After walking some distance down the street, Lorne felt the agitation stirred up by his earlier encounter gradually subside.
Was I not being followed? Or... was everything that happened just my imagination?
Lorne surveyed his surroundings but found nothing unusual.
He glanced at the familiar street nearby.
After a moment's hesitation, Lorne turned and returned to the Wiz Antique Shop.
"Welcome to the Wiz Anti-" Xize's familiar voice came from behind the counter, but when he saw who had entered, he immediately changed tack. "Ah, it's you, sir."
Seeing that Xize was dressed exactly as before, Lorne judged that he had probably been here the whole time.
"Is there something you need on this second visit today?" Xize asked with a professional smile. "Could there be a problem with the product we sold you earlier?"
"No, not at all." Lorne shook his head and said casually, "I just wanted to browse again. Is that not allowed?"
"Of course it is," Xize replied with a smile. "In fact, many of our regular customers like to come sit here when it's quiet and see whether we've acquired anything interesting."
Lorne murmured an acknowledgment and began strolling slowly around the shop like a genuine antique enthusiast, examining the assortment of objects on the shelves.
Did no one follow me? His gaze flicked toward the entrance from time to time.
Sigh...
Recalling his experience at noon, he finally walked over to Xize and lowered his voice. "Actually,
"I came this time because I wanted to buy another... Mystical Item."
At this, Xize's smile faded slightly. He looked at Lorne, nodded, and led him to an inner room upstairs.
"Sir, do you have any more specific requirements?" Xize asked.
"Something that can keep its user calm." After considering it for a while, Lorne added, "Preferably