Kenshiro is heading to "Iron." The name sounds masculine, and Kenshiro still, deep down, refuses to accept the main rule of Margel – the name doesn't necessarily have to match the essence of the establishment.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
"Now that was annoying," thought Gion.
- Oh-ho-ho, you found it already? - Beata chuckled, - Interesting. And regarding the question - well, we're doing fine as a duo, but sometimes an extra gun, an extra pair of hands, wouldn't hurt, and there might be a task that requires talents that neither of us possesses... So yes, a team sounds like a good option.
— In that case, your next task will be to find "Carnelian" in this city. Without explaining any details, Naria returned to her business.The couple said goodbye and left the location. — I'm like nothing to her! — complained Guyon. — Well, don't be sad. She's just a business person; she doesn't have time to chat with both of us. She just doesn't know how awesome you are! The young man smiled shyly, not even knowing what to say. Meanwhile, the girl unfolded the map. — What did she say? Corvalol? Root of Zol? Extra Trunk? — Carnelian... — Ah, that's why I don't see Corvalol on the map. But I do see Carnelian. Shall we go? — Let's have lunch somewhere first. — Yes, that's a good idea. Let's go to the promenade or sit in that cafe from yesterday, where that annoying old man ruined our appetite? — RUINED *YOUR* appetite. — Never mind! But the borscht was delicious. — Okay, let's go there then. The couple goes to "Pam-param" to eat. Along the way, Beata discreetly throws the severed ear into some drain, trash can, or just bushes.
— In that case, your next step will be to find "Carnelian" in this city. Without explaining any details, Naria returned to her business.
Along the way, Beata discreetly throws the severed ear into some sewer, trash can, or just bushes.

The couple said goodbye and left the location.
“I’m nothing to her!” complained Guyon.
“Don’t be sad. She’s just a busy person; she doesn’t have time to chat with both of us. She just doesn’t realize how awesome you are!”
The young man smiled shyly, not knowing what to say. Meanwhile, the girl unfolded a map.
“What did she say? Korvalol? Koren Zol? Extra Stem?”
“Carnelian…”
“Ah, that’s why I didn’t see Korvalol on the map. But I see Carnelian. Shall we go?”
“Let’s have lunch somewhere first.”
“Yes, that’s a good idea. Let’s go to the waterfront or sit at that cafe where that annoying old man ruined our appetite yesterday.”
“RUINED *YOUR* appetite.”
“Never mind! But the borscht was delicious.”
“Okay, let’s go there then.”
The couple goes to eat at “Pam-param.” Along the way, Beata discreetly throws the severed ear into a drain, a trash can, or just some bushes.
In "Pam-param," they were greeted by a waiter they already knew. There weren't many people here now, probably because the main flow of customers came in the evening when workers finished their jobs.
- Ohayo. How are you? How's business?
— And I, damn it, want a job where I come in, don't do any shit, eat, drink some beer, sit around, chat, and they say, "here's your money, thanks for coming."
- Whew, at least now there's less chance that someone will bother us, - Beata muttered to herself. - I'd like something tasty and filling, like yesterday's borscht, for two, - she added to the waiter.
Kenshiro approaches Lance and, not in a traumatic way, but noticeably, jabs him with tsuka-gashira under the ribs.
-- You should know that your behavior is unacceptable, both according to the standards of simple human morality and according to the customs of this country.
If purification helps in such a case, he uses it on the girl.