500th Time Reborn, A World Only Known By Women: The Karma System

Once we were outside of the barracks, Kali started to lead Wispy and me to the west, but we didn't have far to go. The Barracks were attached to the west wall, so we turned south at the last row of buildings that ran along that wall.

"Tiny one is in fifty-four. What are you doing after this? Want to come drinking? We can leave the soggy cat behind," Kali suggested, but I had to decline.

"Tomorrow possibly. Today I already have my time booked solid," I said, and Kali nodded.

"This is fine; I will find someone else to drag behind me. Tomorrow I will see if you want to come," Kali said, then turned and headed back towards the barracks.

"You want to drink with that colossal? I would be scared that she might mistake me for toilet paper when she was drunk. Amazons are all wild beasts with human skin!" Wispy said as we walked over to Gwenth's shop that had her name on it.

"Gwyneth's Tinkerings. That is a cute name," I smiled as I walked up to the door, but it was a lot smaller than I had expected.

"Are you just going to ignore my question?" Wispy asked and then squeaked as I picked her up to put her down in front of me.

"Yes, now knock on the door. You are still guilty until proven innocent," I said, crossing my arms.

Wispy tossed her arms into the air in frustration and then turned to bang on the door, but it opened as she did to an excited Gwenth. Unfortunately, Wispy's little fist connected with Gwenth's nose as the tinker rushed out of the door.

Gwenth was knocked back, but I rushed forward and caught her just before she smacked her head on the concrete floor.

"Gwenth! I am so sorry!" Wispy cried out as she covered her mouth with both hands.

"W-what dar… dou d-doing here?" Gwenth asked as she held her bleeding nose.

"Shh, move your hands so I can see your nose. I think she broke it," I said, pulling the little woman's hands back to reveal a bent nose.

"Does dit ook bad?" Gwenth asked with tears in her eyes, and I smiled.

"You still look beautiful, but this is going to hurt," I said as I gently grabbed Gwenths nose.

Her eyes went big, but I gathered magic as I flicked my wrist to snap her little nose back into place. Gwenth cried out, but I healed her right away.

"There. You shouldn't feel any pain now," I said, using my sleeve to wipe off the blood under her nose.

"Wow, I mean, I watched you stop a goddess last night, so I should be surprised that you can heal. Still, thank you," Gwenth said and then looked over at Wispy. "What are you doing here? Are you on another mission?"

"What?! No! I was kicked out of the Spy Guild! I came to you cause I was even kicked off the island!" Wispy explained.

"Ha! I knew it!" I cheered, and Gwenth looked up at me.

"What are you talking about? Why are you with Wispy anyways?" Gwenth asked me, and I grinned.

"I thought she was a spy, and I was going to turn her into the barracks, but then she said that she knew you. So, I brought her here to confirm her story," I explained, and Gwenth giggled, leaning into me.

"Do you think we can go inside? Better than taking out here on the ground, maybe," Gwenth said as she peered back into her dark shop uneasily.

I grinned and got a better grip on Gwenth as I got up with her in my arms. I had to hunch over to get inside but almost immediately tripped on something.

Avoiding it set off a chain of dance moves as my momentum forced me to keep going from one open space to another. Suddenly I was on the far side of the shop, and my back hit the wall.

"Sorry, it's a bit of a mess in here," Gwenth said with embarrassment as she covered her hands with her face.

"No, it's a bit clean in here. Most of it is a mess. Do you borrow through all the spare parts to get around? Why is this place such a disaster?" I asked, trying not to be too outwardly shocked by the pigsty the shop was.

This place was actually a disgrace.

It would have been one thing if it was just parts and stuff, but there was garbage flowing out of the cans and mixed in. I had a hard time telling what was good and what was garbage or if there was a difference.

"I… um, not good at cleaning," Gwenth said, still covering her face.

I shook my head, but I got it. Not everyone was great at this stuff, but this was too far out of control.

I sighed, set Gwenth down, and looked around the shop. Wispy was still at the door, looking to try and find a path for us.

"Stay over there for now. I am going to use some magic to get this place cleaned up," I called over to Wispy and then gave Gwenth a sidelong look. "Even if I should be standing over you with a whip to clean this. I get not being good at cleaning up after yourself, but it has to be done. You are a grown woman, and this is your workplace. You need to take care of it, or you are going to get seriously hurt if something falls."

"I know, but it's a lot of work for someone like me to clean this all," Gwenth complained, but I shook my head.

"No, it is only a lot when you let it build up. If you keep on cleaning up things, it will never get like this," I explained.

"In my cousin's defense, everyone in our family is a slob, and most Dwarfs are the same," Wispy called over.