Green Business - (Original Fantasy, GoblinShopkeeper!SI)

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In the world of Aldenica, there are many ways you can get a job started. Since it's a high-fantasy medieval realm of existence with a game-like setting available to all sorts of people and wide enough to include may features, one can easily turn a silly unimportant job into something quite lucrative.

So... back when I was a little Goblin with no aspirations for life, I hurled the first thing to mind when the kind big-tiddied minotaur miss teacher asked what I wanted to do in the future.

"I wanna be a shop owner."

After all, I was a chill person for a goblin. Living alone with mama since dad died while being in a party taught me that a simple life wasn't that bad and... you don't die if you don't leave the safety of the city.

So, while the kids giggled, chuckled, and ridiculed me for that idea, I can proudly say that, after twenty years, I was one of the few boys remaining from that class that hadn't died out in the fields. Heroes this, heroes that, but death is death and...

Money is money. Plus, there was indeed something pleasurable about being a shop owner. Meeting people, having a routine, getting paid a fucking lot- paying taxes still bummed me out, but I made more than a living from the business. I had to work a few years as a 'slave' for the previous owner, but since the old dwarf had no kids to ditch the place to, he made me an offer that drained most of my savings in one go. Still, I got the shop and, with it, the Role of 'Shop Keeper'.

The system was quick to adapt to my new class, and I was soon granted access to the [Import Setting]. It was kind of how shops refurbished in this realm: you get a starting amount of points and you can use it to put product in display. To most people, it felt like this system was tied to the same shop where farmers and other producers sold the items they got from their hard work, but I was one of the few to know the truth - these two shops were different. And the reason I knew that is because...

I am a Self-Insert. And one of the first thing I noticed in the first browsing of the [Import Setting] list was that I had more than just the local products to get - there was modern stuff too. Stuff from my previous life. Like, I got myself a shampoo... and then realized this was a bad transaction for myself since I was a bald green goblin.

...

So, I decided to play it safe - I worked two weeks as if things were the same as usual, instantly noticing that the three other shops of the kind in town were hurting my chances of securing a large clientele. By the end of the second week, I had enough points and money for a week-long 'temporary break' to reorganize the place. Admittedly, I was nervous about it. The whole point of taking a week off was to clean the place up, replace the products by selling most of those in display in the [Import Setting] and then replace it with the new stuff.

Still, I felt like shit could hit the fan if I didn't get some initial clients- which is why I made sure to add posters for discounts and shit of that kind outside the doors. I got myself a new uniform, changed the shop's name to 'Lil' Green Market' and I was soon off to a...

Very slow day.

I mean, there was no doubt in my mind this was needed. There were other shops, regulars may have switched out since of a lack of solid loyalty to this place, and other factors that may have evolved from this week.

I waited, and waited... and waited.

Then, like a bell of hope, the shop bell rang as someone stepped into the place.

"Welcome to Lil' Green Market, how may I- oh, hi Mrs. Celial."

Mrs. Celial was the ultimate granny. She was my babysitter when Mama was out for work at the local hospital, and she was extremely supportive of my career choice since last time we met - roughly a month ago.

She smiled a kind smile as she approached the counter. "Little one, good morning. I wished to know if you have finished working on 'fixing' this place."

"I have, yes. Today's the first day of work for the new shop."

"Good, good," Mrs. Celial smiled and nodded. "Now, onto business... I am sure you know that Mr. Celial has gotten quite old."

"I am, yes."

And I don't like this setup since she looked a bit flustered about it.

"W-Well, we have agreed many times that, once in a while, even if we are growing older and older, we should... try our best at being intimate. To keep the... flame going."

I slowly nodded at this, holding back a flinch as someone akin to a grandma to me was telling me she wanted to get boned by her equally old husband. It was sweet and all, but I could tell on the spot what's the issue.

"I can only guess there has been issues with... age-related troubles."

"That's one way to say it," the old woman nodded with a tiny grimace. "I have asked around for any remedy, but all the other shops could give me were herbs that brought him just a few more strength each day. Not... the 'right' kind of strength."

"I have what you need, but I need to explain that this is... not the kind of medicine to play around with. I will write down some ground rules since this is not meant to 'permanently' improve his skills. It just makes him 'ready' on the moment," I pointed out as I walked up to the medical cupboard and retrieved a small bottle with familiar blue pills.

"Only one per session, and it has to be swallowed by Mr. Celial. I advise against doing it frequently since excessive use of this medicine can mess with the heart."

The old woman nodded, but she asked me to write it all down just to avoid any issues. I complied with the request, and she was soon off with the Viagra and a few more veggies on her shopping bag. She was my only client for the day but I made at least a Silver Coin and 86 Bronze Coins, which equated to 186 Points.

Which is very sad in comparison to the refurbishing cost of 150 Points.

I made very little income in terms of points, and the Coins was a slim addition to what the shop used to do even in its previous struggling state. I waited for other clients, but Mrs. Celial was the only customer for that day. Disappointing, but it is what it is.

The real surprise came the very next day as I noticed a crowd of old people waiting outside the shop. They all turned to look at me as soon as they realized I was opening the place and, for a moment, I thought they were planning to kill me or something. Did I mess up with Mrs. Celial? I mean, sure, I hadn't asked if her husband had any known heart-related issues, but I was quite sure he didn't and that's why I didn't ask.

My worry soon morphed into delight as Mr. Celial was more than fine and had told his fellow farmers about the Viagra. Now every single old man in this town wanted to get some of that action. It was a bit of a headache to repeat my words over the few warnings tied to the medical pills, but I was soon grinning at a lot of Silver Coins between the selling of Viagra and food of all sorts.

Lots of points too and, with the satisfaction from these customers, the relative advertisement of the old folks was soon to spread to the younger people in town.

Business was soon going well for little ol' Goblin me!

AN

So, I had this idea sitting on my head for a while and I know a few other writers gave it a go but... I have a big-brained and big-pp idea on how to weave this story. Also, it may evolve as the Convenience Store is the 'first of many businesses'. The Goblin Businessman has entered the battlefield as a main rival to the RWBY!Shop-keeper.