Because I’m a Weapon Shop Uncle Volume 1 Chapter 4
Chapter 4: The Uncle and the Pet
Life is full of twists and turns.
The closer you get to my age, the more unnecessary emotions you get.
This morning, when I was half awake and half dreaming, God appeared to me and asked:
“Do you want to became a passer-by?”
I nodded my head enthusiastically, then fell asleep once again until I was called up by Elan.
If you think about it closely, God seemed to be saying, “Dream on” right?
What a prideful God.
Well, even without God, if all I do is watch the heroes, I will become a passer-by.
“Elan! Today we’re going to go buy a pet!”
Suddenly, Elan’s face almost burst with happiness.
Shaking with happiness, her hands grabbed my sleeve.
She must have thought that I was doing this to fulfill her childish wish to have a pet, but in fact it was not. Sorry, little Elan, I have ulterior motives.
If I’m going to wait here for the hero to appear, I have to forget about the world from where I was reincarnated, and live a peaceful villager’s life.
According to my observations, most of the residents in this village here keep pets.
For example, kittens and puppies.
I’ve already gone through much contemplation. If a leave the Weapons shop to go to the Flower shop for a while, Elan will have a playmate. And if the situation arises, a large dog can also serve as a protector for her.
Because it’s mainly for Elan, we’ll buy it based on her preferences.
Well given that it’s Elan, she may like cats. That’s fine too; I have nothing against cats.
However, Elan passed by all the lazy and cute kittens.
“That one, I want that one.”
After looking around, Elan, who was hiding behind me, nodded her head towards a caged creature.
Let me see….
Silver moonlight colored fur, clean white teeth, black jewel-like eyes, long ears and large face, and a body a little smaller than a horse. I looked at Elan with gentle eyes. I must admit, this creature is indeed very beautiful compared to others of its kind.
But, this is a donkey, isn’t it?
However I look at it, it’s definitely a donkey, besides the silver fur being rather rare. In fact, in my previous world there was a person who wrote about how he and a silver donkey played together. A story of hand and hoof brothers. However, the silver donkey was not a specialty of this world either.
“Why did you choose this small donkey?”
I smiled at Elan and asked.
“Be, because the little hairball looked very lonely, just like, just like how I was before I met brother. That’s why, that’s why I thought…”
She was already completely sobbing.
At this point, I can’t just not buy it.
I looked at the donkey.
The donkey, with a treacherous triumphant look on his face, smiled at me with its two row of teeth exposed.
Not buying! No matter what, not buying!
“Please save Mr. Hairball!”
Elan’s hand pointed at the donkey and at that moment, tears began to leak out of the donkey’s eyes, and its hoof strummed at the cage bars.
It had a sad and contemplative look, as if lamenting all of his life experiences.
Actor, this guy is such an actor.
If the Oscars existed in this world, this year’s winner might be this donkey.
Elan tightly hugged my legs.
Thinking of her confused expression when she first came to my home, I caved.
After all, she was able to get past those painful memories and help those in the same situation.
Elan’s growth must absolutely be encouraged.
“Fine, in the future, you’ll be called Little Hairball.”
Little Hairball put away the treacherous face, and meekly bowed its head.
It really is a smart donkey. If after I had said we were going to buy it it gave me that sly look, I would have immediately taken Elan and left. However, since it decided to obediently bow his head, this showed that at essence it wasn’t a bad person.
However, the pet shop owner was the complete opposite, a total villain.
Seeing through Elan’s liking toward Little Hairball, the price was set very high.
Two gold coins!!
A fine silver knife was sold for five silver coins. In other words, twelve of these knives were exchanged for this scheming donkey.
Can it be that the knives I make are not even up to the standard of this donkey?
And if I bargain, I’m bound to bring up the bad characteristics of Little Hairball, which will definitely make Elan unhappy.
Well, it’s at this time when you have to act like a gentleman.
I took out two gold coins and placed them in the smirking owner’s hands, then gracefully transferred the reins into Elan’s hands.
Little Hairball’s treacherous smile must have been learned from the owner.
Elan happily wiped off her tears and snot, even though she used her sleeves. I’ll have to do laundry again when we get back. Maybe this time I should let Elan wash it herself.
She had a red nose, but her smile was a genuine treasure. In that case, the two gold coins were well spent.
Elan gently kissed Little Hairball on the nose. I gently hit it on the butt.
The latter grunted softly.
The silver fur is actually kind of comfortable.
Although it is a pet, it’s also equipped with a saddle and reins. If in the future Elan goes out to play, it can be considered a good mount. In case of danger, she can escape. After all, the donkey might be even smarter than Elan.
Although I would like to say that was a good harvest, now I have to make the stable and fences, collect hay, and buy fodder and fur cleaning supplies. These things are what I must do as uncle.
But since I’m also good at carpentry, I’ll definitely make the most beautiful stable.
Ok! Now I am a proper villager!