CHAPTER 14.
I Became a Door-to-Door Salesman
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A new week began.
Rosé, who had howled with agony last night, sat at the dining table with a sullen face. Elion, who was serving bread, jam, and milk in turn, glanced at her and spoke up.
“How was your training?”
“The training… “
Rosé recalled the weekend in the mountains. Divine pearl, s*x, peeing, urination, fake divine pearl. Was it just that?
“It was just the same, I guess.”
With a weak smile, Rosé picked up today’s newspaper on the table.
〈Breaking News〉 Tear of the Deity Found at Ruifiri Mountain!
Yesterday around 2 p.m., mercenary Cony Ott (45), who was hiking in Ruifiri Mountain, discovered what is known as the Tear of the Deity near Letley Valley in the east.
As confirmed by Eastern sentiment analyst Austin, it is undoubtedly the tears of the Vermillion Bird who died in the Kingdom of Zhuo 123 years ago due to its red color. The estimated appraisal value is expected to be at least 3,000 phondos or more…
Ugh!
Rosé folded the newspaper sharply and threw it into the trash can. Fake nonsense!
“Miss, are you okay?”
Although Elion asked with a concerned tone, Rosé just gulped down the milk with her angry heart.
At least 3,000 phondos. That meant one bead was worth close to 60,000 sillas.
It was an amount that could remodel the entire Blue Rock Mansion, not only for repairs and interior decoration but also to hire the best gardener and have a deer-shaped lawn.
It flew away.
It flew far away.
“I’m fine, Elion. Haha.”
Rosé forced a big smile. It was a laugh that sounded like she would creak when you pressed her cheeks deeply, like she was broken somewhere.
“Don’t overdo it, Miss. Haven’t you worked hard over the weekend?”
When he mentioned ‘worked hard,’ Elion’s lips twitched as if cramping. Perhaps he was tired from preparing breakfast early.
Rosé took a big scoop of onion soup like she was showing off to Elion that she ate it. Although she felt bitter due to the Tear of the Deity incident, she didn’t want to ignore his efforts in preparing breakfast.
“There’s no meat today?”
Despite that, Rosé asked Elion like a mother-in-law at the table. Elion responded somewhat coldly, avoiding her sharp gaze.
“I didn’t prepare separately since you seemed to have eaten a lot of jerky last time.”
Muttering to herself, Rosé dipped bread into the soup. That darn jerky. She probably didn’t know that her master had eaten it all and got excited.
But there’s no way Elion wouldn’t know. Elion watched Rosé chewing on bread with muddled eyes.
The incident from last weekend was also under his watchful eyes through the shared vision. He did get a bit irritated when the master gasped for breath and almost extinguished the torches.
“Ah, Miss, I threw away the pepper you gave me because it seemed rotten. It seems that mold grew overnight because it was summer.”
“R-really? Well, there’s nothing we can do about it.”
Internally relieved, Rosé drank the remaining milk. Elion watched her, then spoke in a distant, deep voice.
“Sorry for not taking care of it after you’ve been so considerate. If you liked that pepper, I’ll go out and get the same one for you.”
Suddenly, Rosé coughed as if she heard a noise. She grabbed her sore throat and clapped her hands.
“It’s not to my taste! Cough, definitely not. I…I didn’t like it much.”
“Oh, I see. That’s too bad.”
Elion replied politely but did not offer Rosé a glass of water. He chuckled lightly as if saying nothing had happened.
The pepper turned out to be an illegal aphrodisiac sold by an illicit pharmacy. It was a type of aphrodisiac mass-harvested from the Dark Elf’s garden.
It was mind-boggling that she purchased such a thing and left it in her room so brazenly. Just thinking about what could have happened if she had unknowingly eaten it was horrifying.
“What’s your schedule today?”
Elion almost habitually asked Rosé after her coughing fit.
He was going to turn off the shared vision function almost altogether according to her response.
“Um, about today’s schedule…”
Rosé swallowed the bread in her mouth and answered.
“It’s vacation time, so job options are open. That’s why I applied for door-to-door sales.”
Door-to-Door Salesperson
Buys unpopular stock from a nearby store and starts door-to-door sales. With good sales skills, you can not only get promoted but also earn more profit than the cost price.
Contract period: 4 weeks
Salary: Varies depending on the product price
Requirements: Charisma of 100 or higher
She chose to become a door-to-door salesperson upon learning that job options were open while pondering about paying off debts last night.
Unlike other jobs with fixed salaries, the salary of a door-to-door salesperson fluctuated depending on sales skills. It was a good opportunity to test the charisma she had cultivated from absorbing Silvio’s s*men.
“Don’t overwork yourself, Miss.”
Elion snatched the handkerchief from Rosé’s hand and stepped closer to her.
“As I mentioned, you’ve worked quite hard over the weekend.”
Elion smiled behind her ear and straightened his back calmly as if nothing had happened.
Rosé flushed when she felt Elion’s breath. When she was about to retort, her lips twitched. But in the end, she couldn’t say anything.
‘Would Elion know about that? No way.’
Thinking he was just considerate of her again, Rosé awkwardly smiled, touching her earlobe.
“I-I won’t overdo it.”
With that response, Rosé quickly left the dining room, fearing that yesterday’s events would be revealed.
Elion, holding back a fake laugh, tidied up the empty plates. Seeing her unable to contain herself any longer and going outside, he realized that his ‘request’ was indeed an unreasonable one.
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Quaiba Market Management Office.
Rosé widened her shoulders as she looked at the wooden sign engraved with black letters.
The hub of door-to-door sales, Quaiba Market. The second largest market in Bistiman, handling all kinds of goods and has a good reputation among both sellers and buyers.
Above all, it was far from the villa where Duke Silvio lived. It would be nice not to worry about running into anyone familiar for no reason.
Ahem.
Clearing her throat, Rosé cautiously opened the door.
In front of a man who seemed to be the office manager, people were bustling around. They all seemed to be door-to-door salespeople, each holding a bundle in their hands.
I have no choice. Rosé also took out a wide piece of cloth from her bag and stood in line.
“Priest Mason, your sales performance last week was really good!”
“May everyone be blessed by God.”
“Please continue like this today too! Now, here are the new items that just came in today!”
Priest?
Rosé tilted her head out of the line to see the front row. She hadn’t noticed because of a big person, but most of the people in line were wearing priest robes.
“Priest Colin is here too! Your sales were amazing yesterday as well!”
“It’s all thanks to God’s will.”
“Today, we’ll give you twenty more items! Thank you for your hard work!”
The office manager handed out items to the men in priest robes with a chuckle.
Filled with bundles, the priests gathered their hands as if in worship and headed outside. Among them was Priest Ormite who had visited Blue Rock before.
She knew that the disappearance of temples and the priests’ livelihood was at risk, but she never imagined they would all resort to this… no, to become door-to-door salespeople.
As she stared blankly at the priests for a while, the line finally shortened, and it was Rosé’s turn.
The office manager checked Rosé’s name on the list and handed her the smallest wooden box. He was starkly cold, different from when he was dealing with the priests.
“T-Take it.”
“Is this all?”
Rosé asked, pointing to the obviously meager box. The office manager grimaced in annoyance and waved his hand as if to hurry her away.
“What can you do with such a tiny body like a teaspoon? Be grateful if you can sell even one!”
At the office manager’s mocking words, the people behind burst into laughter.
With her face flushed with anger, Rosé quickly put the item from the box into her bundle and fled from the office.
‘Darn it, I can’t sell this!’
Rosé rummaged through the bundle, and as she faced the closed door, she snorted. I have to sell out so that I won’t be ignored anymore!
Conveniently, this was a residential area. A newly developed residential area within Bistiman where shop owners’ families mainly lived. In other words, an upscale neighborhood. Surely someone will buy at least one item.
Rosé bravely took her first step. Along with her narrow steps, the light bundle swayed lightly.
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“We don’t accept peddlers!”
“P-Please just take a look at the items once! Please…!”
Slam!
The door in front of Rosé rudely closed. This marked her thirty-fourth attempt, ending in failure.
〈SYSTEM〉 Ability stats are adjusted due to job activity.
Charisma -5
Morality -8
“Phew.”
Rosé sat down on the stairs and rummaged through the unchanged bundle with her hands for six hours.
What is this… What is this. It was understandable to think of her as a peddler.
「Madame Bovory’s Deviations, Volume 1」
「Children’s Gemstone Ring Set」
「Herbal Juice」
「Wooden Pencil Set」
Even though there was no consistency, it was too much. Besides, Madame Bovory’s Deviations was a highly criticized adulterous novel. She would serve prison time if it was known that she was selling this.
‘If it’s like this, I can’t even price the items….’
It was at that moment when her head dropped in dismay.
“Phew, finally the last house!”
Someone in priestly robes quickly passed by her side. He knocked on the door of the brick home she just went to ten minutes ago.
Rosé turned around and glanced at the man. Holding a large leather bag in one hand, he looked so well-off compared to her, who was carrying a shabby bundle.
Suddenly!
“I definitely told you, no peddlers…!”
“Madam, hello?”
The man raised his eyebrows towards the landlady. The woman, momentarily speechless, smoothed her voice and tucked her hair behind her ear.
“Oh, you’re a priest…”
“Madam, I’m truly sorry for interrupting your rare pleasant evening. I’ve brought some good items to recommend to you. If it’s not too much trouble, may I show them to you for a moment inside?”