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When she arrived at the same inn that Aya had reserved when she got here, the receptionist greeted her and gave her a strange look.
At that moment, Aya wasn't paying attention to anything in her surroundings, looking down with a sorrowful expression on her face. Her mind was still behind the young children who were struggling to live in peace every day.
"I'm sorry, but I can't let you stay at our inn anymore." The receptionist informed her with a slightly apprehensive look on his face.
"..." But Aya still didn't show any sort of reaction to that.
"I k-know this might be sudden for you, but I'm getting a lot of complaints from other customers about…. you know…"
He explained while trying his best not to stare at the girl's hidden white hair.
Even though she was careful to hide it, a few people noticed the unusual white parts of her hair that had slipped out of her cover.
"...."
The receptionist, despite hating to do this, still felt bad for the way Aya was discriminated against.
He was sure that something was bothering her. But if he had a choice between bringing justice or saving his business, then he surely was going to choose his own business. But he couldn't ignore the fact that it bothered him a lot—the sorrowful look that the girl in front of him had while trying to kick her out.
"Khg!... I won't make you leave immediately as I don't know your situation, but since it's already getting late, you may only stay for tonight." The receptionist harshly said, "However, I need you to leave early in the morning before any of my other customers see you."
".....…."