☀️ Arselia and Akonia

If Clidna didn't object, the Tanarian helped her with loading the dishes.
— Professionally, mmm, — the former inquisitor thoughtfully brought her hand to her chin, without touching it, remembering her work in the coffee shop, — probably for a couple of years, although then she took a break. Only recently she returned to, let's say, "active practice." To be honest, at first I took up this business purely as a hobby, with the aim of pleasing myself and my loved ones, and then it somehow imperceptibly grew into something more, he-he. But I'm actually even glad. Such work is not a burden at all. On the contrary, it is pleasant to see when people like the fruits of your efforts. It immediately makes you feel warmer inside. And how long have you been doing your craft?

"I eat well, please my mistress in bed, and periodically get injured," thought Gion sarcastically, looking at this suspicious guy, as if he had stepped out of the pages of some fantastic story about space knights of the far future, leading a crusade against aliens and heretics.
— I... I'm a mercenary, a former soldier, — he said truthfully. — So what?
Beata remained silent, but predictably tensed up and prepared to defend the honor of her Giyoshi if necessary.