Summary
“My granddaughter, Elisha. Promise me you’ll take care of the pawnshop…”
I failed to keep my grandfather’s dying wish and closed my eyes for the last time.
But when I opened them again, I was back to the past—before I lost everything and met my end!
“This time, I won’t let anyone steal my family or the pawnshop from me.”
I claimed my inheritance early to protect it. But why are all the customers who come to this pawnshop so… peculiar?
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“Does this pawnshop deal in people too?”
“What?”
“Nothing much. I was just wondering if you could buy me.”
“Uh… that’s definitely not nothing.”
An oddball, possibly a criminal, confidently requesting to sell himself.
“Are you the owner here?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“I see. And who gave you permission to run a business here?”
A suspicious figure, possibly a gangster, politely delivering thug-like lines.
“…Where did you even get this?”
“Why? Is it worthless? Did I bring something too small?”
“No, sir, this is a holy relic.”
“….”
“Where on earth did you steal this?!”
And another weirdo, possibly a thief, casually bringing in a stolen sacred artifact to pawn.
“Grandpa, there are just way too many troublesome people here…”
Can I really make this work?
