Seeking Shadow's artificial eyes took in the sight of the man's sweat-soaked shirt and the piles of stamp packaging bags inside the room, feeling overwhelmed.
"Scram!" the jittery man jabbed his gun forward.
Seeking Shadow felt a tug, and Masasuke Hazuki had already pulled her quickly through the area. As they left, the man's hostility gradually subsided. He cursed loudly for a while, then turned and went back inside the house.
"I could hardly speak, I was so close to snapping. This place is a mess," Seeking Shadow sprinted away.
"Negotiation is not your strong suit," Hazuki said as he forcefully leapt over the 2.5-meter gap between two houses.
Below were sprawling stalls selling fruits and food, bananas, Dragon Fruit, pineapples, and various bizarre synthetic fruits laid side by side, sewage flowing everywhere, with wild dogs and carrion-eating monsters crawling around.