An Idea

Achilles took a sip of the Negroni and his eyebrows perked up. The head bartender was right, the Negroni indeed tasted good. And he wasn't even that much of a fan of alcohol.

'It's surprising how good the alcoholic drinks of this place are.'

He put the drink on the table again before suggesting a plausible explanation:

"I've seen your mother yesterday. She was still arguing with another customer. Perhaps she has gone somewhere with her husband for work-related reasons?"

Bino shook his head, denying his guess.

"No, if she would have told me and left me some money to spend if that were the case."

Achilles queried while sipping his drink:

"Why don't you wait for another day for her to come back? It has only been a day, after all."

Bino uttered in a worried tone:

"I-I can't do that. I've spent all of my money on a gacha game. I need to find my parents to ask for some more."

'Ahh...that makes sense. But what's a gacha game?'