Hunter License

"How may I help you, sir?"

A soft voice rang in Roel's ear. A young girl with blue hair and black eyes looked at him waiting for an answer. She wore a white shirt and a tight skirt. She was beautiful as what you expect from a receptionist, her twinkling eyes staring at Roel waiting for a reply.

"I-I want to... register for a hunter license..."

His voice shook.

It has been many years since I last to a young girl...

He thought inside his heart. Well, he took a deep breath and calmed himself.

"Ok, sir. May I know your name, address, skill, and possibly bank account."

"Umm..." Roel was embarrassed. He hesitated to answer but threw his shame away. He opened his mouth and spoke in a low voice.

"I don't have a bank account..."

Hearing the answer, the receptionist didn't waver. She didn't sigh nor was irritated. She just nodded. "Ok, sir. The hunter association will provide you with an in-card bank facility."

"Oh, thanks." Roel scratched his head.