— Wait a minute. — Just before the samurai stepped over the threshold of the workers' guild, someone tugged at his sleeve. — Wait.
It was one of the villa's maids. Catching her breath, she informs him that she forgot to mention yesterday that he won't be able to go to his regular job starting next week.
— I'm so sorry...
Kenshiro still goes in to greet Draco and explain the situation. Until Monday, he is ready to work hard for the benefit of society, but after that, he will not have time for his regular job.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers