The Strongest Guild Kidnapped Me

Chapter 3: Convenience Store Exist In All Kind Of Place

Feeling relieved that I could finally return home, I hastily stood up from my seat, then, without waiting for anything, I took a towel out of my bag and scrubbed the seat thoroughly.

Even as I wiped the chair, the girl kept offering me more food, but after a few rejections, she soon gave up.

After cleaning the chair and was about to sling my bag over my shoulder, I realized my clothes were cleaner than usual.

"Um—"

"Yes?"

"I want to change into my own clothes..."

The clothes I was wearing were luxurious, so much so that it made me feel nervous, If I damaged them, I might have to pay hundreds of thousands of won in compensation.

It was clear that the girl was using these clothes to control me.

"But it's a gift. Don't you want to keep wearing it?"

The girl insisted that I keep wearing the clothes.

She was a dangerous woman. I couldn't let my guard down around.

"I prefer my own clothes."

"Really? Weren't the ones you were wearing a bit too worn out?"

"Yes. But they're my treasure."

To call such tattered and worn clothes a treasure seemed ridiculous, but I had no choice.

I had to climb a mountain to get to where my tent was.

If the clothes got dirty with dust or snagged on branches, it would be the end of my life.

"Okay... Just wait a moment, alright?"

"Sure."

I looked around the hotel while the girl talked to an employee.

In a corner of the restaurant, I spotted the man who had hit me on the back of the head.

"Ah."

Our eyes met.

Startled, I was about to look away when he turned his head first..

'Huh?'

This was the man who always glared at me.

Why was he avoiding my gaze now?

Despite feeling confused, I decided not to dwell on it, as it was better than getting into a conflict.

There was something more important right in front of me.

Empty bottles.

Objects worth between a hundred and a hundred and thirty won each were piled up on a table.

Just picking a few to sell could make me a fortune.

"Wow."

When I was captured by the slave girl, I wondered what would become of me.

But maybe you really do reap rewards after trials.

Swallowing hard, I walked towards the bottles.

I estimated I could fit about four beer bottles in my bag.

Just as I reached for a bottle, I heard footsteps approaching from behind.

Perhaps because of my new animal-like ears, I was very sensitive to sounds.

"What are you doing?"

I only tilted my head back to the sound of the girl's voice.

It felt like being caught stealing precious jewels, even though they were just discarded bottles.