*ching*
A small bell ring out refreshingly as the door to a small but beautifully kept flower shop opened and a single man in a martial arts uniform walked inside.
The man was tall and his short hair was dark blond while his eyes were so dark brown that they looked almost black.
The man looked like someone important, and yet he was not a magician at all, but it was not strange at all, after all, the flower shop was not in the Bellcephora kingdom.
"I will be right there, dear customer, just finishing up the last flower arrangement for today's anniversary!"
The owner of the flower shop called out without showing himself only using the sound of the bell as an indication of somebody's presence.
"..."
Just by hearing the voice, the martial artist straightened his back and gulped down his saliva, as he clenched his fists.
"Thank you for the patience, what can I..."
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