Happy Life
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Nothing could disrupt his absolute concentration at that moment, not even the presence of a pretty blonde saleswoman. Nodding to her at the entrance – after all, some habits die hard – he strode purposefully towards the celestial creature catcher, but halfway there, he stopped, noticing a strange item in the price list.
- Good afternoon, - he said to the saleswoman, maintaining a formal tone. - "Miniature Asuguh" – is that what I think it is? For 10 rem, do I get a voucher for any purchases? And what's the catch?
Having said this, he tried to figure out what this mysterious "Miniature Asuguh" was.
- Good afternoon, - he said to the saleswoman, maintaining a formal tone. - "Miniature Asuguh" – is that what I think it is? For 10 rem, do I get a voucher for any purchases? And what's the catch?
Having said this, he tried to figure out what this mysterious "Miniature Asuguh" was.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
