"How may I help you, sir?"
A soft voice rang in Roel's ear. A young girl with blue hair and black eyes looked at him waiting for an answer. She wore a white shirt and a tight skirt. She was beautiful as what you expect from a receptionist, her twinkling eyes staring at Roel waiting for a reply.
"I-I want to... register for a hunter license..."
His voice shook.
It has been many years since I last to a young girl...
He thought inside his heart. Well, he took a deep breath and calmed himself.
"Ok, sir. May I know your name, address, skill, and possibly bank account."
"Umm..." Roel was embarrassed. He hesitated to answer but threw his shame away. He opened his mouth and spoke in a low voice.
"I don't have a bank account..."
Hearing the answer, the receptionist didn't waver. She didn't sigh nor was irritated. She just nodded. "Ok, sir. The hunter association will provide you with an in-card bank facility."
"Oh, thanks." Roel scratched his head.
