Bizzare Tales Of My Mysterious Pet Shop

No kidding! That woman is literally a walking jewel box from tip to toe. From the texture of her shiny fabric, I can tell even if I sell my two kidneys I still wouldn be able to afford it. Her fur scarf was made of real white tiger beasts skin which are very rare in this whole planet.

Her small fluffy fingers were stuffed with colourful jewel rings with fitting jade and amber stones, and her diamond pendants golden chain was deep lost in the folds between her indistinguishable thick neck and double chin.

But despite how lavished she looked, the thing which surprised me the most was her small pet, a piglet resting in her arms. She was funnily dressed in ribbons and a frock filled with frills. There was no doubt how bad it looked on her, but then again, rich people just care about showing off their riches, don they?

Anyway, I kept my gaze down on the floor as a sign of respect since it felt the appropriate action to do right now.

After a half an hour heated argument with her bodyguards, the lady finally decided to approach me.

”And who might this beggar be? ” Those were here first words she said upon our first impression.

I am well aware of my poor financial conditions, but still, that doesn give her the right to call me a beggar! I have something called as self-pride too you know!

This time, I didn hesitated to lift my face and battle an eye for an eye with her. Her already huge eyes bulge out even more from my bold display of disagreement. The bodyguards once again stepped forward to probably eliminate me right at this moment because of my insolence, but the lady raised her jiggling hands on time making everyone halt at their position.

”Such audacity… Tell me. What are you doing here? ” Her temper was unexpectedly very calm. Was she trying to act nice? Who knows…

But since shes talking to me nicely, I guess it wouldn hurt for me to act nice as well.

”Thats something what I would like to ask you Madam. What are you doing here in front of my shop? ”

For strange reasons, the bodyguards were on the verge to blast out again. But why? I did said Madam, didn I? You can expect me to be an English scholar gentleman when you are in the Downtown region. Guns and money is the language that works here.

Tired from these dogs who gets agitated over every small things, I looked at the miss holding her asleep piggy. Not trying to be rude, but appearance wise they shared quite a resemblance, especially her nose.

It seems the lady too was frustrated from her overly-protective underlings that an exhaustive sigh escaped her mouth as she called an old man with fed up eyes. Hearing her loose command, the man took his time reaching us and bowed down upto ninety degrees to hear her next command.

Damn! Doesn his back hurts?! Being an idiot, that was my prior concern at the moment.

It seems the magic barrier of noise cancellation was activated again as I could only see their lips fluttering now. I rolled my eyes in disappointment and looked around to pass my time for the meanwhile when suddenly a very loud yell shifted my attention back to the front.

”I absolutely forbid you from doing that milady! ” The old man was firmly denying something which the lady asked of, I guessed.

And once again the curtain of silence was closed upon me. Sigh, is that chump messing with me? I have work to do you folks…

As I saw their drama turned mute again, I noticed the piglet was finally getting awake. Quite a deep sleeper, aren you?

At first she yawned, then our eyes met. She blinked her eyelids twice and eventually she went back to her sleep again. *What A Bother.* Were the last thing she said upon my sight..

And I was like WTF?! Now even pigs consider me as bothersome, GREAT!

I felt so annoyed that now I didn even cared how many bodyguards there were. I tilted my head sideways to loosen my tense body and without giving it much of a thought, I simply walked away to my store as I noticed guards were too focused in the fight.

Their blank expression with a drop of sweat hanging around their chin with pressed lips was enough to tell me how embarrassing it was for them everyday. And I definitely agreed with that.

She may look rich, but won act rich. Poor brat.

I streched my arms with a wide yawn as I got welcomed by various telepathic greetings of my animals. They were curious to know what was going outside, and since now all I had to do is to take care of them anyway, I decided to recite the whole drama to them.

*Oh my! Could it be theres finally someone wholl adopt us?!* A white female alligator, whom I called Sufi said telepathically with excitement as I cleaned her cage.

*Don be silly Sufi. I am sure there must be an another reason why they came here. Did you asked why when you were there, Sylvain?* Marks, a beast parrot, response kinda pierced through my heart.

”Ah…I did went to ask that only, but like I said, they didn gave me any chance to speak up. So… ” I nervously smiled while still focused at my work.

*Tch! Why am i not surprised?* His bitter remark was enough to make my jaws clench.

Mark is one of the smartest pet in my store, who not only can speak and understand human language, but can also trick them effortlessly!

I never dare to mess with him, not because I am afraid of him, ahem!, but because it would be waste of my time and energy if I began arguing with him.

Fine, just this once. Ill admit hes smarter than me. Period.

”Phew! All done! Hey Sufi, are you satisfied with my work? ” I turned around towards Sufi who was waiting outside the cage patiently for me to clean it up.

Yes, thats correct. One of my perks of this magic is that I can easily befriend beasts. Strangely, my this skill doesn work that effectively on normal animals like Kenyon, but I guess thats still okay. I was born with less mutations in my genome, thus the low magical abilities. But despite that, it still doesn stop me from taming any beast because what I am actually very good at is communication via telepathy than hypnotism unlike others.

Sufi, who has been gossiping with Mark, finally gets to notice my hardwork. She excuses herself politely to properly examine her room and with a slight nod she praises me with her cute smile.

*Thanks Sylvain, you did Great!* Her honey sweet voice was enough to make my day jolliest. As her name suggests, shes like a pure saintess who cannot tolerate any litter in her cage-room. Shes one of my favourite pets in this whole store.

*Ill try my best to provide you the best home ever possible.*

Oops! I accidentally said it out aloud in my thoughts. Thankfully, she didn noticed it as she was still busy examining the corners of iron bars. But my relief didn last long as I watched Mark snickering behind my back.

*What? You think i am not capable enough?!* I angrily asked to which his snickers burst into boisterous laughter.

…This punk!

I silently approached his hanging cage and by the time he could notice me, I immediately ran away after shaking his cage vigorously.

*Hows that? You sucker!* For no apparent reasons, I was smiling like a mischievous child.

I ignored his rap of complaints and returned to my desk while whistling an old song when suddenly the chime of my door ringed as someone entered.

HOLY MOLY! It was the same millionaire!