The journey of life is full of twists and turns.
The older I get, the more unnecessary feelings I tend to have.
This morning, in a half-asleep, half-awake state, I saw the God-sama, who said to me:
"Do you want to be a passerby?"
I nodded desperately, and then fell into a deep sleep, until I was awakened by Ilan.
Thinking carefully, was the God-sama trying to say "go dream on"?
Such an arrogant God-sama.
But even without relying on God-sama, as long as I see the hero, I can be a passerby.
So...
"Ilan! Today we're going to buy a pet to bring home!"
"Wow!"
Suddenly, Ilan's smile overflowed with happiness.
Her whole body trembled with joy as she excitedly grabbed the sleeves of my shirt.
She must have thought that I agreed to buy a pet to satisfy her childish request. Sorry, little Ilan, I had my own reasons as well. Since I'm waiting for the hero to appear here, I must forget my otherworldly past and live a peaceful life as a villager.
According to my observation, most of the residents in this village keep pets!
Such as cats and dogs.
After considering all aspects, if I leave the weapon shop like going to a flower shop, Ilan can also have a playmate. If necessary, we can also buy a large dog to protect Ilan.
Since it's for Ilan, we'll mainly go with her preferences.
Little Ilan might like cats? That's not bad either, I don't have much resistance to cats.
However, Ilan skillfully avoided the lazy or cute kittens.
"I want that one."
After much deliberation, Ilan, hiding behind me, carefully pointed to an animal in a cage.
Let me see...
Silver fur like moonlight, white teeth, black gem-like eyes, big face with long ears, slightly smaller than a horse. At the moment, it was looking at little Ilan with gentle eyes. I admit that this animal looked very beautiful compared to others of its kind.
But, this is a donkey, right?
No matter how you look at it, it's a donkey, right? Except for its unusual silver fur. In fact, in the original world there's a story by Cervantes about living and playing with a silver donkey, which proves that silver donkeys are not unique to this world.
"Why choose this little donkey?"
I asked Ilan with a smile.
Ilan was already wiping tears from her eyes. Huge tears rolling down.
"Because, little Furball looks so lonely, just like me before I met my brother. So I thought, I thought..."
She was completely choked up at this point.
At this point, I couldn't not buy it.
I looked at the donkey.
That donkey, with a cunning smile on its face, as if its scheme had succeeded, was grinning at me, revealing all of its teeth.
I can't buy it! No matter what, I shouldn't buy it!
"Please save Mr. Furball!"
Ilan pointed at the donkey, and in that instant, tears began to flow from the donkey's eyes, and it lifted a front paw to fiddled with the cage.
It looked so pitiful, as if lamenting its sad fate.
This fellow is an acting genius.
If there were Oscars in this world, this year's winner might be a donkey.
Ilan hugged my leg tightly.
When I recalled the bewildered look in her eyes when she first arrived at my home, I compromised.
After all, it's necessary to help a creature that shares the same experiences as one's own.
Ilan's growth must be encouraged.
"Alright, from now on, you'll be called Little Furball."
Little Furball put away its cunning expression and obediently bowed its head.
It was indeed a smart donkey. If it still showed me that cunning look after I agreed to buy it, I would have given up on the purchase immediately and left with Ilan. But since it chose to bow its head obediently, it must not be a bad creature by nature.
However, the owner of the pet store was the exact opposite - a silent, bad person.
Seeing Ilan's love for Little Furball, he unhesitatingly asked for a high price.
Two gold coins!!
The high-quality knives I made only sell for five silver coins, which means I would have to trade 12 knives for this cunning donkey.Could the knife I made not be as good as this donkey?
Moreover, once I bargain, I will inevitably talk about the disadvantages of the little furry ball, which will have a negative impact on Ilan.
Well, I should act like a gentleman at this time.
I hand over two gold coins to the shopkeeper with a sly grin on his face and gracefully hand the reins to Ilan.
The smile of the little furry ball is definitely learned from the shopkeeper.
Ilan happily wipes away her tears and snot with her sleeve, though I know this means we'll have to do laundry again. I'm considering whether or not to let Ilan do it by herself this time.
Her nose is red, but that smile is indeed a genuine treasure, and the two gold coins are worth it.
Ilan leads the little furry ball in front, and I gently pat the little furry ball's butt.
The latter hums softly.
The silver fur feels quite comfortable to touch.
Although it is a pet, it also has a saddle and reins. If Ilan goes out to play in the future, it would be a good mount. Sitting on this, she could escape any danger. After all, this donkey might be smarter than little Ilan.
Although I really want to say it's a significant gain, I still have to build a stable, fence, collect hay, buy feed, and cleaning tools for the fur, which are all things I must do as an uncle.
But I'm good at carpentry, and I can surely create the most beautiful house.
Great! Now I am a qualified villager!
