
Before hunting, Paijo and Babanyu decided to go to an accessories store first to buy a mask. Paijo initially refused on the advice. In addition to not having the money to buy it, according to Paijo mask is not the equipment needed for now. Even if there is an additional status of the face cover fixture it still will not make much impact. But after Babanyu explained at length the reason that was the result of what Paijo had done the day before, Paijo began to think logically.
Actually Paijo difficult to believe every Babanyu's words about the effects of his actions yesterday because he felt what happened was too exaggerated. Paijo assumes that what he did to the Little Hell Pig horde was only the result of a simple calculation and useless equipment that had long been hidden in the warehouse of Safe Farm.
Paijo never thought if his actions would become a trending topic on AZTube with a total audience of over a billion and still growing. Especially with a dozen million viewers who liked it and more than a hundred million times commented. Almost all of the comments expressed admiration and distrust for what they saw.
After seeing the video that was uploaded by a famous AZTuber named Lukman, Paijo immediately seriously thought of all Babanyu's remarks. Judging from any side Babanyu is true. Going viral is like creating a wall of freedom. Be it on earth or in Gedhetenan Land, a figure who becomes the object of virality will have difficulty in spawning life until the figure is forgotten. Paijo understands this very well. Especially since leaving Aman Farm, many people shouted at him with all sorts of admiration and hope. There were even some guilds who tried to recruit him with the lure of earning big and being made a higher-up. As Babanyu said, all of that is very disturbing and the only way to avoid it is of course by hiding the identity. One of them is by using a mask.
"Well! This is the place! The best accessories store in the city of beginners. Nope. But the best in all Gedhetenan Land" Babanyu said proudly. His voice echoed in Paijo's head.
Paijo's expression turned sour. As his feet stopped stepping at the end of the alley, right in front of a small-sized shop, hesitation instantly exploded in Paijo's mind. Paijo's doubts are reasonable because during the trip to this place Babanyu kept raving about the greatness of the store to be visited. Both the quality, the price is cheap, to the owner who is friendly and kind, and various kinds of goodness that can make anyone listener will feel enthusiastic to come to the store. But the truth is all Babanyu's babbling feels like nonsense now.
"You sure this is the place?" Paijo tried to convince. Wish his new friend was misplaced or forgot where the shop was. "It seems-this place… "
"Hurry in! Don't ask too many questions!" Babanyu cut.
Paijo looked around. If considered carefully, the buildings that flank the alley where Paijo stands now look well maintained and very habitable, there are even some that are two-story. Different from the store in front of Paijo. The front of the building is no more than three meters wide. The brown paint on the walls has been a lot of peeling. While the signboard that says Dodoran above the door looks fragile age edible, no longer coated with paint and has many holes termite bite marks. If you do not pay close attention, no one will ever think if the building is a store.
Paijo had no other choice but to enter the shop before him. Amidst the current situation, Paijo could not get around the city at will. All residents of the city will immediately recognize Paijo when near him. Paijo realized that it was very unfavorable for him. Moreover, Paijo has become a wanted list for the top five races. In other words, Paijo's life will always be threatened wherever he is.
"I don't think I have any other choice." Paijo finally gave up. His steps swung steadily closer to the shop door. "Hopefully there's luck in this place."
Upon entering the shop, the overflowing first impression in Paijo's mind was disappointed. Usually, if anyone recommends something there must be two things behind the recommendation. The first is of course something that works positively, while the second is certainly a person's reasoning for the sake of getting a profit, or commonly known as fraud.
After seeing with his own eyes, Paijo immediately felt cheated by the only friend who now inhabited his body. Paijo felt that way because what was plastered before him could not be called a shop. Perhaps more precisely as a store that has just experienced bankruptcy.
As far as the eye can see, the glass cabinets and shelves attached to the walls are almost all empty and dusty. While some of the equipment such as rings, necklaces, crowns and masks on display look very dull and unkempt. Paijo also believes the dust-clad gear and the cobwebs are just ordinary equipment.
"Quick press the bell that's on the other end. Remember that! First, do it 4 times, then three times, five and last twice. Don't forget to pause a few seconds in each number."
"Is that a code?" ask spontaneously Paijo, realizing that the number of bell presses is not arbitrary numbers.
"It can be said that way. Come fast!"
Paijo. There is no harm in following Babanyu's words now because the way the figure of the Kotostos race talks about this place does seem full of confidence even though until now there is no positive thing that can make Paijo excited. Arriving in front of a wooden table at the end of the room, Paijo directly pressed the bell made of metal on it in accordance with Babanyu's directions.
Not long after, after the final clink echoed throughout the room, the door behind the table opened slowly. From behind it appeared a figure of a creature resembling a human. The shape of his head, hands and feet is like an adult man with dreadlocks and has a long brew. Had Paijo not paid careful attention to the part of his chin adorned with small horns on both corners and his palms that are black and thick like Paijo calluses would have thought the figure as human.
"What do you want?" Asked the dark-black-haired figure. After closing the door, he immediately approached Paijo. The gaze of the figure whose body was twenty centimeters taller than Paijo was sharp. His face was fierce and full of threats. There was not a hint of grin on the corners of his lips.
Instantly Paijo felt depressed. Somehow Paijo felt that there was something in the figure before him that seemed to be giving a strong bang all over his body.
"I-I-I-I look for a mask."
"Mask?"
Paijo nodded quickly. "Yes. To cover my face. The more closed the better."
Without any change in expression on his face, the black-haired figure looked at Paijo without blinking. His gaze grew sharper and his forehead shriveled as if he was thinking of something. "If you just want to find a mask, there's one over there." replied the dreaded figure, his attention moving to the corner of the room next to the door, fixed on a jet-black mask in a glass cabinet.
"Do you have any other collections?" Paijo tried to act as calm as possible. But even so, his words were broken, as if something was blocking his vocal cords to remain silent.
The figure behind the table shook his head. "That's all the mask I got."
"Then, then… "
"Everyone who comes here has to buy something." Suddenly the long-furnished figure brought his face closer to Paijo. His eyes were full of threats. "So you have to buy something from my shop. Otherwise-you'll lose a year of life in this world."
Paijo gulped. He perfectly understood the intent of each speech of the figure in front of him. From his expression that began to be decorated with anger proved that the figure was not joking. "Then-how much does it cost?"
A smile immediately rose on the lips of the Shop Owner. Quickly, he stood up straight again. "Ten million duwit."
"Eh! How many?" Paijo felt that something was wrong with the words of the Shop Owner.
"It costs ten million duwit. You didn't hear it wrong."
There is no mistake here. Neither Paijo's ears nor the shopkeeper's mouth, everything was fine and under normal circumstances. But the problem is that Paijo does not have that much money. In his storage bracelet there was only a hundred duwit, it was also a donation of mercy while on the field a month ago.
Paijo. It was impossible for Paijo to leave without bringing anything. Paijo is also unlikely to bid or judge if the price is very expensive. The reason was of course because of the existence of a figure in front of him that could at any time send him to the afterlife.
"It's not me… "
"What?" cut the Shop Owner. His smile disappeared, while his gaze turned sharply full of threats. "Don't tell me you don't have any money!"
Paijo forced a laugh to slide from his mouth. "That--it seems-you're right."
"It turns out you really want to die." The shop owner was angry. The muscles on his face were bulging behind his angry skin. With one hand, the figure who had lost his temper raised the table in front of him and threw it at the door until it shattered. Not stopping there, also easily, both hands grabbed a shelf cabinet as high as Paijo and again threw it towards the door.
Watching the uncontrollable outburst of anger before his eyes, Paijo moved away slowly. Cold sweat poured down his body. Paijo intends to run, but where to take steps considering the door of the store has been blocked by debris. Even if he could forcefully break through the shop door, his escape would still be in vain because it was certain that the figure before him was of high level.
Paijo tried to stay calm, trying to think clearly and figure out a way to get out of this chaotic situation. According to Paijo, fighting or running away is not an option that can be taken. The only way out is to buy that black mask. But ten million duwit was not something Paijo had ever imagined. Even since setting foot in Gedhetenan Land until this moment Paijo has never kept more than a hundred duwit. So there must be another way for Paijo to still be able to buy the mask? Paijo tried to contact Babanyu, but the figure did not respond.
"What if I buy it another way?" said Paijo fast. His voice was so loud that it echoed throughout the room.
The Shop Owner who had just lifted a wooden box and was about to throw it at Paijo immediately stared. His expression slightly softened. While curiosity began to be reflected in the corners of his eyes.
"What do you mean?" ask the Shop Owner again while putting a wooden box on the floor.
"I mean--I'll buy it with services." Paijo kept a forced smile, trying to melt the tension. "If you need something, maybe I can find it for you. I think it's like that-for example."
Actually Paijo originally spoke and did not expect more than his own words. Because as much as any service Paijo does will still be difficult to cover as much as ten million duwit. Even if you can, it will require a lot of work.
The Shopkeeper approached Paijo. His steps were steady and quick. As if not wanting to lose the best chance that had suddenly appeared before him. The wrath and fury that had previously smothered all over the body vanished unceremoniously and was replaced with a friendly and friendly smile. Arriving in front of Paijo, the Shop Owner thrust his hand as a sign of an invitation to shake hands.
"I agree."