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Chapter 12

Chapter 11 - Bunker, You're Mine

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The moment my dream of owning my own home came true.

I calmed my rapidly pounding heart and opened the shop tab.

[Welcome to the gallery “Admin-Only Shop”!]

[Shopping Cart]

[Personal Bunker 50000P (Customizable after purchase) / View Details]

[Purchase Precautions]

[We recommend designating an installation location.]

[If living beings exist in the designated location, issues such as being embedded in walls may occur.]

[Warning! You have not designated an installation location!]

[If you do not designate a location, the building will be installed at your current location.]

[The following are the precautions.]

[1. If installing without designating a location, absolutely do not press yourself against walls or objects.]

[2. If you are in an enclosed space, please curl up and lie on your side at a point as far from the walls as possible, near the center.]

[3. During installation, phenomena such as slight noise, intense light, and loss of directional sense may occur. Even if uncomfortable, “absolutely” do not open your eyes during installation.]

[4. Comply with items 1, 2, and 3.]

[The system is not responsible for problems caused by the purchaser’s negligence.]

[Upon purchase, installation will begin after 10 beeps.]

[Would you like to purchase?]

[ YES / NO ]

“...”

I’d charged into the shop without hesitation and tapped the bunker, only for something terrifying to pop up.

My heart, which had been writhing with joy, sank in an instant.

Intense light? Loss of directional sense? “Absolutely”?

This wasn’t the kind of advice doctors gave, like, “Alcohol is bad for your health~”

Do it outside if possible.

It might be dangerous if you do it inside.

If you’re unlucky, you die? You’re really doing this? That was exactly the kind of warning it felt like.

“I’d like to do that too, if I could...”

Just in case, I stood in front of the wooden door.

When I peeked outside through the peephole, Mr. Four-Eyed Wolf was still sitting outside the house.

I still hadn’t even been able to ask the gallery about it.

Taking a picture through the hole was impossible.

So I’d considered cracking the door open and taking one, but I got anxious because it felt like it was somehow closer than before, so I gave up.

Even when I asked Miss Sora, I couldn’t find out whether it was because there was no information in the gallery.

In the end, it meant I had no choice but to shut my eyes and install it.

“Sora-Sora, this isn’t dangerous, right?”

[There will be no problem as long as you follow the precautions. However, you must follow them without fail.]

Sora’s firm answer, lacking information but as reliable as ever.

“Fine. Let’s do this. No point thinking about it anymore.”

After forcibly shaking off my unease, I curled up while lying in the middle of the room.

[The following are the precautions.]

[1. If installing without designating a location, absolutely do not press yourself against walls or objects.]

[2. If you are in an enclosed space, please curl up and lie on your side at a point as far from the walls as possible, near the center.]

[3. During installation, phenomena such as slight noise, intense light, and loss of directional sense may occur. Even if uncomfortable, “absolutely” do not open your eyes during installation.]

[4. Comply with items 1, 2, and 3.]

[The system is not responsible for problems caused by the purchaser’s negligence.]

[Upon purchase, installation will begin after 10 beeps.]

[Would you like to purchase?]

[ YES / NO ]

The precautions and purchase button fully flaunted just how dangerous this was.

“Bunker, you’re mine.”

I firmly pressed the YES button.

At the same time, the screen before my eyes turned bright red.

[Warning!]

[Construction is being carried out at your current location!]

[Comply with the precautions!]

[A notification sound will play upon completion of construction!]

[Construction will begin immediately after 10 beeps!]

Kyaaaah!

This is too scary!

I curled up as tightly as possible, squeezed my eyes shut, and trembled.

And once the 10 beeps ended, I felt my body float into the air and began enduring it.

Beeeeeeeeep!

The noise seemed to ring faintly like tinnitus, then gradually grew louder along with a blinding light I could feel even behind my closed eyes, filling my surroundings.

As expected, the road to owning a home was no easy thing.

It was such a harsh, difficult, and painful road.

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[♬♬♬♬]

While I was staying as still as I could with all my might, a notification sound rang out, and I felt my floating body touch the floor.

“Is it finally over...?”

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was the scenery of a clean family home living room.

“Wow, this is seriously so ni... urp.”

Was it because I’d had my eyes closed and been floating in the air for so long?

I clamped a hand over my mouth at the intense urge to vomit.

Throwing up on the living room floor on the first day moving into my new house?

Absolutely impossible!

I quickly got up and ran toward where the bathroom seemed likely to be.

‘Bathroom... please let this be the bathroom...!’

Was it a gift from God to me after I’d suffered for nearly ten days?

Thankfully, I managed to find the bathroom, and

“...Huh. It went back down.”

The contents trying to surge back up naturally settled back into my stomach.

It felt a bit unpleasant, but anyway, that was good.

Wandering around my new home with a body that hadn’t been washed for ten days?

Since this was a house I’d have to clean from now on, I didn’t want to make trouble for myself for no reason.

The first day of the bunker, the first use!

The one to take that glorious spot was none other than the bathroom.

It doesn’t smell. I’m so happy.

“Khup...”

[Seeing you so happy makes me happy as well, Rain.]

Was she comforting me as I cried?

Sora’s screen gently tapped my shoulder.

[Welcome to the gallery “Admin-Only Shop”!]

[Shopping Cart]

[Body Wash 5P]

[Shampoo 5P]

[Foam Cleanser 5P]

[Toothbrush 4-pack 3P]

[Toothpaste 1P]

[Towels 2-pack 5P]

[Would you like to purchase the selected items?]

[ YES / NO ]

This was a gift to myself for all the suffering I’d gone through!

For someone like me, who used to shower twice a day, ten days of being banned from washing my face and feet had been hellish.

Surely no one would curse me out for indulging in this much luxury.

I’ll wash up nice and clean while lurking in the gallery.

“Miss Sora, while I’m washing, could you automatically scroll through only the recent gallery posts with more than 10 recommendations?”

[Of course. I will view the posts on the current first page with 10 or more recommendations.]

An AI secretary that automatically scrolls through gallery posts while I wash.

Is this the taste of power...?

The first taste of power tasted like toothpaste.

[I saw that post earlier about someone going to an orphanage and handing out jam, so I went to an orphanage near my house too.]

Author: ㅇㅇ

- Title says it all.

Honestly, up until now, life was so hard that I’d never once helped anyone or done anything like that, yeah.

I mean, I am the son of a landowner near the imperial capital, but so what?

Even if we tried to harvest something from the tenant-farmed land, bad harvests were the norm, so even scraping together one meal a day was tough;;

The tenant farmers working our land starved, I starved while helping out, and my father starved too. Equality itself lol.

But when I put the precious metals that had been piling up since way back into the exchange system and converted them, bread came pouring out?

We were all out in the fields eating bread with jam, and tears just started streaming down my face lol.

I couldn’t be the only one to feel this happiness, right?

So, partly to comfort the tenant farmers who left their kids behind and went first, I went to the orphanage where their kids were entrusted before and spread some jam around.

Maybe because they’re the blood relatives of the people I used to work with, even though it’d been a while since I saw them, their faces felt familiar lol.

But I’ve always been nice to these kids ever since they were in diapers, so why are they so scared of me?

Anyway, I thought it’d be nice if you guys helped people around you too once you have some breathing room, so I wrote this.

(Pic of children happily spreading jam on baguettes with their small hands)

(Pic of a pitch-black uncle with a full beard and thick body hair, grinning brightly while hugging frightened children)

Recommendations: 22 Dislikes: 0

(Comments)

- lol does our gallery bro really not know why the kids are scared?

ㄴ(Author) No, why are they scared? If I give them jam, doesn’t that make me a good person?

ㄴ You are a good person. You are, but that’s just...

ㄴ(Author) Just what?

ㄴ(Author) You bastard, if you started talking, finish it

- Son of a landowner near the imperial capital (physical)

ㄴ He’s so dark and scary-looking that he looks like he’s buried a few people lol

ㄴ A kind landowner (physical)

How heartwarming.

Compared to the posts I saw on the first day of the gallery, this was an incredible improvement.

“Otherworldly Good Deeds Gallery. Not bad.”

As I watched with satisfaction, it moved on to the next post.

[Brothers, take heed!]

Author: ㅇㅇ

- Quite some time has passed since the stone-powder bread project ran aground.

They were painful days, unable to find a new direction for a long time.

However! Thanks to the food that the head admin is distributing at low prices, we have become able to secure grain!

(Pic of a scrawny dwarf with a badly receded hairline cheering with both arms spread wide in front of a grain warehouse)

Now what we must do has been decided.

I will accept no objections.

Alcohol.

It is time to make alcohol, our blood, the water of life itself, brother.

What kind of alcohol shall we make, and with what grain?

I write this post to decide that order of priority.

I will prioritize the opinions of my dwarf brothers, but after we have eaten and drunk our fill, I am thinking of using it for trade as well, so everyone, please speak freely.

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(Comments)

- Would it not be best to make alcohol that can be produced in large quantities in a short time? We currently have no alcohol, brother. It would not be unreasonable to say we are dead.

ㄴ(Author) I agree as well, brother. I shall actively accept your opinion.

ㄴ How about alcohol imbued with the deep fragrance of nature? Nature’s aroma deepens the flavor of alcohol even further.

ㄴ(Author) Come to think of it, there were trees with fragrant leaves around the city. I shall accept that as well.

ㄴ Strong liquor! This lowly human desires strong liquor brewed by the dwarf brothers!

ㄴ(Author) That is also a fine opinion. I shall accept it.

ㄴ Would wine be possible, by any chance? I am affiliated with a cathedral, and we are in a very difficult situation due to a shortage of wine suppliers.

ㄴ(Author) We have not secured fruit at present, but that is also a fine opinion. I shall accept it.

ㄴ I think it would also be good to research alcohol that uses little grain, brother. If we brew a great deal of alcohol with a small amount of grain, would that not increase the amount of alcohol we can drink?

ㄴ(Author) That too is a fine opinion. I shall actively accept it.

ㄴ lolololol then why did you even ask if you’re just going to accept everything?

ㄴ Upvote if you refreshed because you thought the comment section had bugged out~

ㄴ Upvoted lololol

- No, mister;; seeing how skinny you are, shouldn’t you eat first?

ㄴ(Author) I am eating one meal every two days. Thank you for your concern.

ㄴ No, I’m saying don’t make alcohol, eat food.

ㄴ(Author) What is that?

ㄴ I said eat food, not alcohol;;

ㄴ(Author) How does one do that? Are you trying to kill us?

ㄴ ;;

“Oh... looks like they’re really starving for alcohol?”

I was shocked as I looked at the pic of the dwarf with severe hair loss cheering.

Seeing how his hairline had retreated almost all the way to the crown of his head, the stress caused by insufficient blood alcohol concentration seemed serious.

“No, how does a hairline get all the way to the crown...?”

Seeing this made me wonder if I should try selling alcohol in the shop.

Rather, wasn’t it possible that I’d been given a duty to absolutely sell it?

There was only one reason I had been so extremely cautious about selling items through the gallery shop until now.

I was simply worried about the collapse of economic activity taking place in this world.

Honestly, even before selling baguettes, I had scoured the gallery diligently and been cautious, then cautious again.

A large quantity of cheap, high-quality goods flowing into a shattered world?

If that happened, this world would be deprived of the possibility of development, and people would forever live in a world on the brink of destruction.

“This is hard. So hard.”

If I get too greedy, the dragon-lords will pay me a house call.

Even if I do too little, I can’t avoid a house call from the dragon-lords.

While trying to gauge the line that existed somewhere in between, I finished my first shower in the bunker.

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