《Cliché cliché the classic cancer cliché》Rewrite:14

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Dominic POV

My sister was being annoying as usual today. Although that needy little girl was refusing to talk to me, she still thanked me for the meal as per usual.

Now that I think about it, I guess we're running out of delicious things. The longma meat had ran out quite sometime ago, and recently it had been plain old sunnysideups with scrambled eggs, or just bread and hot chocolate. Though the three of them with the newly added Usagi had a relief expression whenever I served normal meals. I guess it must be their way of hiding their dissatisfaction with my cooking? No way?!

I have to make something grand for dinner.

Heading off to the fishmongers stall in the wet market, I told him that I would like "The big one"

That was a code word, for people to enter the underground world of the academic city.

And the fishmonger? Was one out of the many gate keepers there were out there.

The underground world is literally the dark side of the city, built underground. Where mafias, gangs and criminals go hide.

I was led through to the back , as a hidden trap door was lifted up.

"Not sure what a kid is doing down there, but keep safe alright?" the fishmonger told me. As expected, he was actually a kind hearted man. At least towards youths, I could tell.

And hence, I slowly walked down the extremely long staircase. Halfway through, I jumped down and ran to the tunnel which was the entrance of the underground world.

What was I here for? Well my source ( pitza123) has informed me of a delicacy I was unable to lay my hands on even in the god realm was being sold here.

Through the entrance, there was this centre plaza area. Where you could see many things, and today, there was a grand slave trading auction held in the middle of it.

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I looked towards the stage, and noticed a naked bunny girl trapped in the cage. Along with many other slaves. I took a good look.

Thanks for the meal.

And went my own way.

I stood ahead of a butcher's located inbetween three different drugs and weapon stores.

He looked at me with a disintrested look.

"What'dya want kiddo" he said.

"You know, the really really good one." I said.

"Oh. Over here we have the dragon..."

"No, the REALLY good one" I said, cutting him off.

"..."

"come in" he said.

And as I entered, the shutters closed behind me.

"I'm not sure where you got wind of this, and I won't ask why since we're both professionals, but here" he beckoned.

As he lifted a viel covering golden meat.

The meat was literally golden, and gave off a pleasent aura. It wasn't that big, probably around 20killograms at most.

But to my suprise, the meat weight 200killograms on the weighing scale.

"This is heavenly ox meat. You heard me, its from the goldly realm. Let me show you something" he said.

A single drip of water was dropped on a very very small piece of meat. And instantly, it expanded in size. From the size of a leaf, to the size of some Dictionary.

"So..." he begun.

"5million" I said. Cutting him off

"Then I'm.." he replied.

"per kg" I cut him off again with a smile.

And with that, the meat was now located inside my inventory. Just the thought of eating into such a juicy delicacy brings a smile to my face.

With that, my mission was complete.

Once again, I hummed happily as I walked through a back alley towards the main center square again.

I noticed some bunch of hooligans infront of me. With knifes and guns along with the other usual stuff.

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"Hey kid. My boss wants something you just bought, so if..."

I didn't even bother to let him finish talking.

I was in a good mood, so I simply walked passed him. In which it left him awkwardly talking to the air.

"Don't you dare Ignore me!" he screamed like some hot headed female character.

I lifted my leg up gently, and his body went flying into the others. Not dead I hope. I dubb thee mobcharacter1.

Mobcharacter1 suprisingly stands back up.

His subortinates begun shooting. So I kicked the concrete floor below me, allowing the fragments to hit their heads. I didn't really feel like killing today you know? Bah whatever.

I left the alley with a pile of people with their heads burried in the walls or the floors.

I didn't kill them, if they die of blood lost its their own problem. Man, I'm such a saint. I should be like the pope of the potato religion.

"And for our final slave!"

"We have a virgin I emphasise VIRGIN rabbit girl. Now then, who wants this?" the slave trader announced loudly.

I took a good look at her bottom this time.

Then, I noticed a moon shaped birthmark on her ass.

Damn. Indra should really treat his followers better. Added on to that... she really looks like Usagi.

Damn.

This is going to be a pain in the ass.

"10 million" I called out.

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