"Did you just say, Big Joe?"
A sound resembling the bellowing of cattle rose from behind the counter, followed by the noise of a heavy object falling on the wooden floor.
"Yes, he gave me a hand and in return asked me to do business with his shop at the academy. He couldn't help speaking highly of the shop where his son was running. I think we have come to the wrong place!"
Mel turned around and headed for the door. Before taking a step, the fat young man blocked his way. None of them could tell when the fat man who had just stood on the ground stood up and blocked them.
"This is the place you are looking for. Please, please welcome!"
The shopkeeper, who took Mel's arm, seated him in an armchair right after throwing away the items on that armchair. His previous apathy had just evaporated. Now he was in a rush as if hosting a member of the royal family.
"You guys come here too, please!"
