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Right now, a little doll was blocking your way, just getting out of the trash.
You have already cursed the day five times when you agreed to go with Susie and Kris to do a joint school project. First they told you about some dark world, and what in the end!?
You couldn't fight on your own anyway, because there was no weapon or shield in your inventory. The only thing that could help was to negotiate with this strange spam doll.
"COME ON [Say something] FINALLY!"
You took a deep breath. No one said it would be easy. Your whole body was shivering. What does he even want? A deal? Maybe money? What does he even mean by the words "Big shot"? It was this phrase that he repeated for five minutes.
"WHY DON'T YOU [accept the invitation] TO TALK?"
You were so immersed in your thoughts that you didn't notice how Spamton walked around you from all sides, as if trying to figure out if everything was fine with you. He squeezed your knees trying to attract attention to himself. You let out a short squeak from a sharp ticklish sensation. Oh- apparently he got the attention he wanted.
"ARE YOU [Hurting]?"
All you could say was a strangled "No".
"THEN WHAT WAS THAT [Mouse squeak]?"
"Everything is fine seriously-"
You didn't have time to finish as Spam squeezed your knees again. Now you giggled softly while covering your mouth with your hand.
"IS THAT [what I'm thinking]?"
"I don't know what you're thinking and I don't want to know!" you were still saying through quiet laughter. Suddenly your legs weakened and you fell to the ground with a characteristic sound. It definitely hurt, but there was no time to think about the fall.
Spamton's face is physically incapable of changing, but it seemed to you that he was grinning slyly standing in front of you.
"NOW [Dear customer] IS READY TO COMMIT [Deal]?"
It seems he took revenge in this way for saying about his low height, even considering that you didn't say anything like that.
Now you and Spamton were on the same level face to face.
"I'm not going to make any deals!"
Spamton came closer and loomed over you menacingly.
"ARE YOU SURE [Dear customer]?"
You were not allowed to say a word as Spam began to squeeze your sides, from which you let out a short squeal and giggled. I think if he really wanted to, he would have hurt you much earlier.
Meanwhile, the Spamton moved to your stomach, which made your voice an octave higher. Your face was suffused with color and tears began to flow from her eyes. You could have thrown it off, but you just didn't have the strength to perform such actions. The only thing you were thinking about was, "Get off me! Help!"
By the way, these were not only thoughts, you also swore at the seller out loud trying to explain to him what a little bastard he really is.
After a couple of such curses in the direction of Spamton, the seller finally stopped.
"ARE YOU READY [Make a deal][Dear customer]?"
"No! I'm not going to make any deals!"
"Well, in that case I have to..-"
Spam was already reaching out to you, but suddenly it was thrown back. You were both at a loss until you saw Kris. You mentally thanked God and swore that you would never walk through empty dark alleys again. Kris helped you up and cautiously pointed the sword at the seller.
Spamton muttered something under his breath and ran away.
"Thank you Kris! If it wasn't for you, I would-!"
Then you thought, "What would have happened?". I think in the end he would have let you go or you would have just agreed to the deal. Maybe it was even fun. Be that as it may, you are glad that Kris is here and you can continue your journey through the Cyber City.