Strange Grief Wants to Retire ~The Weakest Hunter’s Hero Dream~ - 83.2
Chapter 83 Auction ④
In the first place, it isn’t like I gave up on the mask.
The signal I give to Tino each time is to raise the bid one increment at a time.
The funds Sytry prepared is around nine hundred and fifty million Gils. Assuming that her plan succeeded, I can suppose that I can get the mask for around two hundred million Gils, so I can use up to seven hundred and fifty million Gils.
I am not familiar with Alchemy, but the latest Golem shouldn’t cost more than seven hundred and fifty million.
When I am sitting deeply in my chair, crossing my leg and showing an expression that I still have allowance, the price of the Golem is slowly rising in front of me.
From two hundred million to three hundred million. From three hundred million to four hundred million. Four hundred million!?
Wait a minute, who is this!
How much money are you planning to spend on this Golem that is treated as a doll, I can’t believe it.
Four hundred million. If I have four hundred million, I would be able to buy four hundred Relics, each costing one million.
The auction site is quiet, due to the unexpected bid price. The person who is also trying to buy it, must also be surprised.
First, it was thirty million. The starting bid was thirty million. I said I could get up to seven hundred and fifty million, but I expected that I could get it probably around three hundred million.
Sytry-chan claps her hands on her chest and watches the progression while her heart was pounding fast. I have no choice but to cross my arms without losing my composure
Do you want it? Sytry, do you really want that?
No, sorry. It is fine. It is Sytry’s money to begin with. It is fine, but…
I am not in the position to say this, but Sytry’s money perception is kind of crazy. So, she won’t probably back off in the middle of it.
The price is rising slowly. There is only one person… Only one person.
The price of a doll that no one was paying attention would jump up so high. Who would have thought that when the mask was the one getting all the attention in this auction?
“This is… Who would have imagined it! Five Hundred million Gils! It has finally passed the five hundred million Gils bearing! From now on, the bid increment will be at twenty million Gils. Five hundred and twenty million! Five hundred and twenty million has appeared!
Five hundred and twenty million… Are you millionaire or what? Well, it still doesn’t reach my debt though.
Is this also the bad consequence of an auction? He probably wouldn’t have imagined that there would be a competitor ready to spend five hundred million for a doll.
With the smallest bid incrementation, the price continues to gradually raise. An awesome feeling of tension and a strange exaltation rising is the best part in an auction but this time, I don’t want to have that, so I am just hoping that the other person will give up soon.
When the price exceeds six hundred and sixty million, Sytry says on the verge of tears.
“… Cry-san… It is enough. At this rate, Cry-san wish would…”
This price is unexpected. If we didn’t prepare the money for the mask, we probably wouldn’t be able to afford it.
But let me tell you this… All this money is yours, okay. Sytry, Liz and Tino has gathered it together but I didn’t put a single Gil inside because I didn’t have any money. Sorry.
Without mincing my words, I say to Sytry.
“You don’t have to worry about anything. … Right. I was gathering money to buy the Golem in the first place.”
“!? I didn’t… Noticed it at all… I thought… It was the usual illness, as usual, again…”
As usual… I didn’t say anything and I look straight at the stage.
Give up. Hey, I have over seven hundred and fifty million here. Please give it up around here.
I am begging you so please give up. Dogeza? Will you give up if I do a dogeza? I will so do it.
My prayer wasn’t answer and the auctioneer excitedly cried out.
“And here come an additional one hundred million! Seven hundred and sixty million… Number twenty-five, Seven hundred and sixty million!”
Who the hell is number twenty-five!!
Tino who approximatively knows the circumstances and my budget, opens her eyes and looks up at me. I silently showed a thumbs up to continue.
I have a sharp stomachache. With this, unless the Ojou-sama gives up on mask, the future where I can get it is gone.
But then, if it is like this… I will definitively show you that I can get this Golem. I found a breath of life in my dying breath.
Perhaps the opponent budget is way higher than us and it is possible that we can’t get it at all but if I do my best and still doesn’t win then Sytry-chan will probably also give up.
The opponent should also be in pain. The original price of this thing was thirty million Gils.
The chance of winning… isn’t nill, I think. The addition of one hundred million is probably the opponent best effort… Before his limit. If it isn’t his limit, then he should be close to his limit.
I take a deep breath and give a new signal to the frightened Tino.
And this is… The end.
“Uh!? And an additional one hundred million more! It is now eight hundred and sixty million Gils! Number sixty-six, eight hundred and sixty million Gils!”
I’m gonna puke. It has been a while since I spent so much money on a single item.
My stomach is all stuffy. Even if I say I have a ten-digit debt, that was made by slowly piling it up, for me whose roots are from the poor, this feeling is too stressful.
A shivering horror. As expect, the increase of one hundred million was unexpected, there is no sign of a new voice rising.
Even if there isn’t any sword, this is definitively a battle.
How many white coins is eight hundred and sixty million Gils? How many kilos is that? You take check?
“Is the other renouncing? Eight Hundred and sixty million Gils. It is eight hundred and sixty million Gils. In thirty seconds, fair warning before being considered sold to number sixty-six.”
Die. Perish. Give up!
I take a deep breath. I just offer a prayer to a god, I never believed in.
Sytry is curled up as if she was waiting for the storm to pass.
Our limit is right in front of me.
If you have eight hundred and sixty million Gils, you can live and play forever. I wonder what was Sytry planning to use her marriage funds for?
Empty and useless words are floating in my head. This is also called escapism.
Hasn’t thirty seconds passed already!? One second feels like minutes.
Time is stretched endlessly. A black Golem is illuminated by a chandelier and making it sparkles. The auctioneer in a tuxedo next to the stage opens his mouth.
And the auctioneer’s eyes open widely.
“Ni… Nine hundred and sixty million Gils.”
“Nine hundred and sixty million Gils! It appeared! Number twenty-five, Nine hundred and sixty million Gils!”
This time I certainly fell the chill in my blood.
What the hell is that? Is it a business company, or an aristocrat? Impossible. It is just a Golem, you know!? Why would you spend such a large sum of money for such a Golem?
Sytry opens her eyes as if she was stunned. From her widely opens eyes, a line of tears slips down on her cheeks.
Liz sighs deeply.
“Aaaaah. This is unlucky… It is unusual for Cry-chan to lose. We should have sold weapons or everything that was possible. … Well, it can help it.”
I have a collection of Relics but in an auction, payment in-kind is not allowed for successful bids. Checks or cash, it is only between those two options.
Sytry lowers her head down. Tino stunningly looks at me.
I feel my cheek being pull. I make a small nod.
And the voice of the auctioneer echoes in the middle of the buzz.
“One billion!? Number sixty-six… One billion and sixty million Gils!”
Without wiping her tears, Sytry confusedly looks at me.
The funds collected by Sytry is nine hundred and fifty million Gils. In the case you make a successful bid and can’t pay it, you will be charge with a heavy crime, if you think about it, this is forbidden.
I am feeling calm. There isn’t a single piece of my previous turmoiled left inside of me.
Clear Tranquil1. I have finally attained the Nirvana. With a gentle smile, I hold Sytry’s hand.
“I told you so, don’t worry… No, I wanted you to worry a little bit.”
If I need to be specific… Yes. Please do a dogeza with me to Lucia.
It is dangerous. I have spent more than half of Lucia’s saving on my own. But I don’t regret it. I don’t regret it at all, you know.
“Time is up. The one who won this fierce battle is number sixty-six Greg Zangrif-samaaaa! A huge metal doll, the lot was knocked down at one billion and sixty million Gils! To the brave and victorious Hunter, everyone applause please!”
In the middle of the cheers and applause, Greg who was sitting next to Tino looks up at me with a pale look.
Thank for reading!
Wait, what why is it Greg the one who won and does auction really tell your name like this? XD
So glad I could finally write lot and knock down. Since I opened the auction glossary, I so wanted to put those word, eheh.
Good for you cry now you can finally say, keikaku dori XD
Tchao à plus.
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1. Clear Tranquil (Meikyo Shisui): Took the translation of FF11, it means Clear and serene and literal translation is as a polished mirror and still water.
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