Devil's Department Store

Oak Street is the busiest commercial street in the town, not only during the day, but also at night, the neon lights of various bars will still point out the direction for the rioting young people.

But now, the area is eerily silent.

The street was empty, and the buildings on both sides were in a strange stillness, including the ever-changing neon lights, which all stopped at the same color.

The only thing left out seemed to be an old department store whose decoration was out of place with the whole street. The small bulbs of the same style as the Christmas tree on the store sign were still flickering, trying to make the store sign clear to passers-by. The name of the store on the website - "Devil Department Store".

There is also a newly made small wooden signboard under the signboard, trying to show its presence with the dazzling colored light.

"The customer is Satan! Devil's Department Store, guarantee you the most perfect shopping experience!", the small wooden sign read crookedly, signed with a Q version of a devil's head with goat horns. Eye.

The eerie silence lasted until midnight, and the Devil's Department Store finally welcomed its guests.

This is a middle-aged man who almost had the word "failure" written on his face. He smelled of alcohol, and the old clothes he was wearing were covered with unknown stains. The only good thing about him was his burly figure. Although that mostly comes from obesity.

The man's face was flushed. He didn't know whether it was because of the wine or what he was going to do next. He ignored the other shops on the street, walked straight to the Devil's Department Store, and pushed open the door.

The second after he disappeared behind the door, the Devil's Department Store was gone, and the street was once again bustling.

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Miser is a succubus and also the owner of Devil Department Store. Due to various reasons, he took a large mortgage in hell and had to leave his hometown to open a store in the world to earn money—to emphasize that his procedures are complete. Yes, leaving hell is perfectly legal.

It's just that the economy has declined in recent years, and business is not doing well. Let alone repaying the loan, the beautiful little face of the succubus has lost weight from starvation.

Lost the room to pick and choose, even if the souls of some customers are not worth a lot of money when sold to hell as monster feed, Miser can only recognize it by pinching his nose.

That's right, it's the feed in front of me... no, customer.

Miser put on his professional smirk: "Welcome! Once again."

The man didn't hear what Miser was saying, as soon as his eyes fell on Miser's body, he was stuck, and almost forgot why he came here.

This is normal, Miser is a succubus after all.

Miser's human appearance is that of a young man somewhere between a teenager and a young adult, wearing a black hoodie and blue jeans, he looks vigorous, his eyebrows are curved like the moon, and his eyes are round and bright, shining with sly The radiant light, thick eyelashes, straight nose bridge, small nose tip, rosy lips full of sensuality, slightly pouting, tempting everyone to kiss.

Miser's human skin looks very good-looking, but this good-looking is far from perfect. There is another kind of evil charm emanating from every inch of his skin, making it impossible for anyone who sees him to move. Opening his eyes, he prostrated himself at his feet uncontrollably.

This is the talent of the succubus.

In other words, although Miser is now being polite out of professional ethics, in fact, even if he greets the man while slapping the man's face, poor humans can only feel the sincerity of the succubus.

The man didn't know how many slaps he had escaped. His gaze was obscenely attached to the succubus until he finished scanning the entire upper body of the succubus protruding from the cash register. Then he greedily stared at Miser's face and said, "Go up!" What I said last time is true, you can buy everything here, right?!"

Miser blinked and smiled, "Of course."

It wasn't the first time for the customer in front of him to come to the Devil's Department Store. The last time Miser just introduced his identity and store, the customer ran away in fright. Given the reputation of the devil in the world, this situation is normal.

According to No.30 of the "Devil's Code": Demons can only seduce humans, but cannot forcibly take their souls. At that time, Miser could only watch the other party flee.

But as long as the desire has the possibility of being satisfied, no one can let it go, so Miser is not worried, 90.00% of the escaped guests will come back here again, and this time is no exception.

Miser smiled and patiently introduced the main business of Devil's Department Store to the other party again: "Money, power, beauty, love, whatever you want, as long as you pay enough, I can satisfy your needs."

"Of course," Miser added for fear that this person would be too stupid, "This is a department store for demons. Human currency has no purchasing power."

The fat on the man's face trembled slightly, and anyone could see his eagerness and excitement at the moment, he pulled out a twisted and stiff smile, and said, "Of course, I understand, you want human souls, right? I have a wife and a daughter, they are very good, I guarantee their souls will satisfy you, if it is not enough, I also have a mother, she is old, she has a few years to live, but... ..."

Miser shook his head, interrupted him before he finished speaking, and corrected: "No, no, the rules are not like this, I only deal with you, you can only buy things with your own things, Your wife's soul belongs to your wife, your daughter's soul belongs to your daughter, and of course your mother's."

The man was taken aback, and then protested: "What do you mean? Those are my wife and daughter, why can't I exchange their souls!"

This kind of customers who can't communicate is really annoying, but in the service industry, Miser explained with a smirk: "Of course it can't be counted like this. For example, if the rules you said are true, then why should I open a store? I just want to You need to make a deal with the country's prime minister, can't you easily get the soul of an entire country?"

The man opened his mouth, seemingly convinced by Miser, but he soon realized what it meant not to be able to trade someone else's soul.

Although selling his wife, daughter and old mother is very refreshing, it is another matter when it comes to himself. The man looked at Miser in fear, and wanted to run away again.

Seeing this, Miser quickly said: "I understand what you are thinking, but please don't worry, the currency in circulation here is not only souls, in fact, no human has ever died in my store because of losing their souls .”

Hearing this, the man lowered his foot that was about to be raised. Miser breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Aside from your soul, you actually have many valuable things in your body."

That's right, besides the soul, Devil's Department Store also has other currencies that can be circulated, such as wisdom and talent, and what does this person in front of him have...

Miser blinked, trying to find something useful from the opponent's soul full of violence, alcohol, etc., but after all, this is a soul that can only be used as fodder for monsters. Miser found nothing and could only say awkwardly: " Good luck, good luck, your luck is alright, and ... er ... health?"

The ability of the succubus prevented the man from hearing Miser's erratic tone, but he couldn't understand: "Me? Good luck?"

Miser nodded resolutely, and boasted exaggeratedly: "Of course, being able to live is a kind of good luck in itself, not to mention you have a family, my God, there are enough unlucky singles these days, Isn’t that enough that you are married? Believe me, you do have good luck, not too much, but enough to buy some things.”

The performance of the succubus was very convincing, the man believed it, and said nervously: "Then what can my good luck buy?"

Miser asked back, "What do you want?"

The man froze for a moment, then immediately replied: "Money! I want money!"

money!What an endless answer!Lowest cost item in the entire store!Miser smiled, this time it was a sincere one, which almost dazzled the man's eyes.

Miser stood up, took five glass bottles filled with gold powder from the shelf, and arranged them on the table in descending order.

Facing the greedy gazes of humans, Miser reached out and tapped the smallest bottle, and said, "This is money. There is only a specific amount, and there is no fixed value. I mean, they will be automatically calculated according to the currency you want. Realize the value, the smallest one is 100, the bigger one is 200 million, and the bigger one is [-] million..."

The man could no longer hear what Miser was saying, and he put all his body and mind on those small glass bottles, and his eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

Miser said: "Your luck is probably enough to buy this smallest bottle."

As he spoke, Miser pushed the small bottle out, and the man eagerly reached out to grab it, but he stopped before touching the bottle.

The smallest bottle is only 100, and the second bottle is [-] million. The man can't help but think, the third bottle is only doubled compared to the second one, but the two are ten times!He didn't complain at all if he couldn't get the third bottle, but how could he be willing to get the first one?

The wavering in the man's eyes couldn't be more obvious. He looked at Miser, swallowed, and said, "If I want a second bottle...how much less?"

The price difference of the three bottles is of course a trap set by the devil, and the man's reaction was also expected, the succubus smiled cunningly, and replied: "Of course, you can afford it, it's not much worse, as long as You can add a little health to it."

The man almost wanted to agree immediately, but remembered that he was making a deal with the devil, so he held back and asked cautiously, "How much is a little bit?"

Hearing this, Miser frowned in distress, as if some trick had been punctured, and reluctantly replied: "Well, it's not a little bit, if your current health is ten, then pay Five will do."

Health is not like illusory luck, it is much more important to human beings!The man felt that he had seen through the devil's trap, let down his vigilance, and finally let go: "I can only pay [-]% of my health!"

Miser spread his hands, shook his shoulders, and said, "That's not enough, you can only take the smallest bottle."

The man hurriedly said: "No! I want a second bottle! What else do I have?!"

"Oh?" Miser blinked and said, "You still have a soul."

The man froze in place, but Miser knew that the customer had been shaken. After haggling for so long, 100 million was right in front of his eyes, and he was only a little away from getting it. Few people could maintain their rationality.

Sure enough, Miser heard the man tremblingly asking, "How much is the soul...?"

Miser laughed, leaned down, looked into the man's eyes, and said in a voice so gentle that water dripped out, "The soul is the most valuable thing. If it's health, you're still three points away, but if it's the soul, you're only one point away." Five, as long as you pay one-twentieth of your soul..."

Miser pushed the second bottle towards the man and said seductively, "It's yours."

There was silence in the shop, the human being trembled at some point, fear and desire were entangled in his mind, his teeth collided and rattled.

The succubus is persuasive: "I promise, one-twentieth of the soul is nothing, just like a person missing an insignificant finger, it will not have any impact on your life..."

His voice sounded so sincere and gentle, and the bottle filled with gold powder was so attractive. When the man came back to his senses, he realized that he had said "yes" unknowingly.

The transaction was successful!

Miser showed a happy smile. Seeing that the man couldn't wait to take away the second bottle, he reached out and grabbed the air, collected his part of the reward, and said with a lively smile: "Then the transaction is successful, I wish you the next Happy life! Your purchases will be cashed out in the form of lottery tickets…”

Before Miser finished speaking, the man immediately turned around and ran out, fearing that he would get his own money later, Miser did not stop the other party, but stood where he was, and routinely completed a demon’s sincere exhortation to the customer .

"Devil Department Store is 100% for the sake of our customers. Here I need to remind you that since you have lost nearly [-]% of your luck and part of your health, in the next life, please pay attention to safety, pay attention to high-altitude throwing objects, and don't run red lights... ..."