Punishment For Mission Failure: Sweeping The Whole Aden Square By Yourself!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Mag was riding his bicycle slowly on the square's path that wasn't crowded with pedestrians. A long broom suddenly fell down in front of him, making him brake in a fright.
"I beg your pardon, I beg your pardon." An old man stood up from the bench at the side of the path. He picked up the long broom that had fallen and apologized to Mag sincerely.
Mag took a look at that old man. He was about 60 years old, and his hair was almost white, but the wrinkles on his face were deeply etched. Frost was already forming on his messy beard and eyebrows. He was wearing a tattered black cotton jacket with an armband on his left arm that bore the words "Aden Square's Cleaner". It seemed like he worked in the square as a cleaner.
There was an old lady standing next to the bench too. She was about 50-60 years old, thin and hunchbacked. She was holding half of the biscuit and looking at him nervously.