#3

    The owner of the probably Maljo Hwayang Pawn Shop was Ms. Ina, who had some connections as a witch, and she said she had contacted witches she knew to find a witch who was good at healing magic on my behalf.

    However, contrary to my expectations that it would take a considerable amount of time even with her own efforts, Ina succeeded in making contact with a witch who deals with healing arts even though she had only been commissioned for a short time.

    It was a lucky thing for me.

    As with all research, the earlier you start in the treatment field, the higher the chance of success and the better the results.

    I couldn’t even focus on the research I was doing because of the good news that Ms. Ina had given me, so I spent the day counting the days until tomorrow came.

    Ms. Ina seemed like a very punctual person and had a good plan, so I went to her pawn shop at almost 9:00 AM, the agreed-upon time.

    “You’re here.”

    “Yes. You said you found the healing witch.”

    “Yes. Her name is Dorothy. She was originally known as a witch who worked in the United States, but for some reason she ended up living in Korea.”

    “Dorothy… is that you?”

    A witch who worked in America?

    Oh, so then should I speak in English?

    I’m not good at English conversation at all… .

    As I listened to her with a worried face, Ina smiled lightly and shook her head.

    “Don’t worry. If you’re going to live in Korea, you’re probably fluent in Korean.”

    “Is that so?”

    “Yes, it will be.”

    Ha, well. If you can’t even speak Korean, there’s no reason for you to come to Korea and live there, right?

    What Ina said must be right.

    “Then how can I meet Ms. Dorothy?”

    “I can arrange a meeting right away. However… .”

    “Just?”

    “As you know, Ms. Dorothy will expect a price commensurate with your request. That is the rule of witch society. There is no favor without a price.”

    “Yes, I know. While we’re on the subject… , I guess I’ll have to pay Ina-ssi too.”

    “Yes.”

    She nodded as if she had been waiting, and observed me with indifferent eyes.

    Did Ina-ssi also say something indirect about asking for a price?

    Or was she just giving advice to the junior witch as a senior witch?

    Maybe it’s both.

    With that thought in mind, I took out a glass bottle from my bosom.

    What is this?

    That’s right, it’s a elixir that will make you dream happy dreams.

    This is a prototype created by processing the extracted mystery while fighting the Happy Virus with my older sister during the winter last time.

    However, just because it is a prototype does not mean that it is not complete.

    Because I personally conducted clinical trials and confirmed that it was actually effective.

    However, as a mass-produced product, there are some slight defects… .

    The problem was that the materials were too difficult to obtain.

    If I were to consume the mystery left behind by the Happy Virus, would that be the end? No. Surprisingly, that wasn’t the problem.

    If the mystery actually exists, it is possible to replicate it by applying it.

    The problem was that the materials that went into making the Happy Virus mystery were too expensive… .

    Is it because I’m processing high-level monsters?

    … at least not to the level I can handle now.

    For that reason, I currently have three of these leaps!

    I was thinking of passing one of them on to Ina.

    She tilted her head and looked at the glass bottle I had taken out.

    “What is this?”

    “Happy Dreamer.”

    “Happy Dreamer?”

    It was a look that demanded a little more explanation.

    “Do you know the monster called Happy Virus?”

    “Yes. It was the most recent first-class monster that occurred on the Korean Peninsula. I know.”

    “This is a medicine made by processing the mystery obtained while defeating the happy virus.”

    “… … .”

    Even though I had only said this much, she seemed to have already realized the effect of the elixir I had created.

    And I drove the wedge in by telling her about the effectiveness of my proud masterpiece, Happy Dreamer.

    “If you take this before going to bed, you will definitely have happy dreams. And no matter how many hours you sleep, it guarantees perfect quality sleep.

    Even if you sleep for 2 hours, you will feel as refreshed as if you slept for 8 hours. And pleasant dreams are a bonus! ”

    “That’s great.”

    “Right? I’ll give you this in return!”

    The nemesis of modern man, or perhaps the nemesis of all human history, is the elixir that conquers sleep!

    Even if you’re a witch, it wouldn’t be easy to obtain something like this, right?

    “It’s enough for the price. But, it’s a little disappointing.”

    “Yes?”

    “Is it just one bottle? If possible, I would like to buy more.”

    She looked seriously interested in buying more of the elixir I had made.

    Surely, it would be nice to have her make and supply Happy Dreamers on a regular basis, as long as she pays enough for it.

    I’m happy because I make money, and she’s happy because she can sleep well.

    It’s a win-win deal for both her and me.

    “How much do you think you’d pay for it?”

    “Please present it first. The researcher himself would know the witches’ research best.”

    “Um… .”

    The cost of making one pill is approximately 9 million won.

    Considering that the cost of moving from Gaeseong to Seoul was 7 million won, it was a really large sum.

    Do you see why I said mass production was difficult?

    That’s why I found it difficult to readily say this price.

    I’m afraid you might suspect me of being a troll.

    “Please don’t misunderstand. I’m not intentionally trying to sell this elixir at a high price. It’s just that the manufacturing cost is high.”

    “Yes, please speak comfortably.”

    “… … .”

    Considering the 9 million won in raw material costs and the margin including my labor cost… .

    Wouldn’t ten million won be enough?

    Ugh. I feel like my sense of money is starting to get weird.

    Would anyone burn ten million won just to have one happy dream?

    It was a masterpiece that I pulled off with confidence, but thinking back on it, I feel like it wasn’t quite right…

    “One is ten million won… .”

    “I see.”

    Surprisingly, Ms. Ina did not think of me as a scammer and accepted the price I offered as reasonable.

    “I would like to buy about five first. Is that possible?”

    “Da, five pieces!?”

    All of them are worth 50 million won!!

    Ah. Of course, after deducting the cost of materials, the remaining amount is 5 million won… If I had known you would accept it so coolly, should I have asked for a little more? Hmm… Around 12 million won!

    “Right now… It’s difficult. I only have three made. I’ll make the rest as quickly as possible and bring them to you.”

    “Okay. Then let’s buy three first.”

    “Yes! I… . But can I ask you something?”

    “Yes, please speak.”

    “Why would you spend so much money on this elixir? No matter how much I think about it, it doesn’t seem like it’s worth burning 10 million won to get a good night’s sleep… .”

    “Good sleep? Puhhh… .”

    Oh my. I laughed. This woman.

    Were you someone who knew how to laugh?

    “Of course, sleep is important. But, as you said, I don’t spend 10 million won just for sleep.”

    “Yes?”

    “I thought it would help my research. Do you think this answers your question?”

    “Aha… .”

    Was it because of research? … I guess I should have called a little more.

    Should I ask for more now? If I tell them that I really don’t have ten million won left, won’t they give me more?

    Ugh… .

    “Anyway, I’m satisfied with the deal. I’ll arrange a meeting with Dorothy and let you know.”

    “Yep… .”

    “Then let’s meet again then.”

    “Okay.”

    Ugh.

    I should be happy about earning 3 million won, but I feel like I lost money.

    As expected, human greed is endless.

    With that thought in mind, I left Hwayang Pawn Shop.

    #4

    Before the promised day of meeting with witch Dorothy arrives,

    First, Ryu Se-hwa visited my workshop to teach me blood magic.

    She’s thinking of advertising herself as a vampire.

    I came here wearing a jacket that was dark and had an old-fashioned feel.

    No. What black jacket for summer?

    Are you thinking of steaming yourself?

    With that thought in mind, I sent her into the workshop.

    Ryu Se-hwa looked around blankly, as if she had lost her country, looking at my cute and adorable workshop.

    Excuse me.

    Why do you look at other people’s workshops with such eyes?

    “What is it? Is this your first time seeing the witches’ workshop?”

    “… You use such a small workshop? Oh my gosh… … .”

    “Who are you kidding? You really have a bad personality.”

    “If my mother saw this, she would be sad. She would be sad that her beloved daughter is living in such a miserable place.”

    The author who said she was my mother is the vampire Jinjo who made me an elder, right?

    The one who made me into a pretty girl with a farmhouse look!

    If you had thought about it like that, you would have made me a S-class glamorous pretty girl in the city.

    Oh my… .

    “Anyway… . Teach me some blood magic… . Don’t gossip about other people’s workshops… .”

    It’s a precious workshop to me.

    How much money did it cost to decorate this?

    A rich person like you doesn’t know!

    Ryu Se-hwa sighed softly and nodded her head.

    “Okay… I’ll tell you.”

    “Don’t sigh… . It’s my studio rule.”

    “… … .”

    It’s true.

    I just added it. It’s a special rule for Ryu Se-hwa.

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