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William rolled his eyes at Sanzoku's friendly welcome. He would never understand how a brute like her could maintain a smile with her background and face. She's probably seen dead bodies as often as people considering the small scars he could see on her, not mentioning that she has an eye patch. [color=fff200]"That's good,"[/color] He finally said after a pause.

The furret came with William's order of red bean buns, though it seemed less than pleased when serving him rather than others, and quickly ran back to fetch more orders. He took one of them and set the rest on the ground for Taeru to eat as he took a bite out of the bun. [color=fff200]"Bland as ever,"[/color] William mumbled as he continued to chew on the bun. It was beyond him how Ikoma was still in business with her cooking skills. Taeru, who didn't seem too perturbed by Marrow's growling, seemed happy that the houndour's gestures until he noticed the buns set right next to him. Immediately, Taeru inhaled them, grabbing them one by one with his ears.

Though, it seemed his peaceful breakfast couldn't go uneventful as another person decided to join in the conversation. A slight scowl formed on William's face, and he shot a 'the hell do you want' at Rokuto. His expression softened as he slowly realized the man in question was, in fact, a customer of his. [color=fff200]"Rintaro?"[/color] William said as he went into deep thought. The name seemed unfamiliar to him, though he did remember many people ordering climbing gear not too long ago. He took out a book and flipped through a few pages.

[color=fff200]"Ah, Rintaro," [/color]William said, nodding after confirming the purchaser. [color=fff200]"I'm in charge of crafting it, but it'll be a little delayed since I have to man the shop by myself. I apologize in advance for that."[/color] The main problem was him and his uncle. William was still learning how to improve the Pokeball after learning how to create it, so he spent less time working on the commissions. His uncle was a problem because he always made him go on meaningless errands. [color=fff200]"It should be done sometime afternoon,"[/color] William said after estimating the time when the commission would be finished. 

His facial expression quickly into a scowl as he turned to Sanzoku.

[color=fff200]"And, I'd appreciate it if you didn't but into my customer's business, Sanzoku."[/color] William was practically seething now. The business between him and his customer, Sanzoku, had no place or said in it. The connection between buyer and seller was a private relationship, which William, as a merchant, highly valued.[color=fff200] "Whatever he wants, does, or buys is up to him. Now mind your own business, okay?"[/color]

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