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- I would have founded the Church of Inar if I could, - the merchant accepted the keys. - Thank you.
He shook his head dreamily.
- Airisufir, eh?.. Well, thank you for the reception. And again - I'm incredibly glad to see you, buddy. I hope these passes aren't one-time use and I can visit you again later?
— And I was also glad to see you, come by whenever you have the opportunity. — Inar tried to pretend as if nothing had happened. — And don't worry about the pass, it will be valid until the end of the month, and if you haven't left by then, I can easily renew it. Well, goodbye. — Inar hugged his old friend again and escorted him and his companion to the exit. When Raphael and Linderia were on the other side of the doors of the Anluki house, they heard echoes of the conversation of the people left behind.
— Well, I think you had enough fun today, — there was either irritation or anger in the man's voice, it was difficult to tell for sure, — now come here.
— You catch me first. — After this phrase, the sounds of footsteps were heard, two pairs of feet ran on the other side of the doors, a small amount of furniture fell, until finally these sounds subsided. — Ouch...
— Aha, got you! Now you're in trouble! — Then Raphael and Linderia heard the sounds of slaps. You didn't need to have a rich imagination or experience to guess that the owner of the house was hitting the elf on the butt with all his might. — This is for rudeness! — "Slap!" — This is for me! — "Slap!" — This is for my dear friend! — "Slap!" — This is for his companion! — "Slap!" — And this is just for fun! — "Slap!". Meanwhile, Leia herself, bursting into tears and laughter, haughtily demanded that he hit her harder "because even a mosquito bites more painfully."