Day 2.5 stranded in Ssles

The Missing Portal

I walked confidently toward where the portal was supposed to be—right where I had entered Ssles with Lora.

Only…

> Me: "Huh?"

It was gone.

I looked left. Then right. Then all around me.

Nothing. Just the busy streets of Ssles, filled with merchants, adventurers, and NPCs selling rare items.

> Me: "Wait, what? Where's the portal?"

A sinking realization hit me.

> Me (internally): "Did Nina ever tell me how to get back?"

I replayed our conversation in my head.

Nope. Not a single word.

> Me (internally): "Oh, great. I'm stuck in Ssles."

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Back to the Elf Shop

Since I had nowhere else to go, I made my way back to the elf shop.

The moment I stepped inside, the little elf from earlier glanced at me, then sighed heavily, rubbing her temples like I was giving her a headache.

> Elf: "Why are you back?"

> Me: "So, uh… funny thing. I can't find the portal."

Her ears twitched in what I could only describe as disappointment.

> Elf: "…How did you even get here?"

> Me: "I teleported with some named Lora, but the portal's gone now."

She sighed again and massaged her forehead.

> Elf: "That's why you have the Lovy Clock. It tells you when and where the portal will appear next."

> Me: "…Oh."

I quickly pulled out the Lovy Clock and sure enough, the extra hand was pointing to a new location with a countdown timer.

> Portal Appearance: 5 hours, 42 minutes

> Me (internally): "Oh… so I just have to wait. That's easy."

> Me: "Alright, thanks, I'll just—"

I turned to leave, but before I could take a step—

A small hand grabbed my arm.

I glanced down to see the elf holding onto me firmly.

> Elf: "Where do you think you're going?"

> Me: "Uh… outside?"

She smirked.

> Elf: "You asked for information. That'll be 1 CP."

My mouth dropped open.

> Me: "What?! I just asked a small question!"

> Elf: "And I answered it. That's 1 CP."

> Me: "You little scammer, you—"

> Elf: "You what?"

I nearly said something I'd regret.

> Me: "You little scammer, you fla—"

SMACK!

Before I could finish, another handprint burned into my cheek as she slapped me again.

> Me: "Ow! AGAIN?!"

The elf crossed her arms and tilted her head.

> Elf: "Now, since you clearly have no CP, you can pay me back by cleaning the store."

> Me: "You're kidding."

> Elf: "Nope. Start sweeping."

I looked at the broom she shoved into my hands, then back at her smug expression.

> Me (internally): "I just wanted to go home. Why am I cleaning an elf's shop?"

> Me: "Fine. But I'm doing this under protest."

> Elf: "Mhm. Less talking, more sweeping."

> Me: "This beta version is way too realistic."

With a bruised ego and an empty wallet, I started sweeping.