Chapter 3
Chapter 3
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Omniscient Sales Perspective
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“Ah…….”
With a dry groan, he barely pried open his eyelids.
He’d had a nightmare.
No, actually, it was a truly happy dream.
He’d just realized absentmindedly in the dream that this wasn’t right.
In the dream, he was riding an oriental-style dragon, wriggling majestically.
He’d loved it so much that he’d shouted without thinking.
‘Breath…!’
Only when blue flames welled up in the dragon’s mouth did he realize this was a dream.
And that if it unleashed that breath, Seoul would be in crisis.
From that moment, he battled the dragon.
The dragon trying to breathe fire, and him trying to stop it.
Of course, the fight ended more easily than expected.
A summoned monster could never beat its master, after all.
That was the rule, the natural order.
“Phew…….”
Relief and a sense of accomplishment welled up at the thought of saving Seoul once again.
[Title: Everyone, live gratefully for today too][Author: IWantToRaiseADragon]
I saved the world again..
I really worked hard at it, so everyone, spend your day thankful for the safety of this world..
-Another day has dawned..
-Yeah yeah, arigato, you idiot.
-I’ll be watching to see how far this concept goes.
-lmao so cute
This was so unfair.
He wanted to prove it, but he couldn’t.
Of course, he could if he tried, but he hated the hassle.
Fame was only good as long as anonymity was guaranteed. He didn’t want to deal with crowds of people.
Squish.
Lost in such trivial thoughts, he stroked Molrang beside him.
For reference, Molrang was the slime he’d summoned the day before yesterday.
Squelch.
He couldn’t resist that soft, chewy texture, so he’d given it a name.
Calling it “Hey!” all the time when they were living together felt too heartless.
Of course, he was viewing Molrang entirely from a material salesman’s perspective.
Squish.
It was just merchandise. Merchandise.
“Heh heh…….”
Squelch.
Blinded by affection, sobbing his eyes out after sending Molrang away…
‘Molrang…! Don’t go…!’
He was certain such a lapse in professionalism would never happen.
…Probably.
Anyway!
Molrang—or rather, the pudding slime—had solid merchandise potential.
‘First off, it’s insanely fluffy.’
Holding it while sleeping gave ultimate comfort. Just petting it filled him with happiness.
And that wasn’t all—its temperature regulation was top-notch!
Sleeping environments were like that, weren’t they?
Getting the temperature just right was as tricky as dialing in a shower’s hot water.
Molrang solved that perfectly.
When he got hot, it cooled itself down. When he got cold, it warmed itself up.
“There’s no better pillow than this thing.”
In a modern world flooded with nonstop dopamine.
Its fallout meant tons of people suffered from sleep deprivation.
If he could commercialize Molrang, a flood of wealth would pour his way.
“Ehehe…….”
Molrang?
Of course, it was still a distant pipe dream, closer to empty hype.
He had a truckload of problems to overcome.
First off, non-hunters couldn’t raise monsters.
Obviously.
[20XX Darwin Award: The End of a Man Who Illegally Bred Monsters]
[A fatal accident in Seongnam, Gyeonggi Province, where he was eaten by the Nepenthes (carnivorous plant) he was raising…]
Past incidents had left their lessons.
Monsters were monsters, no matter how cute. If something went wrong, a regular person couldn’t handle it.
Molrang was cute now, but it could turn into a man-eating slime on a whim.
‘Killing it and selling it as a slime ball might work, though…’
Would it keep its current elasticity and temperature control after death?
No way to know yet.
Setting aside those miscellaneous issues, his ability itself was a problem he needed to solve.
‘I still don’t get the exact activation conditions….’
He’d tried every method that came to mind.
He’d given his all, but he still couldn’t control it perfectly.
Even trying to summon a new pudding slime right now…
Molrang…?
“Sigh. Nope.”
Nothing happened.
But summons in dreams always succeeded without fail.
He hypothesized it as ‘manifestation of desire.’
To summon a monster, he needed overwhelming desire—enough to override the world’s rule that ‘monster summoning is only possible inside gates.’
Desire strong enough to dream that monster into being because he wanted it so badly.
‘Anyway, I need to master it quick.’
He had to handle the ability as fast as possible. Money was the root issue.
[Current Balance: 20,104 won]
Damn, money again. He had no choice but to earn some.
“Crisis… crisis….”
Until recently, he’d lived a life of ‘Investing? What’s that?’
His earnings from material porter work were substantial, beyond meager.
And money had a way of burning holes in pockets proportional to what you had.
He’d earned like a prime minister and spent like a dog, so he couldn’t adjust to a part-time wage overnight.
He had visited a few places looking for work.
‘Did you get your parents’ permission? Even setting that aside… I don’t think so.’
But he’d been flatly rejected.
Reason: too young. Even though his core was a sturdy adult male.
Fair enough. How could this cute appearance belong to an adult?
Look at himself in the mirror.
Big eyes dotted with red pupils like ripe berries. Snow-white skin like fresh rice cake, and soft baby fat still clinging to his cheeks.
Just looking sparked protective instincts. Was this how narcissists were born?
After topping up his daily self-esteem in front of the mirror, he logged into the monster forum and posted.
[Title: (Question! Question!) What do I feed a pudding slime?][Author: IWantToRaiseADragon]
(Photo of a blue pudding slime)
Couldn’t find anything online… Does anyone know?
Molrang had shrunk a lot since the beginning.
It was the result of not feeding it. It spat out whatever he gave, leaving him frustrated.
Fortunately, comments poured in soon after.
-Is this for real? You’re actually raising one?
ㄴ(Author): Yeah. Is that not allowed?
ㄴㄴNo, it’s not that. Just never seen anyone raise a pudding slime before.
-For real a pudding slime? How’d you get it?
ㄴ(Author): Uh… Is it that rare?
ㄴIt’s the rarest slime around.
ㄴ(Author): So does it sell for a lot?
ㄴㄴNah. Hardly anyone buys live slimes..
-GodOfBreeding: Try mana stones? Monsters that picky with food usually eat those fine.
ㄴ(Author): Oh… Thanks! Your nick’s unique, haha.
ㄴGodOfBreeding: It doesn’t mean anything weird;
Mana stones, huh.
He remembered having a few left in the drawer.
Sold as a last resort before starving, to buy rice—emergency funds.
Rattle.
Huh? Why only three…?
Oh, right.
Lately, he’d been craving sweets like crazy.
Cash short, so he’d sold a few mana stones to order desserts a couple times.
His energy drain from ability training played a part.
With his brain pumping out female hormones nonstop, he couldn’t resist.
Up to that point, it was understandable.
But only three left…
Guilt creeping in, he slipped his hand in and pulled one out. No way he’d known.
“But… they were tasty.”
Probably the happiest moments in the world.
The destructive power of sweet foods on a little girl’s dainty tongue was immense.
At least he hadn’t touched mala tang. Otherwise, zero left.
“Sigh.”
He picked up a mana stone. His slender hand trembled.
Was it right to give this to Molrang? When he was on the verge of starving…!
Molrang!
Molrang’s eyes sparkled. Those big, irresistible puppy eyes poured down on him.
No helping it. He tossed the stone to it.
!!!
Molrang leaped energetically and snapped it up. Digestion was instant.
“…Tasty?”
Seeing it so happy, his hand reached for another stone.
Ah, no, he couldn’t. He’d really starve.
Oblivious to his plight, Molrang gulped down the second stone.
“Screw it.”
The last one went the same way.
Molrang looked satisfied, smiling happily. Sparkling powder floated over its sky-blue surface.
Now that he looked, it seemed a bit bigger?
Yeah, as long as it was happy.
Even from a pure salesman’s view, keeping the merchandise in top condition came first.
Now all he had left was Molrang and this rooftop room.
In this situation, he had only one option.
“Guess I’ll have to hit a gate……”
No choice but to head back into gates for minimum funds.
**
“Any leads on the cause?”
“Sorry. We couldn’t even pinpoint the mana source….”
Lately, folks at the Central Gate Management Bureau were run ragged.
From a massive dragon to a grotesque undiscovered monster.
Both had popped up out of nowhere in central Seoul, then vanished just as suddenly.
“You’re sure it wasn’t illusion magic?”
“Yes. That much is certain. All the detection experts agree.”
Not illusion magic meant they were real monsters.
That pointed to one possibility, but the bureau chief shook his head.
‘No one’s ever succeeded in summoning high-rank monsters before.’
No record in any history.
Possible some hunter had become the first, but…
‘Firsts’ were hard to accept without ironclad proof.
“Maybe a gate opened in the sky?”
“We’re investigating that angle. Results should be in soon.”
“Whatever it is, prioritize minimizing civilian harm.”
“Yes, sir.”
Bzzz.
Alone in his office now, the bureau chief sank into thought.
“…….”
If.
If monster summoning had truly been done by a specific hunter.
He hoped that power resided in someone good-hearted.
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