- Uh? - Zaria was taken aback, completely missing the buyer's hints, and it frightened her. - Is what I heard called "racketeering"?.. Like "hand over the goods or you'll have to pay with a kiss taken off the shelf and not just that"?.. - Swallowing the lump in her throat, she gathered into a box, like a doll, a smoke bomb, a sound bomb, a serpent ring, a magic fruit, a vial of cursed water, a transmigration potion, and a growth potion. - Is th-this enough?.. Oh, take my fang too. Uh, not the one in my mouth. - She adds an expensive card to the box. - Th-thanks for the purchase, c-come again!
"How could this have happened?" —catching a negative buff, he examines his face once again in the window reflection. "I don't look like a black knight, do I. And anyway, I have the most intellectual look in this city! Heck, in the whole country you'd be hard-pressed to find a face like mine!"
Having convinced himself that it's all for the sake of saving the Fatherland, he puts the smoke bomb into an active slot, the ring goes there too, the fruit for a snack, and the growth potion for now into the breast pocket, closer to the heart. His feet carry him toward Ode.