[Your cumulative sales have been updated.]
[Achievement: Unlocked!]
[Due to the effects of (Unknown Title), 1% of the sales amount is deposited into your piggy bank as Filial Piety Points each time you sell an item.]
Gru’s mouth fell open wide.
Unable to understand it all at once, she carefully read through the status window again.
‘Is this an achievement I got from earning a lot of money with the drones this time?’
Gru narrowed her eyes and stroked her chin.
A portion of the sales comes back as Filial Piety Points?
If that’s the case?
Sales volume↑ = Filial Piety Points↑
Filial Piety Points can be used to level up!
Big sales = massive Filial Piety Points = consecutive level-ups!
If this plan proceeds just like this…….
‘Gru, the supreme!’
The moment she reached that conclusion, sparkling stars embedded themselves in her large eyes.
Become the sales supreme and level up with Filial Piety Points!
It was a far better direction than running dungeons because she had no other choice.
The adults were reluctant to take Gru into dungeons, and if she swept through a dungeon alone like last time, she could become a criminal and end up on a wanted list.
“Bei, if Gru levels up a wot and becomes the supreme, can Gru take the ninety-ninth floor from Daddy?”
“Theoretically, yes.”
Beilarc spoke with a scornful expression, his face seeming to ask, *Do you think you can do it?*
At that, Mephisto immediately launched a treacherous kick at Beilarc.
Watching the two scuffle, Gru snorted haughtily.
“Gru can do it too.”
If only she levels up…….
Wait a minute.
Gru asked Beilarc, who was fleeing to avoid Mephisto’s incessant kicks.
“How much does Gru need to level up?”
It was extremely important to Gru.
“Ugh! You’d need to at least be able to open the Cradle. Becoming the Ruler of the Snowfield is the first step.”
“Beep!”
“You unfilial wretch!”
Slap slap slap—
‘Mephi, you hit so well…….’
Gru was momentarily distracted by Mephisto’s dazzling feint kicks before asking.
“But what’s a Cradel?”
“It’s the Cradle. A primordial space. The space where a Sire creates blood kin and vassals. Why, you—! Can you dodge this too?”
“Beep beep!”
Shwik—shuk—
‘They sure are having fun playing…….’
Gru watched the two with unfocused eyes, then nodded and took out the Snow Rabbit.
*In Jeju Island, the Snow Rabbit opened the Cradle for me.*
The tiny Snow Rabbit that had been sleeping in the bag the whole time yawned.
The Snow Rabbit with a sprout on its head washed its face like a cat, then hopped over to Gru and rubbed its cheek against hers.
“Snow Wabbit…… Hah!”
It was Gru’s first blood kin, yet she hadn’t even given it a name!
“Snow Wabbit, Gru will give you a name.”
At that, the Snow Rabbit’s eyes welled up with emotion as it rubbed its cheek against her.
“Kyu kyu! Kyuu!”
The Snow Rabbit hopped up and down, then wagged its bottom—home to a tail only the size of a thumb—left and right like a puppy.
If I had known you would like it this much, I would have named you sooner……!
“Sorry, sorry.”
Gru petted the Snow Rabbit and racked her brain.
“What name do you wike?”
The Snow Rabbit’s eyes sparkled as it looked at Mephisto and Beilarc and let out a shy cry.
“Kyuu…….”
It seemed to want a name like its older brothers.
Mephisto and Beilarc……. They were names that all sounded strong.
As expected, was the Snow Rabbit also Gru’s baby? Their tastes were similar.
Alright. Let’s give the Snow Rabbit a supreme name that sounded incredibly strong too.
Gru pulled out the name of the final boss from *Miracle Magic Girl*.
“Lucifer! How’s that?”
In that instant, the Snow Rabbit trembled all over as if struck by lightning.
“You hate it?”
Tears welled up in the Snow Rabbit’s eyes as it shook its head frantically.
“Wuu?!”
Tears and snot fell from the Snow Rabbit’s eyes and nose with a plop.
At that exact moment.
Cold air suddenly rushed in, and a pure white snowfield spread out beneath their feet.
[You have entered the ‘Cradle of Blood Kin’.]
Beilarc and Mephisto, who had been fighting fiercely, stopped moving.
A snowfield had formed inside the dungeon.
“Cradle Manifestation?”
“Beep?”
“Amazing……!”
Gru’s eyes went wide.
It had failed in Jeju Island, but this time it worked!
“It worked, Per!”
As Gru rejoiced, Lucifer also began hopping up and down.
“Can Per open the Cradel for Gru? Because Per is blood kin made by Gru?”
“Kyu kyu.”
Lucifer nodded as if to say that was correct.
“Aha!”
Gru clapped her hands together, then suddenly asked.
“Is it that Per is helping because Gru can’t open it?”
“Kyuu.”
Lucifer shook its face up and down again with an innocent gaze.
“Ah! So that’s how it was.” Gru’s expression turned sulky for a moment.
But for Gru, who had absolutely no understanding of the Cradle, there was no way to know what she was supposed to do!
Sniffling, Gru soon broke into a silly grin.
So what! It doesn’t matter who does it, as long as it gets done!
It seemed that Gru having leveled up a lot in the meantime had also affected Lucifer, her blood kin.
Mephisto’s eyes grew sharp at the sight of Gru hugging Lucifer and kissing her on the cheek.
Meanwhile, Beilarc gaped in surprise.
“To think it could be…… this……”
The snowfield Lucifer had opened was only about ten centimeters in radius, centered on where Gru stood.
“That it could be this tiny and insignificant……”
“……!”
Gru flinched.
Shame rushed over Gru in an instant, and her face flushed bright red.
“I-if Gru makes a bigger Cradle, it’ll work.”
“Hardly. Even if it grows from this measly size.”
“If Gru levels up…….”
“What level are you now? Six hundred?”
“F-”
“Don’t tell me four hundred?”
“Forty…….”
A brief silence fell.
Only the clanking sounds of the Filial Piety Factory could be heard, then—pffft! With a pathetic noise like air escaping, the snowfield vanished.
Perhaps even that much had been too arduous; Lucifer collapsed with her belly splayed out.
“Per!”
Gru picked Lucifer up in her arms, and Beilarc watched this with a troubled gaze.
“…….”
Feeling his gaze, Gru rolled her eyes around cautiously.
“……Gru can level up a wot now though……”
Beilarc caught Mephisto, who was kicking at him once more, in one hand and placed him on top of Gru’s head.
“B!”
“It would be better to use this.”
“Mephi?”
“Transfer the title of ‘Monarch’ from Mephisto and use the skill. This guy says you’ve done it before?”
“Ah, yeah…….”
Come to think of it, there was a time when she became a Monarch in the RP Dungeon and made Hanghanggi her vassal.
She had definitely said she transferred Mephisto’s title back then.
“But you’ll need to have enough mana to maintain it.”
“H-how much?”
“Until Onjurim is completely devoured, as much as you possibly can.”
“Yeah……!”
Gru nodded.
It was time to move in order to level up.
To save Daddy, she would become the sales supreme, Gru!
Gru clenched her fist and looked around the factories.
Gru possessed two types of items that brought in big money.
The Railgun Drone and the Critator Reactor.
Both were items that had made Gru wealthy, but…….
*They cost too many Filial Piety Points…….*
Especially for higher-grade items, the Filial Piety Points required to make them increased exponentially.
They were effective for earning money, but far from gaining a lot of Filial Piety Points.
Moreover, when building the Filial Piety Factory, Grandpa had hinted that for non-consumable items, the point wasn’t to sell a lot, but to maintain scarcity.
“You have to maintain the image of an item that can’t be easily obtained even if you have the money. That way, you can earn a lot even while selling little. That’s what you call a luxury good.”
Recalling Grandpa’s words, Gru stroked her chin.
Things that cost a lot of Filial Piety Points needed to become luxury goods. That way, she could make few and earn a lot.
For that reason, Gru had been developing a new product that used few Filial Piety Points while having high consumption rates—
And that was none other than syrup.
It was easy to make and didn’t require many Filial Piety Points.
*Above all, even adults can easily use it.*
When she had checked the reviews of her previous items, adults had found it inconvenient to use children’s toys.
So for various reasons, selling syrup was much more efficient.
*Besides, if I improve the syrup, the options get even better!*
Making cotton candy at home hadn’t been simply for play.
She had been trying to create the syrup, which until now had only been synthesized with water, in a different form.
The result was a success!
But there was a separate problem. The sales route.
To become the sales supreme, it was impossible to just send trickles to an agency.
She needed a route for mass supply.
*
A worn-out tricycle moved toward the Hyeonak Guild Master’s office.
Squeak squeak squeak—
Jurim, who had been reading comments on a mom cafe, turned her head at the sound of the bicycle.
“……?”
The thought, *Gru had been sulking and hadn’t ridden her bicycle since getting caught last time,* had barely crossed her mind when the face of a stupid-looking teddy bear came into view.
A now-familiar mechanical voice flowed from the teddy bear mask with its twitching crescent eyebrows.
— Guild Master of Hyeonak.
Jurim wiped her face dry.
“…….”
Was this a dream?
But no matter how much she rubbed her eyes, the sight of her daughter appearing in the Guild Master’s office wearing a teddy bear outfit and riding a tricycle was not a dream.
— Guild Master of Hyeonak. Are you asleep again?
“No. What, what is it. Ahem!”
So absurd was the situation that she stammered even as she spoke.
— Guild Master, I, Jjapsso, have come to Hyeonak to sell cotton candy!
Squeak—squeak—squeak—
The tricycle crept up to Jurim.
The teddy bear stopped the tricycle at an appropriate distance and pulled out a pouch from the sling bag she was wearing in front.
It was a pouch with a zipper for a mouth and a Half-Made Bear face.
— If you open this, cotton candy comes out.
When she pulled the zipper open, bright red cotton candy burst out like internal organs from a belly.