Happy Life
Auto-translated
- I sincerely hope so. I also have a vested interest in helping them – I assure you, it’s not a selfish one – and, this might sound strange given your history with them, but it’s no less than yours. Therefore, I wouldn’t want to see their shop locked up and abandoned the next time I visit Emerald Street, with no trace of the staff left for all eternity. Just so you understand – she looks at the owner in silence for a moment, emphasizing the seriousness of what she’s saying.
- Alright, I won’t drag out the explanation; it’s quite simple at its core. Your saleswoman is tormented by: a thirst for revenge against those who wronged her, a sense of guilt for what happened to the doll, and a feeling of loss over the family heirloom. The heirloom is a sword, and she had it with her during the visit to the “workshop”; it was used to spill the blood of that little sorcerer. This is a question for you – did you find anything like that? If I remember correctly, you visited her. As for the wrongdoers… a certain group of sadistic bandits who enjoy torturing young women. Regarding the doll… according to Kayasa-kocho, the only way to bring it back to life is to place the soul of another person inside it in exchange.
- Alright, I won’t drag out the explanation; it’s quite simple at its core. Your saleswoman is tormented by: a thirst for revenge against those who wronged her, a sense of guilt for what happened to the doll, and a feeling of loss over the family heirloom. The heirloom is a sword, and she had it with her during the visit to the “workshop”; it was used to spill the blood of that little sorcerer. This is a question for you – did you find anything like that? If I remember correctly, you visited her. As for the wrongdoers… a certain group of sadistic bandits who enjoy torturing young women. Regarding the doll… according to Kayasa-kocho, the only way to bring it back to life is to place the soul of another person inside it in exchange.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
