Seeing Noelle's rather strange way of greeting, Dainsleif felt a little taken aback.
Sure enough, it was just as that floating creature had said—
Reading a manga here really did cost 100,000 Mora.
But to him, such a sum was nothing.
Compared to the rewards one might obtain, it was already cheap.
With that thought in mind, Dainsleif directly pulled out 100,000 Mora.
"Noelle pointed toward the shelves.
'The manga are over there.'
"Much obliged."
Dainsleif nodded and headed inside.
As he passed the counter, he noticed a black-haired young man sipping tea leisurely.
"So that's the mysterious Boss Han?"
Dainsleif couldn't help but size him up.
He had heard quite a bit about this man from Lumine and Paimon.
He hadn't expected him to look so young.
"Mr. Dainsleif, welcome to the Solace Book house."
Han Feng smiled lightly upon noticing the man's gaze.
"You know me?"
Dainsleif's heart skipped a beat.
His identity was one shrouded in secrecy—
Few truly knew who he was.
Yet this Boss Han seemed to see right through him.
"Who you are isn't important. As long as you're here to read manga, that's enough.
I only hope you'll gain what you're seeking."
Han Feng's tone was calm.
"What I'm seeking…"
Dainsleif murmured to himself.
If possible, he wished to return five hundred years ago…
To prevent Khaenri'ah's destruction.
But… could that ever be possible?
Even if he truly went back,
facing Celestia and the Seven, he would have no real power to resist.
No…
Perhaps this manga shop could bring change.
With that thought, Dainsleif went to the shelves,
and finally picked up Digimon Adventure.
"Boss, here you go."
Noelle walked over and placed the Mora she'd collected onto the counter.
"The extra words you added just now—those were your own idea?"
Han Feng asked curiously.
"Yes, Boss. Otherwise, if situations like Miss Mona's happen again, it'd be troublesome."
Noelle smiled.
As her voice fell, Fischl entered the shop with Oz.
"Storekeeper, sovereign of myriad worlds, this Princess of Condemnation has come to fulfill her pact with you!"
Fischl declared.
Ever since she obtained the power of the Eye of the Wicked King,
she had been searching for companions to save the world with.
Unfortunately, after searching all day, she'd found nothing.
Still—she couldn't neglect her manga reading, so she had come back.
"My lady means to say: Boss, she wishes to read manga."
Oz translated dutifully.
"Welcome, Miss Fischl, and Oz."
Noelle stepped forward to greet her.
She was already familiar with this unusual girl.
"Noelle… did you know of this princess's coming, and thus come to receive my grace?"
"…100,000 Mora per person, only once a day,"
Noelle cut her off helplessly.
"Here!"
Fischl happily handed over 100,000 Mora,
then went straight to the shelves and chose Cardcaptor Sakura.
Perhaps thanks to Venti's earlier "publicity campaign,"
the shop was noticeably busier this afternoon.
Soon after Fischl, several more customers came.
Noelle didn't complain—
she actually hoped for more guests,
so she could be of more help to Boss Han.
Watching her bustling back and forth, Han Feng nodded inwardly.
Hiring this little maid had truly been his best decision lately.
Otherwise, with manga multiplying and guests increasing,
managing them all alone would've been far too troublesome.
"It should be time to draw a new manga, right?"
Seeing the crowded shop, Han Feng checked his system panel.
[Host: Han Feng]
[Manga: One Piece – East Blue Arc, Cardcaptor Sakura, Digimon Adventure, Love, Chunibyo & Other Delusions, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Cooking Master Boy, Cautious Hero: The Hero Is Overpowered but Overly Cautious, Detective Conan, Journey to the West, Tom and Jerry]
[Mission 1: Receive 10 customers to draw a manga. Progress: 11/10 → Eligible to draw once.]
[Mission 2: Receive 100 customers to obtain an exclusive reward. Progress: 38/100.]
"Looks like today we'll definitely hit 40."
Han Feng smiled.
The last two days combined had barely reached 40 customers.
But today alone had already surpassed that number.
Clearly, his shop's reputation had spread.
Of course, with more people coming,
the store was starting to feel a little cramped.
He'd have to consider solutions later.
For now, though—it was time to draw.
"System, draw a manga!"
[Drawing…]
[Result: Doraemon]
[Doraemon: A robotic cat from the 22nd century, Doraemon is sent back to the 20th century by his owner, Sewashi Nobi, to help his ancestor—an elementary schooler named Nobita—overcome difficulties. Using all sorts of gadgets from his 4-dimensional pocket, Doraemon helps Nobita deal with everyday troubles, while sharing light-hearted, humorous, and touching moments with his mother Tamako, and his friends Shizuka, Gian, and Suneo.]
"Doraemon?!"
Han Feng was taken aback.
This would make Venti and Paimon ecstatic.
From the very first day,
ever since they'd seen the Gourmet Tablecloth,
they had been pining for Doraemon.
And now—it had really arrived.
He could already imagine their excitement tomorrow.
A flash of dazzling light—
a brand-new manga materialized in his hand.
It was Doraemon.
"Boss, is that a new manga?"
Having just finished receiving a customer, Noelle returned,
only to see an unfamiliar book in Han Feng's hand.
The cover featured… a strange cat without ears?
"Yes. It's a slice-of-life story,
but the gadgets inside are anything but ordinary."
Han Feng's smile held a trace of mystery.
Something as simple as the Bamboo-Copter could let one fly.
Here in Teyvat, only powerful Anemo wielders could dream of such freedom.
And then there were things like the Shrink Ray,
the Pass-Through Ring,
and even the phone booth that could alter causality itself—
a weapon against fate.
"Place it on the shelf."
Han Feng handed her the book.
"Mm!"
Noelle took it with interest.
She wanted to see just how unusual it was.
But alas—she'd already used her daily chance this morning.
She would have to wait until tomorrow.
At that moment, Razor walked over, holding Tom and Jerry.
"Boss… finished. Funny. Very fun."
Razor grinned broadly.
Since the day he was born,
he'd rarely experienced such joy.
But while reading Tom and Jerry,
he had laughed nonstop, unable to hold back.
He felt that even without a reward,
this happiness alone was worth 100,000 Mora.
"That's good to hear."
Han Feng smiled.
It was, after all, a timeless comedy,
filled with slapstick and hilarity—
even the most serious person couldn't help but laugh.
Still, he was curious.
What kind of reward would Tom and Jerry bring to Razor?
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