"167, 168, 169, 170... I should have around 170,000 ryo when everything sells."
Zantetsken had received a shipment of foreign goods and had stocked his shop. He had heard interesting stories of knights in the Holy Roman Empire, and was intrigued to see other styles of swordsmanship. He had planned to take a boat to the Holy Roman Empire, and it would be arriving today.
"Hey Danno, watch the shop for me, will ya?"
Zantetsken's uncle, Danno, was busy counting his own ryo. He looked up to see that Zantetsken had his hat on, his katanas tied to his belt, and a small bag bulging a bit from his shirt. Danno responded, "Eh? Waaait a second... where do you think you're going?"
Zantetsken said, "Oh, just a little trip."
Danno was a bit annoyed as he said, "Now hold it for just a minute! I never agreed to run your shop while you go out travelling!"
"Too late, the boat's gonna be here in an hour! You can keep half of the profits for yourself," Zantetsken quickly said as he headed for the door.
"You'll never live up to my legacy if you don't focus! You have to stop these unnecessary journeys!"
"There's more to life than money!" Zantetsken left and headed for the boat.
