“——Alright, alright. I get it already; I know what you want. Let’s just talk it over a bit first, okay?”
The youth held up both his hands as he spoke.
He looked fifteen or so. Definitely not twenty.
Black hair and black eyes. Average height. A slender frame without a hint of frailty.
“As you can see, I’m clearly unarmed. I’m not here to disrupt anyone’s living, nor to poach anyone’s prey. I just wanted to see if I could find some stuff to sell. Let’s be honest here – money is pretty much the second-most important thing for daily living. I’ve recently been through some hard times, and unless I want to starve, extraordinary times call for some extraordinary measures.”
The other party ignored his long speech, and instead closed the gap between them in an instant.