Chapter 5: Detoxification
[Edited by: Arthur300000, ArchmageNaoki, and deathbricks]
After we finished our business at the pet shop, we headed to the department store. As a cat person, I am tempted to buy that Blulita, but I still don’t understand the value of money here yet. Moreover, there is already a pet in my new home, so I decided against it.
We brought two bags of flying pig food from the store. Yes, Mr.Bobo is a flying pig. When I saw the size of flying pig food bags, I don’t understand why we visited this shop first. It looks big and heavy. However, when I saw my brother, Aunos, store those bags into his ring. I understood. This world has dimensional storage ring.
“This one can only store a cubic meter worth.” My brother explained when he saw me stare at his ring intently. Yes, I want one. Just think about all the panties, bras and porn magazines I could store in this ring! Isn’t this a must have item for those who have hoarding tendencies?
It’s only a 4-minute walk from the pet shop to the shopping mall. The shopping mall we visited is a building that looks like three domes are connected together. There are also a lot of futuristic looking cars in the parking space near the entrance. When we got to the entrance, a man in a security uniform opened the door for us. There was none of those stupid security scanners or people who ask to check our bag here. With the existence of dimensional storage rings aren't they afraid of shoplifters?
The department store is packed with lots of customers. It’s my first time in 15 years to seeing this many people. There are fast food stalls scattered everywhere across the entrance area. The name of those stalls is nothing like I've heard before. The hamburger stall closest to me has a poster.
Jororo burger 50% discount 3 credits/piece only!
What in the world is a Jororo burger? I have no clue, so I tried to check scents in the air. I think, they are beef mixed with some kind of unknown meat.
The people around me are mostly human. There were also non-humans such as elves, Neko jins (half human, half cat creature) and Klingon like people (people with ridged foreheads).
However, those seemed to be in the minority and were hard to spot. Would there be any Klingon delicacies in this world?
“Daddy! Look at that girl! Why is she wearing a hospital gown~?” A little boy in his father's arms who was standing on the upward escalator pointed at me. His father rocked him a bit then turned his body away.
Yup, it’s me in a hospital gown and going commando while holding hands with peerless high school beauty in the shopping mall. I don’t want to imagine what would happen if I was still in my previous body. But I assure you, if that happened, I would be in jail before tomorrow.
“How many people are in this city?” I asked.
“More or less around 17,00 people” Aunos, answered. It’s less than what I was expected.
We arrived at a store called Treasure Trove. Yes, the Treasure Trove. It’s the underwear shop. Or was it lingerie? I've never bought one before, but I heard the difference is the price. I took in a lungful of air. Yup, it’s peach.
Walking inside I noticed my brother had decided to wait in front of the store. You should come in with us, you know? The chance of a virgin to enter this holy land is practically zero, you know? Take all the chances you got, man!
I walk directly to the closest table that was filled with lots of fluffy and lace things. Is the scent in the air coming from those panties? I pick one up and sniff another lungful.
"Kuro-Chan, that’s not how you select them” Pristia giggled. Then she went to get the attention of one of the employees.
Somehow the smell of panties calms my mind. Thus, in order to detoxify the pheromone poisoning, I wear panties on my head and start the old Lamaze breathing technique. “Hee Hee Hooo... Hee Hee Hooo... Hee Hee Hoooooo”
“How can I help you?” A beautiful looking employee addressed us. Hee Hee Hooo.
“Yes, please measure her size and help her select the underwear.” My sister asked her. Hee Hee Hooo.
“That’s not how you wear it, little miss.” With a strained smile, the staff removed the holy object from my head. Hee Hee Hoo. Don’t worry miss, I got money. I’ll buy it. I thought while feeling a bit dizzy. Thinking back, I am going overboard here. However, with everything so overwhelming, this is my only method to keep my sanity in check.
After a bit of tickling here and there by the measuring tape, Ms. Strict-Employee lead us to ... the kid’s section.
It seems the selection fitted for my size is quite lacking.... especially panties. There are only three types of panties I can choose, bear patterns, blue stripes, and plain white to select. I bought three pieces each.
About the top piece undergarment, there was a much larger variety to choose from. Maybe it’s because of so-called “D cup” exclaimed by the staff who measured me. My sister was happily helping me decide what would go well with my limited choice of panties. She also taught me how to wear them, though I moaned a little when she touched my weird places.
After finishing with picking out my new clothes, I walked to the cashier while holding basket filled to the brim with mankind’s hopes and dreams.
The two price tags of what I am just currently wearing are also inside the basket. The cost of nine pairs of panties is 93 credits. By the way, bear patterned ones cost one credit more than others.
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About the top pieces, I just took whatever my sister throws at me. I believed in her tastes. Due to that, I purchased not only bras but also something else I don’t know what the name is. Are they called camisole or sleeping wear? Sadly, there are no sexy garter belts my size.
I bought a total of 14 top pieces of undergarment that cost me 287 credits. It looks costly, but it was worth every penny for me.
When we left the shop, my brother offered to help me carry the bags, but I politely declined. I don’t want my precious items to mix with pig food.
The next shop we visited is the clothes store. As always, my big brother coolly waits in front of the shop.
When we enter the shop, I tried to make a beeline for the jersey section. However, my sister dragged me in a different direction. Have you tried jerseys before? They’re comfortable, you know?
After that, I found I had become my sister’s dress up doll. Seeing my older sister happily teach me how to wear these strange costumes, I couldn’t bring myself to refuse. Even so, sometimes she looked far too happy.
After an uncountable repeat of trial-and-error experiments, My sister and I agreed to five sets of dresses. Only the one dress that I am wearing is a white one piece that came with a small hat. The other 4 I don't know the name of. However, due to my sister vehemently insisting, all of them are skirted. It seems I am cursed to live with an airy lower part.
The pajama selection was even worse. The selection my sister chose for me is like I'm cosplaying as some sort of fluffy animal. Duck pajamas, rabbit pajamas, cat pajamas, bear pajamas, unicorn dog pajamas, and last but not least a pair of flying pig pajamas. I tried to reject her selections but when I saw my sister insisting with tearful eyes, I gave in. Well, she is the first person in my life that has been kind to me, so I don't want her to cry.
It’s 469 credits for five sets of women casual wear and six sets of pajamas, they seemed a bit expensive compared to the holy items I previously purchased. However, my sister said that it was cheap.
The next things we bought were shoes. I preferred the most comfy ones. However, my sister still insisted on a cute pair, so I had to buy both. The comfortable one cost is 43 credits while the adorable one cost is 38 credits. I want to buy some socks. For the reason that your guys might already know, but it wouldn't match with the gladiator and sandal types of shoes I just bought.
From the start, I paid a total of 930 credits. I've used a fifth of my fortune on clothing, huh? It makes me wonder why holy items are the cheapest among them. It seems I arrived in the world of blasphemy and heresy.
Before we left the shop, I saw a three-man group talking to my brother, so I focused on their conversation to hear what they were saying.
“.... You won’t be lucky next week.” It is what their leader said before they left. Are you threatening my brother? I carefully remember each of them down to their scent.
“What happened?” My sister who also seems to have noticed the event asks my brother.
“Nothing” Is what he said, but I could smell shame and fear coming from him. 'It’s ok son. If you decide to shut yourself in, I will help you set up a room with my 30 years of experience.
However, if something happens to my sister, I will slowly break and tear apart those guys piece by piece and suck on their bone marrow as a snack.' I thought while staring at the back of those three.
The shop we visited next looked like an electronics shop. Even so, calling this shop an electronic shop would be wrong. Why? Because I just realized that equipment in this world isn’t powered by electricity!
Instead of electricity, they use magical energy to drive those devices. They even have scientific rules and a unit equivalent to Watts, Joules, and Planck constant. Of course, the full name is magical energy or Magicka, but the people on this world shortened that to just “energy” because it’s the only kind of energy they use here.
“The device powered by the user is more expensive than the one powered by monster cores, but you will need to replace the monster core when it’s depleted.” My brother patiently explained the concept of magic devices to me. Yes, as you noticed magic devices also got shortened to just “device”.
There are a lot of devices arranged neatly on row after row of shelves. I walked to one of the counters and looked at a device that looked like a silver desert eagle handgun rotating by itself in a display case.
Adventurer grade attack assisted Device
Model: DE-50-X
Assist Power: 1.4 GSops
Capacity: 2.200 KJuiz/spell
Gain: 88 dP
Price: 6,800 Credits
Warning: Gun type device can only cast single point spell. Casting Area of Effect (AoE) spells through this device may cause an explosion.
Manufacture by: PMS & ED Corporation
It costs more than what I had. And what nonsense are GSops, KJuiz, and dP units? More importantly, who in their right mind would name themselves PMS & ED!?