I was still in shock.

With heavy steps, I moved to the tent.

‘Is this really such garbage…?’

These precious items had sustained my life.

Objects that seemed like treasures to me were just trash to someone else.

“Hmm…”

The value of things differs from person to person.

Maybe I’d been too attached to insignificant objects.

After hesitating for a while, I placed a broken wooden chair on top of the extinguished campfire.

It seemed too wasteful to just throw away, but it could serve as kindling.

“Gyeoul, are you throwing away the chair?”

Yeoreum, who had followed behind me, asked worriedly.

I must have looked very dejected.

I felt a bit guilty.

“Yes. I’m just going to use it as firewood.”

“Oh… Gyeoul, I have a good idea.”

“A good idea?”

“Yeah. Why don’t you set up a stall and sell things yourself? There are too many people hiding behind anonymity online.”

A stall, huh.

Wouldn’t the condition of the items be the same even if sold that way?

As I hesitated to accept Yeoreum’s suggestion, she picked up the wooden chair I had placed on the campfire.

“Let’s sell it along with the vegetables you harvested. I’m sure lots of people will come.”

“Um… okay…”

I wondered if using vegetables as bait would help them sell.

I wasn’t sure, but I didn’t want to reject the always-kind Yeoreum’s suggestion.

I decided to go along with her idea.

“I’ll pull the handcart for you. Let’s load everything up.”

“Okay. The vegetables I harvested yesterday are in the tent.”

We loaded the vegetables and other items onto the handcart and headed to the park.

People started gathering as soon as we spread out the old mat.

At least my vegetables were top quality.

‘I wonder if even one thing will sell.’

I placed the vegetables and then the old items next to them.

On a torn sketchbook, I wrote “1000 won each”.

“A thousand won? Everything here is a thousand won?”

Just as I was setting down a dented pot, an old man with a long white beard approached and began examining the items I had laid out.

“Yes. A thousand won each.”

“Hmm… An acacia wood chair.”

The old man, stroking his beard, showed interest in the legless wooden chair.

As he looked the chair over, he pulled out a thousand won from his pocket.

He was an unexpected potential buyer.

“Th-this is missing its legs, though…”

“Legs? Those can be made.”

The old man pulled out a piece of wood as thick as an adult’s forearm from his pocket.

A saw, hammer, and other unidentifiable tools.

An surprisingly large number of tools came out of his small pocket.

“Let’s see…”

His hands moved without hesitation as he cut and carved the wood.

Even without measuring, he created a leg that was remarkably identical to the one next to it.

“Wow.”

He must have shown interest because he knew how to repair it.

Although it was no longer mine, I was glad to see the wooden chair reborn.

“How about that? Looks perfect, doesn’t it?”

“Yes. It looks brand new.”

I wondered if the other things could be fixed and reused too.

As I looked around at the items remaining on the stall, the old man cleared his throat.

“A thousand won seems too cheap.”

“No, it’s fine. These wouldn’t even sell for a thousand won before.”

“Hmm.”

The old man, still stroking his beard, picked up the hammer.

Then he began hammering the dented pot.

Bang-! Bang-!

With just a few light taps, the pot was restored to its original shape.

I’m not sure what he did, but even the rust was disappearing.

“Wh-what are you doing…?”

“A thousand won is too cheap.”

Every time he touched an item on the stall, its quality improved by several levels.

People around us were watching with their mouths agape at this magical scene.

“Are you a wizard by any chance?”

“…Just a blacksmith.”

The old man, who had been crouching in front of the items, stood up, patting his back.

In that short time, all the old items had been transformed into new ones.

“That’s amazing. I’ve never seen anything like this before.”

“Well, is this enough payment for the chair?”

“It’s more than enough.”

It was beyond sufficient – it was excessive.

I wondered how I could repay him, but the old man simply patted my head once and left.

‘Who was that person?’

He didn’t seem like an ordinary blacksmith.

Could I have met some kind of extraordinary individual?

I just stared blankly at the old man’s retreating back.

It was then that someone tapped my shoulder.

“Excuse me…”

“Yes?”

“Are you selling this stainless steel cup?”

“Oh…! Yes…!”

Perhaps because the items had been repaired, many people started showing interest.

That’s how I managed to sell all the items, including the vegetables.

The items sold out quickly, even the dented ones I brought as a second batch that hadn’t been repaired.

—

—

“Gyeoul, did you sell everything?”

“Yes…! Even the unrepaired items all sold…”

“That’s…”

Unknowingly, Gyeoul’s goods had gained a cult-like popularity.

A thousand won was ridiculously cheap for that.

Yeoreum thought this but didn’t say it out loud.

“Hmm…”

I should check the community first.

Yeoreum patted Gyeoul’s head, then took out her smartphone.

‘I wonder if there’s been any reaction.’

Yeoreum usually didn’t care about community reactions.

But content about Gyeoul was an exception.

She even wrote comments herself.

[MorningSaebyeok: This post seems to be about Gyeoul]

This was Yeoreum’s comment on a post mocking Gyeoul.

It wasn’t much, but it was enough to attract people’s attention.

[DomesticSparklingWater: Lol if those are Gyeoul’s goods, I’ll buy them for a million won.]

[└DayByDay: A million won lol? I’d buy them for ten million lol]

Most reactions were joking, but some were actually trying to confirm if it was real.

They were people living near the park.

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【Emergency!! Super Emergency!!!!】

Author: FrozenDogwood

Looks like that trash really was being sold by Gyeoul earlier LOL

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A photo was uploaded along with the post.

It showed Gyeoul’s dejected back view and the items laid out on the stall.

They were the items Gyeoul had posted on the secondhand site.

[popo: Is it really Gyeoul?]

[└FrozenDogwood : Yeah]

[TastySoju: Why does Gyeoul look so down?]

[└GoldFoil: Earlier, a bunch of users came and insulted her, saying she was selling trash for money.]

[└TastySoju: WTF]

[JjajangCurry: But honestly, isn’t she selling trash?]

[└BabaBab: But it’s Gyeoul’s stuff…]

[└WhatNicknameShoudlIUse: Honestly, if it’s Gyeoul’s goods, you could resell them for at least 100,000 won lol]

Even those who played maliciously behind anonymity felt guilty for insulting an eight-year-old child.

Their malice was directed towards the original instigator, ‘DomesticSparklingWater’.

[IAmAMan: You carbonated bastard. Because of you, I couldn’t buy Gyeoul’s goods.]

[└DayByDay: Lol this guy is really angry lol]

[└IAmAMan: I’m fucking pissed off.]

[Anon: I’m not drinking domestic sparkling water anymore…]

[Anon: Woo… trash…]

[popo: Haha, I’m so proud of you all for ganging up on an eight-year-old…]

[└CyberWrecker: If she’s a beast-kin, she’s really just a clueless kid…]

Fortunately, most people were defending Gyeoul.

She did sell actual ‘junk’, but the reaction was that an eight-year-old beast-kin child could do that.

“Whew.”

I guess this settles it to some extent.

Yeoreum put her smartphone away.

She immediately turned to look at Gyeoul nearby, and for some reason, Gyeoul’s tail was wagging.

“Gyeoul, did something good happen?”

“Yes. The people who said mean things earlier came to apologize.”

“Wow, that’s great.”

I’m glad Gyeoul has cheered up.

Hehe, Yeoreum smiled along with her.

—

—

“Whew…”

Yeoreum left, saying she had something to do.

Left alone, I sat on a park bench to rest.

It was about time for the kids to come, where were they?

As I looked around, I spotted Levinas and Saebyeok just then.

Jung Yu-na was with them too.

Yu-na was scanning the ground with a laser.

Saebyeok was jumping around like a cat trying to catch the laser.

‘Is she playing with the laser?’

My feline instincts were rising.

Suppressing my instincts, I ran towards Yu-na.

“Are you playing?”

I stood in front of Yu-na, my eyes fixed on the laser.

The red dot on the ground was incredibly distracting.

“I was measuring the distance.”

“The distance?”

“Yeah. There’s going to be a local marathon. Our park is included in the course.”

“Ah…”

So she was using a measuring tool to get the exact length.

It wasn’t just playing around after all.

“What part are you measuring?”

“See that streetlight at the end of the path? It’ll exit straight onto the road from there.”

“Oh… Then it should be eight hundred twenty-three meters… and seventy-two centimeters.”

“…How do you know that?”

“I can tell by eyeballing it.”

Even when I was human, I had an exceptional sense of distance.

Add to that the senses of a beast-kin, and I could measure even minute lengths.

“That’s… amazing…?”

Yu-na walked forward with the laser.

As Yu-na walked, the numbers on the measuring device kept increasing.

When we reached the end of the park, it showed exactly the measurement I had stated.

“…Gyeoul, could you help me with something?”

Yu-na put the laser in her pocket.

Then she looked at me with pleading eyes.

“With what?”

“There’s something else I need measured.”

“The marathon? Is there more to measure?”

“No, not the marathon. A magic circle. It’s really complicated, so measuring it is a task in itself… Three wizard are working on it.”

A job to eyeball measurements.

It was perfect for me.

There was no reason not to help.

“Yes, that’s fine.”

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