Uh.
The middle-aged woman froze.
She really had almost forgotten.
The main reason was that the person who had bumped into her had been polite and quiet the whole time.
Then this person had stepped forward and drawn her attention.
And his attitude had been terrible.
Without realizing it, she had turned her anger toward this young man.
"Ahem~"
The middle-aged woman cleared her throat.
She turned to look at the young man beside her.
"One more orange is missing."
"And I don't know if the oranges that fell on the ground got bruised."
"How about this?"
The middle-aged woman handed the young man a bag of oranges. "You can buy this bag from me."
"I won't charge you much."
"Just the original price."
"Huh?"
The young man froze.
The Short-haired man, who was just about to leave, curled his lip.
Wasn't it obvious whether the oranges were bruised?
But he shook his head and walked away.
He didn't want the middle-aged woman to keep picking on him.
The young man's lips moved.
He understood now.
This middle-aged woman had wanted him to buy the whole bag of oranges from the start.
So why had she gone to all that trouble looking for the oranges just now?
It was so dark... and it was raining...
While searching for the oranges, he'd gotten his shoulder, hands, and arms wet.
A few times, he'd been so focused on the ground that his umbrella had bumped into passersby.
They'd complained at him.
The young man took a deep breath.
He didn't want to keep arguing with the middle-aged woman, either.
"Okay."
He agreed without hesitation.
Seeing how readily the young man agreed, the middle-aged woman beamed.
"Here, take it."
She pushed the bag into the young man's hands.
"These are