Meikyuu Toshi no Antique Shop Vol 1 Chapter 2

“Store manager, I’ve brought a customer!”

“They don’t seem to be at the counter… Okay, I hope that you’ll be fine waiting here.”
“Ah, don’t worry about it, it’s fine, no,”

Once the sign was down, propped up against the door, Ms. Body Armor walked away with a “Gachagacha”, and it disappeared into the back of the store.

Sora began to look around the shop they had been brought into forcefully, scared.　The inside of the store is large, but it was completely empty of people.

There seemed to be a wide variety of items instead. Hanging from the ceiling was a guideplate, which could be read to say “Cane”, “Shield”, “Books”, “Potion”, “Ring”, “Brush”, and so on, lined with more products such as “Glasses”.

“This is more close to a miscellaneous goods store.”

A dagger which was in display in a glass case caught Sora’s eye.

The dagger’s tag was bound by a thin thread.

『Good Quality Cursed Dagger.｜From the time of great magician’s later period. It’s a tool used for magic, but it can also work as a physical weapon if needed, as it is tinged with magical power. No conditions required, the price is five hundred, fifty five drops of blood.』And so on and so forth, written in small letters.

Is this the store owner’s commit? When looking around, Sora saw that all of the other items were tagged in the same way, with each having a lengthy explanation.

Sora continued to kill time by looking at all of the odd items, rudely flouncing about, since he was unattended in the store.
“Anyway…”

Sora looked up, inhaling through the nose to check something. Most antique stores have a moldy, dusty smell particular to the store, however this one smelled rather fresh.

“The smell is like a Cypress Tree!”

“Yes. It’s an essential oil from the Far East; it’s efficient as an insect repellent.”
“It certainly smells like I’m in a forest.”

“It also acts as a relaxant!”
“I, eh!?”

Although Soarer thought Whole Body Armor came back, the voice was different. A man with black hair was behind the counter where no one had been prior, and Sora did not notice his entrance.

“Uh, who are you?”

Sora asked autonomously, but when thinking calmly, he is likely the store manager or staff here.

“I’m the owner. I’m called Fujiwara.”

“Welcome to the Good Old Mage’s Antique Shop”

“Because it’s rusting, it could be said that Ms. Anemone is changing clothes.”

“She was originally a seeker, but in this place it’s essentially a uniform. You have to be a hard worker to work here, since you can’t take it off no matter what.” (tl: sorry for so many notes, but it’s confirmed for real- it’s a girl. Store Manager finally used ‘kanojo’, a third person way to refer to a girl or girlfriend. No more pronoun swapping.)

“Is she a girl, as expected?”

While Sora talked with Mr. Black Apron, he held out a towel.

Sora was lost at what to say, unable to comprehend this unaccustomed treatment.

Sora eventually grabbed the towel with a “Thank you very much”.

“Now, what are your orders for today?”

“One Appraisal Request, then?”

Mr. Black Apron is still wearing a bright face.

“Our shop will look at anything retrieved from the dungeon.”

“It’s often misunderstood, but this is a Magic Item specialty shop.”

Such an unexpected reason astonished Sora.

“I see.”

Things like lamps that never go out, like in fairytales, or a good example is a cane that makes meteorites rain down.

I would have to dive deep into the dungeon to get those.

Granting Tools are an ideal for Seekers to find. But, of course, it’s something you need to gain experience to get, as you have to overcome numerous dangers, and it is not intended for fledglings to have on hand.

“Hmm, apparently your sword is quite the antique.”

Surely it’s just a mediocre sword with a strange shape.
It’s stored in a cheap skin sheath as a robbery prevention measure.

However, without even unsheathing it, the clerk still noticed it was a Granting Tool.
At the same time, Sora began to see through his real character.

“This child’s master said that this was a sharp sword he got during his younger days, in the dungeon.”

He put his hand on his chin, considering something, staring at Sora like a predator stares at his prey.

“The thing, is made in the ‘Time of the Supreme Magicians’, latter period, and it’s a… Fire Sword?”

Black Apron sees Sora’s astonished face, and seems to be convinced it’s the correct answer.

“How do you understand such a thing without even touching it?”

When you have knowledge, you can  see.

In this store though, he judged it accurately. When Sora determined this, he removed the sword and placed it on the nearest counter, lowering his head.
“Thank you, somehow please appraise this child.”

Chapter end