Kidnapped Dragons (KR Web Novel)

Lairs largest childrens toy store,Baby toy.

The female owner was busy welcoming the incoming customers.

It had been ten years since she operated the business and she gained the ability to distinguish customers. Just like a fortune teller, she could discern whether a customer was someone who would be using a lot of money or not based on their faces.

“Welcome!”

As the door was pushed open, a cadet and a guardian walked in.

The green-haired cadet was pretty enough to surprise her. Her elaborate nose, eyes and crimson lips supplemented her innocent yet difficult-to-approach aura.

According to her physiognomy, she was most likely a type of person who wouldnt spend much money.

Then, what about the guardian?

A thick pair of eyebrows and a stiff gaze. He appeared extremely frightening and his tall height and large build made him appear huge. Judging from his atmosphere, he looked like someone who had been in a war until recently.

There were sometimes such guardians.

Looking at the mans face…

…It was scary.

However, she was a veteran.

The fact that a man like that was interested in childrens toys meant that he had returned from the battlefield to a daily life, and those customers tend to open their wallets relatively easily.

After sharing a short conversation, the cadet and the guardian soon split up.

Leaving the store, the green-haired cadet disappeared off to a distance. Seeing that, the owner made a tight grip.

Her opportunity had arrived.

The man threw a glance around the surroundings, before carrying his hand over to a blue teddy bear. It was one of the least popular teddy bears of the store, which cost roughly $20.

“Hello dear customer.”

His hazy gaze faced her – it was a frightening pair of eyes. In an instant, she could feel her fingertips turning stiff, but the owner decided to have a bit more courage.

“Are you perhaps thinking of a gift for a child?”

“…Yes.”

As expected, his voice was likewise scary. But this was merely the beginning. His mouth had opened, which was half the work done already.

“How old is the child?”

“Around… four years old.”

“I see. And was that your daughter?”

“No, not a daughter.”

“Ah, I see. Then are you perhaps the uncle?”

After some hesitation, he gave a nod.

“For a four-year-old child, toys that require more thinking are better than plushies. How about the role play sets over there instead of a teddy bear? Would you like to follow?”

The man obediently followed after her. From this point onward was her area of expertise.

The owner showed a role play toy set.

“This here is a kitchen set. It can be played with her uncle.”

“…”