Posts from Sakuramoria Auto-translated

— Handmade. They are said to bring good luck if placed on a shelf in your home.

- I'm talking about these two specifically. Who created them, and where did they get the design from? And shouldn't there be one more in the set?...

The saleswoman frowned.
— I saw it myself. With my own eyes. No.

Probably, she just saw these two people on the street, found their appearance interesting, and decided to make a figurine. Does that make sense?
Futaba also frowned, closed her eyes, and folded her arms across her chest.
Yes, absolutely, you need to be more careful. This was exactly the kind of situation where you had to swallow the bitter pill of truth, no matter how unpleasant it was. It was quite predictable that the director's crimes and perversions went much deeper than previously thought, but this was truly disgusting. Allowing people to make casts from corpses for money and perverse pleasure, so that people who saw the deceased in the newspaper would pay a large sum for their figurines out of curiosity, and then taking a percentage for herself? Either it would be done by acquaintances and friends of these people, out of sentimental feelings, or by some perverts and old men, just to peek under the skirt of a figurine of a former grandmaster of magic who was unattainable for them but eternally alluring?
Shaking her head, Futaba clearly understood one thing - sooner or later, cruel retribution would befall this terrible woman. Not divine justice, which powerless ordinary people like to hope for, and which does not exist, but quite the opposite - the breaking point of someone will be reached, and it will turn into a natural disaster that will backfire on a huge number of people and turn their lives into hell, most likely, but it will not bypass the object of their hatred either.
"Okay, never mind. I probably got it wrong," she finally said, returning her thoughts to the current situation. "I have another question."
She showed the katana, drawing it a third of the way out of its scabbard.
"I'm looking for a weapon similar to this one. There wasn't anything like it in Iria, but she told me that you are familiar with it, and maybe you know where I can buy it."

“Here you go,” he says, extending his open palm.

Showing.

— Hmm... — With a practiced motion, he draws the katana from its scabbard and examines it closely. — It looks like a standard Sakuramori katana, made in small quantities for military use. A good blade, but they don't make any others in this country. They are mainly used overseas and to a lesser extent to the north of here, in Aokami. If you're interested, I can place an order, but I'll need to know your budget.

- I don't have that much money... What's the average price? and what stats does it have?

— Since it’s a custom order, the price varies. Roughly speaking, the more you pay, the better the quality of the sword will be! Oh, and you should also factor in the cost of logistics. If you order from Aoki, it will cost a hundred, but from the islands, it will be five times more than that. Are you short on cash?

Now she'll say that she needs to sell a new batch of goods at an anonymous auction, but she can't sell it herself, the previous seller can't be found, and a replacement is urgently needed.

Cool. At the very least, you can order an empty box from the islands.
- Our scholarship isn't very large.

— All the better that I didn't pass the exam. Oh, never mind, I was just talking to myself. Don't you want to work for me?

- How is that possible?

– Well, it's when you spend your time and energy working for someone else – in this case, me – earning them money, and they pay you very little in return.

Revan, have you updated your experience?