Chapter 897: Clever Little Paimon: Ying, let's go sell Hu Luobo at the Tenshukaku

When I throw out a question mark, it's not me who has a problem,

it's you who has a problem!

Hu Luobo isn't a watermelon—when has it ever been about being "guaranteed ripe"?

You're not here to pick a fight, are you?

Thinking of this possibility, little Paimon put her hands on her hips, getting annoyed.

"I say, you couldn't possibly be…"

Before she could finish, a burst of hearty laughter cut her off.

"Haha, just kidding—pack up however many you have!"

Thoma waved his hand, laughing as he spoke.

He just wanted to tease this floating little thing.

"Ying, pack them up for this guy!"

Little Paimon rolled her eyes at Thoma, thoroughly unimpressed.

If you're buying stuff, then buy stuff—why pull this stunt?

Since you've gone and said it like that!

Then don't blame her for "fleecing the big spender"!

Still, Ying-mei kindly gave him a heads-up.

"Are you sure you want however many we have, all packed up?"

"Mm!"

Thoma waved his hand, not paying it much mind.

It's just a pile of Hu Luobo on the ground, right?

200 Mora a stick—at most it'd only be a few tens of thousands, no big deal!

He could still afford that much!

"Understood!"

Seeing the other party so generous, Ying-mei was now reassured.

Since the other party had made such a request, she couldn't very well not oblige.

So she began chanting the spell once more.

"HORARECHUCHUPARERO~!"

The words had barely fallen

when stall 017 was suddenly covered in a huge expanse of Hu Luobo.

So many that they even buried their feet.

One could well imagine just how many there were.

"Th-this many?"

Seeing an orange sea spread across the ground, even Thoma was stunned!

There had to be several thousand sticks, right?

Good lord!

He'd walked right into a trap!

If only he hadn't talked so big!

"How about it, enough? If not, I can conjure up a few more for you."

"No no no, that's plenty, plenty!"

Thoma hurriedly waved his hands.

This much he could still handle,

but if another few thousand came along—ten thousand even—

he'd be done for.

"Two thousand Hu Luobo, forty thousand Mora in total!"

Little Paimon said with a beaming smile.

"Here!"

Thoma sighed and took out a large bag of Mora.

Never thought that stepping out for a bit would end up buying this many Hu Luobo!

This whole affair…

But thankfully the Kamisato family had plenty of people,

so this many Hu Luobo shouldn't be much of a problem.

"Come again next time!"

After pocketing the Mora, little Paimon said with a beaming smile.

At first she'd thought the guy had come to pick a fight.

But now that she looked at it,

how was this picking a fight?

This was clearly the God of Wealth himself!

Here to bring them money!

She'd been hawking for ages and only sold a few hundred sticks,

but in one go she'd sold two thousand!

Indeed,

Still, robbing the rich is faster money!

"Let's talk about it next time!"

Thomas weakly waved his hand.

From now on, he would definitely not make big claims anymore.

But it wasn't his fault.

Who knew the other side could produce so many Hu Luobo?!

"Hehe, Ying, let's move to a different stall!"

After Thomas left, Little Paimon suddenly suggested.

"Where to?"