Talk About Trading

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Felt knocks on the door two times.

"To the big mouse-

Felt: "Poison."

"To the big whale-

Felt: "Fishing hook."

"To our heroic dragon-

Felt: "Kill it"

The door opens.

Rem's Thoughts:

"So that's how it works? I guess I'll write that down."

Rem pulls her phone out and types that in her virtual diary.

Felt: Sorry for the long wait, Old Man Rom.

She walks in.

"My target was accompanied by some guy, but luckily I managed to escape. It was annoying."

Rem walks in and Old Man Rom looks at her holding her phone but she just hides it.

Rem: "Y-yes?"

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The old man puts a cup of milk for Felt.

Rem's Thoughts: "They have milk here?"

Rem looks at her phone and scrolls through her diary and writes that milk exists here.

Wait, what's the point of writing this down if she's going to go back to that appa stand without her phone saving it. She probably won't remember it, not unless she gets a new checkpoint but it looks like that isn't happening right now.

Rem sees Old Man Rom just petting Felt's head, probably because of that milk she complained.

Rem: "The relationship between both of you seems good."

She sighs.

"I'm not willing to be in a relationship with anyone, but now I feel so lonely after seeing that."

Felt: "Your fierce looking face is the same as Old Man Rom's face, but yet you can say such mushy words.

Rem looks grins a bit.

"I have been bad-mouthed multiple times, which I don't really care anymore, but you compare me for having the same face as this old man..?"

She said it in a very worrying voice.

Felt got a laugh from that.

"I was just exaggerating. Sorry."

"Did both of you gang up to piss me off?"

Old Man Rom was a bit annoyed by both of their comments on him as Felt puts the empty cup down on the table as she looks at Rem.

"Back to the topic"

"So how much are you willing to offer, miss? Asked by Felt.

"We're already getting to the topic with no introduction or what not?"

Rem sighs. "I guess we don't need one since we already know what I'm doing here."

Rem puts her phone down and asks. "Do you have the Insignia though? Before we talk about the price, I want to see the Insignia."

"Duh, Ofcourse!"

Felt pulls out something from her pocket.

"Look!" This little girl shows what she's holding and from what Rem remembers the description of it.

That's the Insignia alright, there's no way it can be anything else.

Felt hands it to Old Man Rom, who inspects it.

He seems convinced of the texture.

Felt looks at Rem.

"There's a gemstone on it. It really took me a lot of effort to steal it, especially that one guy with a sword who kept chasing after me, but eventually I lost him."

Rem's Thoughts:

"She must be talking about Subaru…"

Felt: "So give me a reasonable price and every single one of us here will be happy."

Rem looks across her arms and looks at her.

"I don't have any money."

"A-" Felt: "Then what the point of discussing this??"

Rem raises her hand.

"But!" "I have somethings on me, I may not have any income-

She puts her hand down.

"But I have an item that is worth trading for the Insignia."

She pulls out… her phone.

Rem, from seeing Felt, doesn't look like the kid that likes a situational pen, especially if she already has a knife on her and Rem doesn't know if diamonds are an income here, so she's going to test this with her phone.

"This is what I will be willing to trade with you for the Insignia."

Rem points at it.

"This here is a smartphone. It has many different uses. It can… capture one's previous movements and it can also freeze time!"

Rem couldn't think of a better way to explain a boring cellphone.

Both Felt and OMRom look closer at it.

Felt: "What is that?"

OMRom: "This is my first time seeing it."

Rem clicks on the camera app and she's ready to take a picture of them.

"Please hold still so the magic smartphone can focus it's magical power"

The camera flash is on and the phone took multiple shots, which Rem didn't notice it was on.

After it was done, Felt rubs her eyes and looks at her.

"What was that all about?? That was too bright!"

"Are you trying to kill me?? How dare you do such thing to an old man like me!"

Said by Old Man Rom.

Rem drops a sweat. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't notice it was like that, but look!"

Rem shows the phone screen and Felt and OMRom.

"That is…" Felt commented.

They look at it and it's a picture of Felt and OMRom.

"Isn't that Felt and me?"

The old man asks as he continues. "What kind of magic is this?"

Rem: "See? This incredible item can stop and freeze an item."

"I stopped time, and then I put it in here.

Felt: "Hmm, I see. This is really good."

Old Man Rom: "This is my first time seeing this, but what I can guess, It must be the legendary Metia."

Rem looks at him with a curious look. "Metia?"

He holds his chin. "It's used to represent magical items that can be used without the presence of a magician."

Felt looks not to care about what it does.

"That's not important, the real deal is, how much is this worth? Is this Metia even worth a lot?"

Old Man Rom: "This is my first time seeing a Metia, But I guess it should be worth more than the Insignia."

Rem: "Is that so?" Rem smiles. "Well then, I guess we have a deal then! I'll take the Insignia and I'll give my precious uhh, metia."

Rem was about to take it but Felt quickly swipes it.

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Rem: "E-eh? Is something-"

Felt looks at Rem.

"Don't rush things, it's not yet the time."

Rem: "Huh? What do you mean it's not yet the time?"

Felt: "You're not the only one who is negotiating a deal miss."

Rem raises an brow as she asks. "Not the only one…?"

Felt looks at her.

"Exactly. I'm entrusted by someone to steal this Insignia."

Felt opens her hands.

"My client is offering ten holy coins for this Insignia!"

Rem looks nervous now.

"There's already someone coming for the Insignia? I'm not sure how much ten holy coins are worth, but it should be worth more than my smartphone, right?"

"Your Metia is worth at least 20 holy coins. Though You said it can do something else right?"

Rem nods.

"Y-yes. It does a lot of things."

Rem presses some things on her phone and music starts playing which both look at it.

"It plays music, a lot of music is in this Metia. It can also remind you of something when you forget your work or anything else that's important. I guess you can say this is a... Multi Purpose Metia, or something like that…"

Old Man Rom thinks.

"If that's so, then it should be worth 25 holy coins. But for such a rare item, I supposed there would be more offers."

Felt: ���Are you serious?? Then I am going to increase its price!"

Rem looks to the side. "I see…" She looks at Felt. "So where and when are you meeting your client?"

"Oh don't worry, I told my client to come here to negotiate." Said by Felt as she continues. "I'll be at a disadvantage If I negotiate somewhere else alone with the client. But with Old Man Rom here, there won't be any problems at all." She gives a little laugh and then they hear someone knocking in a secret code way.

"Secret code?"

Asked by the geezer.

"Oh, I didn't tell you. It's probably my client. I'll take a look"

Felt said as she gets off the chair and walks to the door.

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Rem looks at the old man.

"Are you sure it's okay to let her have her way like this?"

"Well it's not the first day I've known her anyways. Me and Felt know each other for a long time now."

Old man rom gets up from his chair and walks to the right.

"Since she asked for my help, then I should help."

The old man gets his big ass club with nails on them.

Rem looks at him with his big weapon as he returns to his seat.

"Now that you hold that, it reminds me of cavemen, which does not make this any more helpful than it is…"

Old Man Rom puts the club down out of sight as he sits down.

"Everyone is just trying to survive here. It's normal for kids of the same background to join forces. However Felt is not good with people, so I'll protect her.

Rem: "I see…"

"Yup! It's indeed my client." Both of them look at the door.

Felt walks to the table. "Over here. Have a seat here."

"Seems like there are other people here."

Said by this lady in odd clothing, but Rem would be more in odd clothing since she was on Earth and not in some crazy fantasy world.

Felt scratches her head.

"Eh sorry, but it would be bad if you bail, so I'll protect myself just in case."

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The lady walks to the table.

"I understand why the old man is here, but who is this young lady?"

Felt: "She's your rival."

Felt puts her hands on her own waist.

"She's another trader for the Insignia. Or in other words. She wants the Insignia as well."

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Rem looks at this lady, and she seems rather intimidating… Even though she has this look, Rem can already feel the strange smell of intimidation from her….