"Kirei, why is my salary only half that of an ordinary person's?!"
"And Solomon, you actually used my money to tip online streamers! You bastard!"
"You two, stop right there! If you don't explain this properly today, I'm not letting this go!"
Inside the Ramen Shop in the alley, two adults were sent scrambling about by a little boy with both fists clenched. The air was filled with cheerful energy.
A good deed a day.
Having successfully exposed an illegal child labor employment and wage dispute, Samael nodded in satisfaction and slipped out of the Ramen Shop amid the chaos, his mood pleasant.
The lingering spiciness in his mouth sent waves of intense stimulation and heat through him, so Samael casually picked up an ice pop from a roadside stall to cool his tongue, eating as he looked back to enjoy the show.
"Five hundred yen each. Thank you for your patronage!"
However, before Samael had taken more than a few bites, the firm shout from behind nearly made the Ancient Serpent spit out the ice pop in his mouth.
"Five hundred? Are you robbing me?!"
After all, he had lived in Fuyuki City for quite a while. Samael still knew the basic prices of daily necessities.
The price of this off-brand ice pop in his hand was clearly on the level of those heartless vendors at tourist attractions.
Or even higher!
Yet the moment he turned around, the anger on Samael's face became surprise as he stared blankly at the red-haired, red-eyed female vendor chasing down her debt.
"Bazett, why are you here?"
"Ah, Samael!"
The Designated Seal Executor, who had been secretly working part-time and had been caught red-handed, froze as well.
What Samael saw was Bazett dressed in a cool pink-and-white camisole that looked rather suggestive. Her