"Sister Ling, are you sure nothing's wrong?" Heath looked at Officer Jenny Aya as she hummed, finding it rather strange. It wasn't that Heath had a persecution complex; her behavior was simply so baffling that he couldn't help letting his imagination run wild. It was like a normally stingy relative, someone who even scrimped on meals, suddenly becoming generous, treating everyone to meals and outings. Anyone would wonder whether something was going on with that relative. Otherwise, there was no reason for them to act that way, and that was exactly how Officer Jenny Aya made Heath feel.
"Of course nothing's wrong. Don't overthink it. I really am just here to have fun." Officer Jenny Aya shook her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Seeing her like that, Heath had no choice. Although he felt something was going on with Sister Ling, he couldn't be sure, so he could only leave it at that for now. In any case, Heath felt that if something really was going on, Sister Ling wouldn't be able to hide it. She had never been someone who could keep her worries to herself.
Officer Jenny Aya left, humming as she went. She was clearly in a good mood. Seeing this, Heath could only assume he was overthinking things, so he simply continued serving his customers. There weren't many customers in the afternoon, since it wasn't mealtime yet, but a few still trickled in to eat. Heath had also sold two servings of dry-pot bullfrog, leaving just one more to complete today's task requirement.
"Mister, is your dry-pot bullfrog good?" A boy walked in and asked Heath curiously. Zoroark, who was in his path, had intended to greet him, but when the boy saw Zoroark, he reacted as though he had seen a ghost