Perhaps this was what they called earning the dowry.
I was just an ordinary doctor. Have you ever seen a doctor doing this kind of work?
After hearing Scribe's words, Keizo felt the muscles in his face twitching wildly.
Yes, yes, you were just an ordinary doctor.
An ordinary doctor who could scare me with his presence, crush a real blade between two fingers, and whose swordsmanship far surpassed the likes of Akiyama.
With a helpless expression, Keizo knew there was no chance of getting Scribe to help him work.
Seeing Keizo's expression, Scribe burst into laughter.
I came to tell you something this time. Koyuki said today was her birthday and asked you to come home early.
After saying that, Scribe turned and headed toward a bustling street.
How could there be no gift at a birthday party?
Keizo was stunned for a moment before he understood.
After carefully calculating it in his mind, he was surprised to discover that tonight really was his daughter's birthday.
For a moment, the man who had always been so carefree fell into gloom.
In the past, Koyuki's birthday had always given Keizo the biggest headache.
As a rough man, he had no idea what gifts he should buy for a girl.
As he stood there with his arms crossed, his face full of anxiety, he suddenly recalled the direction Scribe had headed before leaving.
His eyes immediately lit up. He hurriedly informed his workplace, then ran after Scribe.
Trying to run away? Today, I'm dragging you along to buy a gift with me.
Thinking of the confused and conflicted expression Scribe would show while helping him choose a gift, Keizo felt the gloom in his heart fade away.
However, when he found Scribe, he froze.
Holding two bags in one hand, Scribe