"Yeah, do you have any fresh fish?" Kento asked Zack.
"Hey, what kind of business do you think I run, huh?" Zack asked Kento in that pessimistic sounding tone.
"I don't know maybe a business engaged in selling materials that are not on the market?" Kento said while exhaling his cigarette.
"You seem to think of my place as a black market." Zack replied to Kento.
"If this place of yours wasn't a black market then what did you name it? You know, avoiding paying the inspection every time you enter the district gate is an embezzlement, right? Of course you know that we both have the authority to detain you." Kento replied to Zack.
"All right, all right, it's up to you what you want to call him, what's clear is don't let the city guards close down my business and you also know that if my business closes you will also be at a disadvantage, Kento." Zack replied.
