Sakuramoria

The President took a deep breath and continued with the most friendly smile she could muster: "I'm afraid that, given the way the question is posed, it would also be unethical for me to include the names of our partners' companies in this kind of discussion. So, I believe that this proposal is not interesting enough for you to consider it. Well, that's perfectly fair; everyone has their own criteria. Alright, I won't waste your time any further. All the best." As she left the pharmacy, she tried to keep her emotions in check. The presumptuous tone with which the pharmacist demanded (!) an answer and a report from her – the Queen of Sakuramor – in order to then decide, with a haughty expression, which of her, albeit indirect, competitors in the field to reject, caused an unpleasant feeling. At the very least, it was unprofessional of her to demand information about third parties, and at most – even if she had been more accommodating, it was likely that, with such an attitude towards business, she would have a good chance of having more headaches in the future. And, frankly, it's not clear how a medical store could help them, but at least it was worth visiting and checking it out. On her way back to school, Futa managed to smoke three cigarettes, after which she passed on all the otherwise successful information to the secretary for further work by the girls.