A cunning merchant would not dwell on whether an item was valuable. What concerned him was whether he held the final say.
Looking at Kisuke Urahara, whose eyes were practically gleaming, Asano Kiyoshi felt as though he could smell the stench of money on him!
Kisuke Urahara opened the fan in his hand, covering most of his face, then leaned forward. His lightbulb-like eyes nearly pressed against Asano Kiyoshi's face.
With a sinister expression, Kisuke Urahara whispered to Asano Kiyoshi:
"Could it be~ that this customer... doesn't have any money?!"
Asano Kiyoshi's face reddened slightly at Kisuke Urahara's words. He truly did not have much cash on him right now. After all, who would carry money while going to Hueco Mundo?
Thus, faced with Kisuke Urahara's soul-piercing question, Asano Kiyoshi found himself unable to answer for a moment. He could only stammer:
"Well, I do have money, but it isn't on me at the moment. If you can let me go back..."
Hearing Asano Kiyoshi's words, Kisuke Urahara flicked his wrist and snapped his fan shut. He waved it around before saying to Asano Kiyoshi:
"That won't do~ If you return to the Soul Society and never come back, this little shop simply can't afford such a loss-making deal! Perhaps your order alone will make this shop, already on the verge of bankruptcy, collapse completely!"
"Then... whatever you say, I'll do!"
Hearing Asano Kiyoshi's answer, Urahara revealed a satisfied smile. As if performing a magic trick, he pulled a long contract from his robes and handed over a pen as well.
"It's very simple. You just need to work here and use your labor to repay the debt, until your wages offset what you owe."
Asano Kiyoshi nodded at Kisuke Urahara's words, but when he looked at the terms written