"What's the problem?" Walking up to Laura's side, Haruki asked the receptionist.
Shifting her hazel eyes to Freya, the woman looked her up and down trying to judge what kind of person she was. Having never seen her around before, the receptionist was dubious about the woman standing in front of her in muddied clothes and torn-up sleeves. Not realizing the state of his attire from the trip to the forest, Haruki slammed his fist on the desk before asking the same question.
"What's the problem here?" He demanded, shocking her with the noise.
Astonished, the receptionist jumped up on her feet. Laura, on the other hand, clutched onto Freya's sleeve to get the attention back on her.
"She's not taking the demon horns as proof of the job!" Placing the pouch of horns on the desk, she spread them all out for everyone to see. "I need the subjugation money for my companion's medicine!"
