Sasori quietly knocked on the door of what looked like a public restroom but was actually the entrance to the Bounty Exchange.
Beside him, the girl silently grumbled to herself:
"So why is the Bounty Exchange underneath a public restroom? The person in charge of this place... does he have some kind of weird fetish?"
Sasori glanced at the girl but said nothing.
He didn't know whether the person in charge of the Bounty Exchange had some kind of fetish, but he'd certainly figured out what the girl's was.
Talking.
She hadn't stopped talking the entire way here.
She was a full-blown chatterbox.
Luckily, the girl was strong enough to back it up. Otherwise, Sasori would have lost patience long ago and put an end to her with a single slash.
Before long, the door to the Bounty Exchange opened. The person in charge first looked impatient, but when he saw the two people outside, his expression changed at once.
"Please, come in!"
The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief, glad he hadn't cursed them out right away. Given the temperaments of these two, they probably would have taken him out on the spot...
After passing through a narrow passage, the two arrived in a somewhat more spacious room that resembled a hall.
The hall looked empty. It contained only a counter of average height, with a "server" from the Bounty Exchange standing behind it, and a rather shabby sofa.
However, no one was sitting on the sofa. Almost everyone stood stiffly, warily watching a man at the counter.
He was tall and powerfully built, his muscles alarmingly prominent. A greatsword was strapped to his back. Though his face was turned away, he still gave off an inexplicable sense of pressure.
Sasori and the girl were soon drawn