Yoshino felt a headache coming on. "I'm terribly sorry, but the shopkeeper hasn't returned yet."
Kenryu couldn't understand Yoshino's implication at all and asked directly, "Then when will she be back?"
Yoshino's expression was nearly numb, but she maintained a somewhat stiff smile. "The three of you shouldn't waste your time. This is the shopkeeper's home, and it isn't for sale."
Kenryu's brows furrowed slightly. Just as he was about to say something, the Wind Chimes outside the door suddenly rang.
"Yoshino, let's go out for dinner tonight..."
Yuko looked at the three people inside the shop, her eyelids twitching twice.
What the hell is going on? Why are you here? What reason could you possibly have for being here?
Do they know each other?
That's impossible, right?
"Is she the shopkeeper?" Kenryu confirmed with Yoshino. His proud bearing returned as he pointed at the money on the table. "Since the person herself is here, this will be simple. This money will buy the shop. The rest is compensation for you. You can leave with your employees now."
"Huh?"
Yoshino came around from behind the counter and stood beside Yuko, leaning close to whisper the whole story into her ear.
After hearing what had happened, the corner of Yuko's mouth twitched again.
She glanced at Rurichiyo standing nearby and said nothing more, simply telling Kenryu, "Sorry, but this shop isn't for sale. Please look somewhere else."
"What? Do you think the money isn't enough?"
Kenryu frowned. Enryu instantly understood and brought over another chest.
Yuko asked directly, "Are you trying to buy a house around here?"
"Yes~" Rurichiyo answered this time. She folded her arms and wore a haughty expression. "The house must be elegant enough to match my status, and it must also be close enough to that Kurosaki