘What? This darn thing…!’
When I saw the red tissue wiping under her eyes,
Oh, the owner pressed her eyelids firmly with a tired expression.
“There are too many locks.”
It sounded like a celestial barrier.
To her, a locked skill looked like a padlock.
Moreover, for an exorbitant price, one could unlock it.
I had planned to scream for it and put a price on it, but I had never heard her sound so weak before.
I swallowed hard and waited for his next words,
Ms. Oh added with an attitude that I didn’t understand.
“And you’ve got a powerful golden cord attached to him, and he’s so powerful, I can’t do anything about it.”
“That means…”
“Chances are someone intentionally locked it.”
Sh*t.
The sound of things going awry in real-time echoed steadily in my ears.
Seeing my distress, Manager Oh shrugged her shoulders.
“Have you made enemies with anyone? You look so young, but curses like this…”
Manager Oh tilted her head slightly, raising both hands.
This gesture was essentially a declaration that she would step back from this matter.
Unable to hide her confused expression, she nervously nibbled on her lower lip.
“Ma’am.”
“Yeah?”
If only it were something I could just throw away like that.
I grabbed her back as she turned to go back to work.
“No matter what anyone gives you, I’ll give you more, and don’t sell what happened here to anyone.”
A profound light from the magnifying glasses lingered over Manager Oh’s widened eyes in response to the firm statement.
