Chapter 422
'Sigh… Alright, I'll go… that kind of stare I can recognise it… I know it a little too well, Mister.' — I answered with a little reluctance on the inside, recalling the times my mom in my past life had dedicated it to me… only that in the mister it didn't have as frustrating an effect my mom used to.
It was the "go make some friends" kind of stare. And fair enough, the mister was right. I should start opening my horizons here. Connections are important in my situation and I also have a small business I have to continue promoting, all with the purpose of buying my troops some good desserts and ensuring the best security for my precious self in this dangerous place.
Madame Fannie Moody is already making arrangements to sell them at her boutique… but besides the product, I should also help with publicity.