After getting off the bus, they took a fifteen-minute walk, and after crossing an intersection, they finally arrived at the destination.
Zhang Heng looked at the small shop called Kurahara Seafood and asked, "Your father lives here?"
"Yeah. It doesn't smell so good inside... so you can wait for me outside." The closer they were, the more perturbed Ameko looked but she was ever so considerate.
"Since I'm already here, I might as well go in with you." Zhang Heng, on the other hand, was not reluctant.
The both of them passed roll-up banner stands and an abandoned old freezer as they walked into the seafood supply shop. A pungent fishy stench immediately assaulted Their noses as they took in the overpowering smell of fishes and prawns—all sorts of seafood—everywhere. But there was no one in the shop—all but a Moray eel struggling inside a polystyrene box.
