E, excuse me!"
Raachi picked his backpack back up without closing it and ran towards the crowd in panic.
Soon, his figure could no longer be seen.
*girori*, Akent sent a piercing glance at me.
He scolded me with a menacingly low voice.
"That guy is well-known around here for being a two-bit peddler. He sells trashy tools and maps."
"I, is that so?"