Tens of minutes after the villainess and the world-hopper left the tent, another person entered, dressed in a suit, the kind which normal salaryman in a company or business entity would wear. The guy was tall and had a good body built and posture. His face looked average, but it was the kind which would give off a feeling of intellect yet the goofy grin hanging on his lips made him easy to get along with.
In a loud booming voice, he announced his arrival, raising a plastic bag of food and drinks, "Old hag!!! Your handsome and beloved adopted son is here!"
The lady fortune teller looked at the direction of the curtain entrance placidly, "Oh. Hello."