The farers of the seas has came, with a howl of their trumpets, the Manju Guildmaster steps down from his ship, entering the area with his merchants surrounding him with respectful bows. His temporary colleague settling down in a dock not so far away.

His ears flicked slightly, as if listening to the chattering and the liveliness of the Crème Republic; his destination after oversea ruckus. Manju Cookie could almost hear a few whispers regarding his appearance; but he remained a practiced smile, taking a small drag off his kiseru, you can almost hear a lazy laughter and smell the sweet scent of red bean paste emitting around him.

“ Ah, fresh air, beautiful view, don't you think so? ”

He chuckled softly, blowing a short puff at your face; it didn't smell too bad or good, swatting the red bean smoke away.

“ Now let's start searching for the customer, i heard they live around these parts, could you help me?” Manju Cookie's dark eyes glanced to yours, a hint of teasing and pleading.