D 'Addarion was in a good mood because today was payday. After paying off his previous debts, he still had two gold coins left in his pocket. This was his living expenses for the next month. For a magician, this amount of money was a little small. It could only be used to buy some low-grade magic materials. But for an ordinary person, it was a huge sum of money. If it was converted into chicken wings and fried noodles, it would be enough for him to eat for four to five months. So, at least in terms of living, there was no problem.
When the president of the Gudilesi branch of the Sorcerer's Association received his salary, he swore that he would turn over a new leaf. He would no longer spend as recklessly as before. He would rely on the two gold coins in his pocket to live like an ordinary person until the next month. He would say goodbye to his bad debts forever. He would prove to those who laughed at him that he, D 'Addarion, could also live with dignity in this world!
Then, he saw a small asterisk on the sign outside the bookstore at the corner.
At that moment, D 'Addarion felt like he was hit by something. He could no longer look away. His legs moved uncontrollably in the direction of the bookstore's entrance.
This small asterisk might be ordinary in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of a sixth-grade magister, it was tantamount to a landslide.
Just like every assassin had their own underground world, those housewives sweeping the floor, old men walking their birds, and small bosses of tailoring shops were just disguises used by the assassins to hide their true identities in the real world. They could determine if the other party was the same kind of assassins through their eyes, temperament, and mysterious tattoos on their arms.
Otakus also had a set of communication methods among themselves. In addition to the dark circles on the top of the head, dull eyes, unkempt hair, and sparse stubble, the otakus of Gudilesi had even developed a set of legendary words that only otakus could understand!
This was very powerful!
There was no other way. The number of magicians and scholars in the university town was the highest in the entire human world. Among these two kinds of people, the probability of otakus being born was also astonishingly high. The bookstore at the corner of the street called Fishing Friends' Home was one of the two holy places for otakus in Gudilesi.
On the surface, it was just an ordinary small bookstore selling fishing skills and fishing novels. The owner was a girl with a sweet smile, a pure appearance, and a magnificent chest that did not match her pure appearance. It was said that this small bookstore was taken over from the hands of the girl's deceased father when she was 12 years old.
At that time, she had just dropped out of school and had no experience in running a business. People around her thought that this small bookstore would not last long and might close soon. Moreover, the girl had no other means of making a living. Once she lost this small bookstore, her situation would probably become very difficult.
However, the girl did not say anything. After taking over the small bookstore, she silently rectified it and turned it into a specialized bookstore that only selling books related to fishing. This was tantamount to reducing the bookstore's customer group. So, everyone was even more pessimistic about the future of the bookstore.
Although there were many fishing enthusiasts in Gudilesi, their fishing skills were generally passed on by word of mouth, and no one wanted to buy books to learn. It was hard to imagine that such a small bookstore with such a narrow scope of business could survive.
At that time, the general consensus was that the little girl could not hold on until the end of that year. However, a year later, the small bookstore, renamed Fishing Friends' Home, was still standing on the corner of the street. After another year, the little girl bought herself several sets of valuable new clothes, bought the barbecue shop next door, and doubled the size of her small bookstore. In the third year, the little girl bought a mansion in the city and a custom-made carriage as her means of transportation.
So, everyone was dumbfounded. No one understood why a small bookstore could make so much money.
— — "Never underestimate the purchasing power of otakus!"
This was the favorite saying of the bookstore owner, a young girl named Aliosha, and she had used her own experiences over the years to perfectly illustrate the truth of this saying.
"Otakus rule Gudilesi, and Teacher Aliosha rules the spiritual world of otakus!" This was a well-known saying in the otaku circle of Gudilesi in recent years, which indirectly proved the position of the young girl Aliosha in the hearts of otakus.
This small bookstore, called Fishing Friends' Home, was no less than the existence of the Paris Temple in the world of otakus. It could even be called a totem and faith. The so-called fishing books on the outermost row of the bookstore were just a cover to deceive the group of moralists of the Police Guard. The real business of this small bookstore was all kinds of books, figurines of beautiful girls, and the kind of youth books that could make young boys blush and their hearts beat faster.
Mature sisters, lolis, gentle cousins, naive cousins, and even cute boys … Anyway, as long as there was love, it didn't matter.
This was the dream land of gentlemen, a world that only gods and otakus knew. Here, as long as you had money, you could buy dreams and purify evil souls.
The inconspicuous asterisk on the signboard meant that there was a heavyweight book in the store. What would it be? The super popular serialized work "The Great Adventures of Long-legged Sorceress Daphne"? Or "My Life with My Cousin in Gudilesi" by the newly rising illustrator Dashi Sasaki? Just thinking about it was exciting. Seeing this asterisk, D 'Addarion could no longer take his eyes off it.
Half an hour later, the president of the Association of Magicians left the small bookstore with a box of carefully selected new books. The two gold coins in his pocket were long gone, and there was a series of zeros on the bill.
But in front of the door to a new world, these debts were nothing.
"Ayaya, it's better to pay off the debt and live a good life next month. This month will be a carnival before I say goodbye." D 'Adarion comforted himself. He shamelessly bought a bowl of vegetarian fried noodles on credit from the lady boss of the fried noodles restaurant. After that, he rushed back to the office, ready to start a pleasant journey.
Today was Sunday, and there were not many people in the association. As D 'Adarion walked through the lobby, he nodded to Luni, who was on duty, and said with a serious expression, "I'm going to do a very important research later. Remember to reject whoever comes to me."
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