Leo received the notification he had been waiting for from the system while looking at the emptied and cleaned-out shop in front of him.
[Do you want to fully initialize the Invincible Market Owner System?]
After glancing around, Leo fell into thought.
At that moment, the voices of a woman and a small girl came from the stairs inside the market.
After waiting for a short while, Leo saw Hana coming down the stairs quickly but carefully, and behind her, Mrs Saem, who was trying to dry Hana's wet hair with a towel as she followed.
In the end, Mrs Saem let Hana go, and Hana ran over and hugged Leo's knee.
As an ordinary mother from the 90s, Mrs Saem seemed to be a strict mother.
When Leo recalled memories of his own mother bathing him during his childhood in his previous life, he understood why Hana was hiding behind him so eagerly and laughed.
"When are you planning to open the market, Leo?"
"I've already ordered the shelves and the products I will sell, Mrs Saem. Thank you for your help with Hana."
"Haha, it's not a problem. I used to run this huge market all by myself every day. A little work does not tire me out. Unlike me, you look more tired. Even though you only went out shopping, you and Hana fell asleep together the moment you came back. Let me give you some advice. If I were as young and handsome as you, I would try to become an extra in a drama. With looks like yours, it would be hard not to stand out. Before you even realize it, you could become one of those femboys on TV and make a lot of money."
After getting over her initial gloom, Mrs Saem had become much more outgoing. She expressed her opinions without hesitation, which was comforting for someone like Leo, who had been emotionally lonely for a long time. After all, mentally speaking, Mrs Saem and he were close in age.
He felt as if he had found a friend he could speak to comfortably.
"It sounds like a great idea, but I don't want to waste my life on ridiculous dramas all day."
"Oppa, what does femboy mean?"
"Femboy refers to men who look very gentle but have a collection of electric chainsaws at home. If you ever see one, make sure you stay away from him, okay?"
"What kind of nonsense are you filling Hana's head with?"
"Hana, do you think I am lying?"
"Oppa is a very good person. He would never lie. Aunt Saem is very bad!"
"Absolutely."
At that moment, a truck pulled up to the front of the shop. It was filled with the furniture that Leo and Hana had bought during the day.
To Mrs Saem's shock, high-end technological kitchen appliances were carried into the kitchen, followed by the latest model but colorful furniture being placed into the house by the workers.
Since Mrs Saem knew that Leo had bought all the furniture, she retreated to a corner to wage a long internal battle with her feminine instincts, forcing herself not to say anything about where the furniture should be placed.
When Leo saw that she was not saying anything, he pointed out where a few essential items should go and left the rest to Hana.
When the workers frowned, thinking that Leo was using them like toys, Leo promised them that he was not playing games.
A few minutes later, Hana began giving instructions to a group of strong men on where to place the furniture, filled with excitement.
As they watched Hana scream with joy after each piece of furniture was placed, the anger on the workers' faces gradually faded away.
Looking at the furniture of different colors and styles that Hana had chosen, Leo wanted to boast to Mrs Saem about how bright and positive the house felt, but when he turned his head, he saw Mrs Saem coughing up blood and fainting.
Indeed, the furniture-related obsessions of a middle-aged woman were not something to be underestimated.
"Mrs Saem, if you want, we can rearrange the furniture the way you like."
"Absolutely not. This house is yours now, and I have already taken your money. It will stay however you want it."
Leaving those words behind, Mrs Saem walked past the pink fluffy giant armchair and headed to her room. On the way, she tripped over the cat chair that Hana had placed and fell, but she stood up as if nothing had happened and entered her room.
After hearing the sound of the door locking behind her, Leo gave a bitter smile and decided to return to his unfinished real work.
At that moment, he heard the steady sound of breathing coming from the depths of another single pouf chair. With one hand, he lifted Hana out of the pouf and carried her to his room.
After a brief moment of discomfort, Hana fell back asleep, and the smile on Leo's face disappeared.
Leo quickly went downstairs and used the remaining cardboard from the furniture to cover the shop windows from the outside. That way, anyone looking from the outside would see nothing.
The only opening left was the gap at the front door of the shop.
While calling one of the workers who had just helped move his things, Leo picked up a stone from the ground and walked to the blind spot of the street camera.
When the call connected, a tired voice came from the other side.
"Hello, I got your number earlier today."
"Ohh yeah, right, Mr Leo. Please do not tell me that you need help moving your belongings again, because we cannot do that."
"Why does everyone start complaining before I even get to speak?"
"Uh, sorry about that. How can I help you?"
"Was the truck yours?"
"Yes."
During the earlier conversation, Leo had checked all the windows of the surrounding buildings and made sure that no one was watching him. With a swift motion, he threw the stone in his hand and shattered the street camera.
"I want to rent your truck for the night."
"I am sorry, sir, but I remember you saying during our chat that you do not have a driver's license."
"Do not overthink it. Meet me at the location I will send you. Come pick up your truck from in front of my house before sunrise. In return, ten million won. Do not worry, I will not do anything illegal."
After those words, there was no sound from the other side of the phone for a while. However, the background noises coming through the phone slowly faded away.
"Mr Leo, please do not misunderstand, but I don't think I can trust you that much. Even though my truck is old, it is worth more than fifteen million."
"Deal. Fifteen million won than. I am sending the location."
Leo did not hesitate to spend an extra five million for his own safety. The voice on the other end of the phone also did not try to inflate the price any further. Outside, some people were killed for fifteen million won. Even if Leo really did something illegal, at most, he would spend one night at the police station for negligence and pay a few million in fines.
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