Bab 369: Unexpected Solace

"Who the hell are you?" Macheo was the first to speak up in the face of the enigmatic visitor. 

"Oh, forgive me," The mysterious man said," I'm the shopkeeper!"

Though his explanation didn't cease any of his oddities, still sticking out through the miniature door. 

"It'd be faster to show you rather than to tell! Come, come!"

The odd man ushered them inside as he disappeared back through the tiny door. Sitting there in silence for a few moments, they looked between one another--questioning the risk of following such a strange figure. 

"...He probably sells shrunken heads," Ren muttered.

"Don't joke like that," Iris nudged him with her elbow.

"You think I'm joking?!" He replied. 

After the group was indecisive on following through, of all people, the quiet, verdant-haired scholar took the initiative as he squeezed between the others, crawling through the small entrance of the mystical shop.