That Time a Shut-in for 300 Years Continued to Make Antiques , but All of It Turned out to Be Cheat-Level Magic Tools

Today, I left Alecto with Mei since we needed to tackle various new magic formulas, and I visited the client alone.

“Kyaa! I didn’t expect such a cute child to come—hey, want some sweets?”

“No, that’s…”

This time, the client was a woman in her mid-twenties and quite a beauty at that. However, it seems I am still seen only as a child. I’ve gotten used to it, though!

“Hehe, I really want children like you soon, but my husband is quite indifferent—”

I had no choice but to accept her offer for tea, but what is she saying! It’s troubling to have her pat my head while she talks like this, especially since I recognize her face.

“Can we get to the main topic?”

“Oh, right. But I wonder if you’re really okay with this… I’m a bit embarrassed…”

Hmm, I had noticed as soon as I entered the room. The client’s problem was that she was bad at cleaning.

Her mansion is quite large, and it wouldn’t be strange if she employed maids or other servants, but her husband is a frugal man who believes that cleaning is a task his wife can handle.

However, things didn’t go well, and she had secretly hired a cleaning servant for a while, but that was discovered, and she couldn’t use them anymore.

So, she’s been struggling ever since. Indeed, if Mei were here, she would probably start cleaning immediately.

“It’s embarrassing to ask for this, but…”

“Don’t say that. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. The sweets you made were delicious, and your tea was excellent. You should focus on what you’re good at, and for the things that are difficult, it’s okay to rely on solutions like this.”

Then, I took out a magical device from my bracelet. The client looked at it curiously.

“Um, what is this?”

“This is the Mamba, a magic-powered automatic vacuum cleaner. It can handle cleaning all by itself with just this one device.”

“What! Just this one?”

The client was surprised, but to prove it, I activated the Mamba. It is a thick, circular magical device.

Using a magic stone powered by a floating spirit, it levitates slightly when activated and begins to move. It opens at the bottom to suck in dirt, which is then transferred to a separate trash can set up elsewhere.

Moreover, the Mamba has retractable arms stored within it that can pick up non-trash items and place or return them as directed. This device also has a learning function that adapts to instructions from the user.

“How about that? With this, cleaning will become much easier, right?”

“Wow, so amazing! Oh, Mamba is so smart!”

Well, Mamba-chan? She seems to have taken a liking to it, even patting its “head” like it’s a pet.

“It would be great if it could do the laundry too.”

“In that case, I have the perfect magical device.”

“Really?”

“Yes, this is the magical washing machine!”

“Kyaaa, amazing!”

The magical washing machine is a box-shaped device. You just throw in the laundry, and it washes everything automatically, detecting stains and choosing the appropriate washing method by itself.

“Amazing! But it must be expensive, right?”

“Hmm, ideally, I would like 15 gold coins for the Mamba and 30 gold coins for the magical washing machine…”

“That’s cheap! Then I’ll buy five of each!”

“…What? No, these are just regular prices, and depending on the situation, it might be even cheaper…”

“Oh, what are you saying? Such great items shouldn’t be sold cheaply. Good things cost money. That’s common sense.”

…I’ve somehow been lectured instead. Perhaps this is due to the difference in social class… Business is indeed tricky.

But it’s important to explain my current circumstances.

“Oh, has it come to that? I see! I’ll help out then. I must talk to my husband properly.”

“I appreciate that.”

Then, with the contract successfully concluded, I moved on to the next house.

“Ara ara, such a cute merchant we have here.”

“Ha ha, I’m more of a magical tool craftsman than a merchant—”

The next client was a woman in her late thirties. Thirty years may seem like nothing to us elves, but to humans, she’s considered to be of mature age.

However, she has a certain sultry allure about her.

Her concern was—

“Recently, my husband’s belly has started to show… I guess there’s nothing to be done about his thinning hair, but at least he could exercise a bit, though he’s not good at it…”

Yes, it seems she’s troubled by her husband’s physique. Apparently, he’s older than her, and it’s common for humans to develop a belly as they age, among other things like losing hair.

Elves don’t have these concerns. Our hair stops growing or falling out at a certain age, and our physiques are maintained to a certain extent.

“Can anything be done?”

“Don’t worry. There’s nothing impossible for a magical tool craftsman.”

Then, I took out another magical device from my bracelet and showed it to her.

“Um, what is this? A belt?”

“This is the MMS Belt, an automatic weight-loss magic tool!”

“What! Really~~~!”

She gave quite an exaggerated reaction. She’s enthusiastic, this one.

“But can something like this really help with dieting?”

“It’s possible. This belt emits a special magical wave that stimulates cells to increase caloric consumption. Just wear this belt for 10 minutes a day, and for about 25 hours afterward, your caloric burn will increase several times. It’s perfect for someone who wants to lose weight without exercising.”

“If that’s true, it’s incredible…”

“Want to try it on? Then you can feel its effects right away.”

“…Alright, just for a bit.”

The client then wrapped the belt around her waist and activated it. This belt vibrates when it stimulates the cells.

It vibrates, indeed. And, I might add, the client is, how should I say, rather voluptuous.

—Buzz, buzz, buzz. —Bounce, bounce, bounce.

“Haah, wow, this is incredible! Haah!”

—Silence.

No, this isn’t what I was planning! This is completely unexpected!

“Pant, pant… This really seems effective.”

“Y-yes, it does.”

But the real test of its effectiveness is yet to come. I asked her to move a bit.