Episode 42
There are few places that are as serious about VIP marketing as department stores.
A place that is very faithful to the ‘Pareto Law’, which states that the top 20% account for 80% of sales.
The same goes for Hunter Market, a large corporation modeled after a high-end department store, and D Market in Cheongdam.
Only the first three floors are open to general customers.
From the upper floor, that is, from the ‘private hall’, guards were controlling access by setting up a restricted line.
“Entry is only permitted to holders of a nationally recognized hunter license and their party. Please confirm.”
“I did it earlier?”
Kyeon Geum-hee responded bluntly.
By the time I got to the 4th floor, it was a procedure I had already gone through once.
However, the guard in front of the 7th floor remained expressionless without moving an inch.
Geum-hee exchanged glances with Geo and opened her bag again with an irritated hand.
“Sir, I am sorry to hear that you are not in a comfortable position.”
“……why?”
“The 7th floor and above are operated as the ‘Royal Exclusive Hall.’ There are restrictions on each floor depending on the level, and holders of an E-class license can only use up to the 6th floor.”
In a word, he was a mouthpiece. He was a population sucker.
= Why are you bringing in such a sloppy thing that doesn’t fit our conditions? Don’t muddy the waters and just go back. Ahem.
The guard, who had emphasized the word ‘E-class’, arrogantly clasped his hand behind his back.
Now I don’t even pay attention to this side.
Geum-hee silently took my stolen license and turned around with an indifferent expression.
“……I didn’t know that. I should bring Bambi next time. Let’s go, Jojo.”
“What kind of peddler are you to be talking like that?”
“Okay. Is it just a day or two that Hunters get cut by rank? I’m used to it.”
But Geo saw it.
Unlike the horse, the youngest’s earlobe turned red between his long, curly hair.
‘Anyway, lying has been a skill since ancient times.’
They said it wouldn’t hurt to have it, and it was true.
I just thought it was a bother, but I never thought I’d end up writing it like this.
Geo pretended to search his pockets and opened his inventory, patting the arm that was leading him to go.
The reason why Gyeon Geum-hee turned around without any hesitation, with the world’s number one ranked monster (name: Gyeon Ji-oh) of the human world standing next to her and representing each planet, was because she had confidence in herself.
I am confident that the license of Gyeonjio will not be opened here.
Because, as is the case with most ‘specials’ in the world, even the S-class Hunters were incredibly loud.
Of course, it is a licensed feature that it becomes more and more fancy depending on the awakening level…
However, if up to AAA level, the established framework and ‘license’ format are maintained, then from S level onwards, there is no such thing.
Numbering only.
When you inject magic power into the code given by the country, the unique sentence of each S-class Awakened person registered in the system is output as a hologram.
It was an act carried out under the pretext of the country specially managing the S-class, which were important forces but were a very small number.
So the S-classes each had their own license shape.
As long as the code was engraved, it didn’t matter what it was.
In the case of Gyeonjirok, it was a piercing, and Choi Da-wit was a bracelet.
Hold on……
‘……What was it?’
Oh, was that a ring?
I think I changed it a few times because I lost it…
A phone case? Uh, AirPods…?
‘……’
I don’t know. It must be somewhere……
If you look carefully, you’ll find it somewhere in the corner of your inventory.
Anyway, that’s not what I need right now.
Of course, we can’t bring out the emblem of the Magic King, which is full of black dragons and all sorts of fancy things, in a place like this.
“Here you go.”
Geo had something he had received a while ago.
HUNTER LICENSE / ROK /
Awakened One’s Jianjio
━ LEVEL. B ━
1st CLASS
Combat (Magic Specialization) • Inspection
The (fake) identification card that the director and Beom gave to Baldoje, saying that they were prepared for any emergency.
Of course, compared to the main character, the sub-character’s specs were incredibly poor.
The original principle of a pyramid is that the pie gets narrower as it goes up.
The same goes for the Awakened… no, it was the worst.
Even in today’s world where hunters are everywhere, those from B-class onwards are what are called ‘people from another world.’
In most guilds, the main force is usually B-class.
“Poem, I’m sorry.”
The guards’ attitude changed immediately.
As soon as he confirmed it, his expression changed and he added while fidgeting and checking my expression.
“Customers can use the 10th floor, ‘Trinity Hall’, without any floor restrictions. Should I contact the staff on that floor in advance so that they can accommodate you?”
The answer was given by Kyeon Geum-hee.
“Okay. I’ll take care of it.”
I didn’t know they were such kind people.
Passing through the guards clearing the way, without forgetting the gruff mutterings and shoulder pats.
Geo followed behind Geum-hee, who was walking ahead with confident steps.
Two hours after shopping started.
The windowless interior of the department store was still dazzlingly bright.
* * *
Clinical, 37 years old.
Occupation: VIP team personal shopper at Cheongdam D Market Trinity Building.
This gentleman with a stylish moustache, despite his neat appearance, has been acting very strange these days.
It’s been about half a year since I was recognized at the Busan Marine branch and moved up to the Cheongdam main branch.
This was because no notable achievements had been made yet.
Personal shoppers at general department stores and those at ‘Hunter Market’ have somewhat different characteristics.
If your side is a secretary system that is called by long-time customers’ requests and reservations under relatively systematic operation, then the Hunter side is a real-life lottery.
It was not uncommon for some random guy you had never seen before to show up and spend tens of billions of won.
Therefore, the reality was that shoppers were not called out gracefully when customers requested them, but had to always wait in front of the entrance to avoid missing a big catch, wondering if this was the lottery or that was the lottery.
‘If I could just grab one big hand, it wouldn’t be a problem to stabilize my life in Seoul……’
The territoriality of those Seoul snobbery bastards was no joke.
If we feel like a customer is acting up, we get together and toss them, push them… damn it.
Just now, while I was checking inventory for a customer who was working hard on something, the Holladan was stolen.
The clinician glanced nervously at the entrance.
It’s already the end of the month, and if I fail this month too…
At the same time, from the customer’s perspective.
The sound of footsteps echoing on the floor made all the shoppers’ heads turn like a flock of meerkats.
From head to toe. The scan takes exactly 15 seconds.
For seasoned veteran shoppers, that was plenty of time to get a customer’s estimate.
Two girls.
One side is a high school student named Mija.
On the other hand, he looks young, but he is definitely younger. He is estimated to be around twenty years old.
They don’t look alike at all, but there’s a high chance they’re sisters.
Judging from the way they walk, the direction of their bodies, and their eye level, the younger sibling has the upper hand in the relationship.
But the economic power is definitely with my sister.
My brother’s shoe brand is medium. And his bag is oh, an authentic Italian product?
The uniform is Saetbyeol High School, Gangnam District 8. Judging by the hair, nails, and maintenance, she is at least middle class.
Hmm. My sister’s side…
‘Hey, it’s hot.’
What’s that? Isn’t that a PC room freeloader?
Shoppers who were impressed by the dignity of this third-time student who came out of the neighborhood bar all turned their heads.
I concentrated on the things I was doing as if the scanning skills that rivaled those of a grader had never happened.
“……What is it? I feel strangely uneasy.”
“What are you talking about out of the blue, again?”
“No… This is strange. What is this feeling of being insulted from all sides?”
“Do you have any delusions of persecution?”
‘The touch is like that of an animal.’
The clinician who was listening attentively was secretly impressed.
‘Noticing the scans of veteran shoppers.’
It was the first time since I visited a few months ago, when I was told to wipe away the unpleasant eyes before the 8th ranked Choi Da-wit pulled them all out……
‘Wait a minute, what?’
For a moment, my spine stood on end.
I don’t know how to describe this feeling.
It felt like a bright light was turned on in my dark mind.
The clinician was thrilled.
The legend of Busan Marine Branch, the 16-year veteran merchant’s sense was crying out.
‘This is either a bust or a jackpot!’
The entrance is still deserted.
At Trinity Hall, where 1:1 personalized service is the rule, one shopper must always follow a customer.
As it is a fish that has already calculated its fate, it is the point at which everyone is putting it off and turning away.
The clinician walked with brisk strides.
“Hello, customer!”
“Thank you for visiting Trinity Hall. I am Im, Sang, and In, your dedicated VVIP personal shoppers at Trinity. I will be your eyes and hands today and serve you without any shortcomings. Please take care of me.”
As I bowed politely, I could hear the muffled laughter of my colleagues.
But the clinician who raised his head became more and more confident.
‘There’s red bean paste on the sleeves of your sweatpants!’
When you look closely, it’s an even more horrendous mess!
The audacity to walk through Korea’s best luxury goods store in sweatpants covered in shaved ice and slippers with character socks!
‘I’m sure of it. I’m right. This guy is either crazy or a big shot.’
There has never been a person in human history who cared so little about others, except for the ancient Chinese emperors.
“Huh… Why are you looking at other people’s eyes when you’re not even volunteering?”
“Hey! Be quiet. Oh, don’t worry about this. Then I’ll ask you something. Mr……. Merchant Shopper.”
“Haha. If you feel uncomfortable with the title, you can just call me uncle or something like that.”
“Oh, okay. Mr. Im. Do you have anything good today?”
“Hold on!”
Is it an illusion that I can hear my colleagues’ laughter in surround sound?
‘No…… I’m right……’
Trying to calm his wavering mind, the clinician led the Kyeon sisters inside.
Without erasing the professional smile.
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