A date

…The capital…

A couple walked into a large establishment crowded with various people with different aesthetics. The lofty ceiling, which had bright white lights illuminating the entire massive hall, created a warm ambiance, while chatter filled the air.

Ignoring some piercing gazes, the couple walked up to the counter, where they met a fat man who raised his head, revealing his stoic face and tiny eyes barely visible with his facial fat, especially his cheeks.

"I'm here for a transfer of land ownership," Derek said in a calm tone.

"Uh… what?" The fat man mumbled words, which Derek figured he said subconsciously as the fat man's eyes were glued to the woman, who wrapped her arms around his left arm.

As usual, she wore something magnetic, but her style this time was a little homely yet catastrophic to men.