"... I'm sorry"
The woman carved a deep wrinkle between her eyebrows and gently returned the ring she had been given to him, box-by-box.
"This is..."
"What do you mean?"
To her clouding her speech butt, the man sitting across the desk rides himself out and approaches her. I'm asking what it means, but from the way it looks, it seems predictable that what is directed at me is not an aromatic answer.
"Let me get this straight"
In a frustrating way, he.
Well, is she frightened of the ignorance of a man of incomprehension, or is she sympathetic to his inability to swallow reality? Either way, if I had to tell him the answer in a straightforward and straightforward manner, he would have stepped on it. She pulls the box again and opens the lid.
A hesitant, tired voice...
Instead, as he hoped, he just told me to shake it off as if it were a big one.
"Five silver coins, I guess."
"Why!"
He - to Sputnik earlier, the man who named him Rush.
I stood up from my chair and shouted so at the words she had told me.
- This is a pawn shop. It's the kind of store that gives value to anything, lends money that matches it, and if it can't be returned, pays for it through the product itself.
It does not exist in the city of Riafiat, but it is by no means an uncommon profession if you look at the whole continent. I could say I was more conscientious than a bad money lender if I thought that impossible takeovers would never come where I couldn't pay them back. And there is always a certain number of people who want to rely on such stores, and although there are not so many, there are other customers besides him.
The female clerk, who began to mix white things in her hair, sitting behind the counter against him, looked terribly shuddered at him roughing her voice. For her, I guess these guests aren't very rare. There's no way you can afford to buy this high, and who comes blindly with their own unsolicited aesthetic eyes?
"In honor of the elaborate design, you can give me about five silver coins. But you can't afford it."
"Is that why!
Momentum so good that the spit seems to fly, yelling at her.
"Diamond's, platinum's, engagement ring! Not for long, not a scratch, not even used yet! It's new and old, could be worth more!
But she doesn't seem to flinch at it.
Instead, he even took a sigh of relief and answered.
"You know, I don't know what you're mistaken about, but this isn't platinum."
"Ha!?
I heard a man's backwards scream echoing through the store.
- Apparently, he's sleepless and has a lower boiling point for laughter. Kuck, and Sputnik decided to stop watching on the occasion of an overflowing voice that he couldn't stand from his throat.
"Platinum ornaments would have a beautiful platinum color"
Raise your voice to the point where it reaches them.
And they looked up. I look around the store and eventually, try to hide next to a tall planting pot, leaning against the wall to find Sputnik standing.
Sputnik laughed at him changing his complexion. Just lips.
"But that's not exactly the color of platinum. Platinum rings are mostly coated with rhodium. To prevent discoloration and make it resistant to long-term use, as well as to make it harder to develop allergies. I mean, that's rhodium color, I don't know if you know it, but... No, I guess I didn't know how it went."
Is the open eye a surprise for the fact that Sputnik tells, or is it that 'his own deceitful jeweler' is in front of him?
But for Sputnik, it doesn't matter. I'll give you a light, overlapping explanation.
"So no matter how crude silver it is, if you coat it with rhodium in the same way, it will be a platinum ring that resembles' only looks' platinum. No, the advances in plating technology are remarkable. If only we had the stuff, we could get the plating in a few hours."
The workshop, which was purchasing new equipment as soon as possible, has no thank-you words. No, I should be thankful, maybe for doing the work I ordered, even though I was beaten up such a late night.
"Finally, the ring. The stone is also a mock diamond - that is, a diamond patchmon. Still, the value of five pieces of silver coins makes it, so I guess I tried too hard."
But you didn't do bad processing. Squeeze and laugh keenly at your own shy sense of professionalism.
If appraisal and identification are the work of the Jewellery Chamber of Commerce, the same is true of collecting illegally made artifacts and preventing secondary damage. In the warehouse of the Chamber of Commerce, the diamonds of his hand were overflowing. They borrowed it temporarily, provided that it was not collected in circulation.
Before the pale rush, I get a grin that I can't hold off.
Sputnik put unstoppable emotions from the bottom of his stomach into words with disgust.
"Hi, 'Customer'. Can you explain how we met again in this place?
Sputnik and Rush, their gaze intersects. Young people, eagles, young people and wars.
The clerk at the counter tilted his neck as he looked at them alternately like that.
"Do you know this customer?
"I know you. I know you, but it's nothing more. I'm the engineer of that ring."
"Really? You have a pretty good arm."
"It's an honor to keep it in compliment.... Well."
Sputnik and the pawn shop clerk, their gaze sees the rush.
Leaning from his chair, he raised a voice of misguided protest.
"It's a scam! I ordered you a platinum engagement ring! I may have fooled you too, but you're the one who made me..."
"What do you say," Customer "?
What a bad thing to say. Sputnik dared to look up and show him the bundle of documents he had brought from the Chamber of Commerce. On its cover,
"Didn't you sign it?"
Undisputed, his name.
"It's...!
That's the document that Sputnik told him to sign when he handed him over the ring in the Chamber of Commerce reception room, saying 'proof of receipt of the engagement ring'. - However, the contents were not about the receipt of the ring.
Since it was a rapid request, the appearance was the only one that was prepared, but the contents were of poor quality silver, and the stone was made of a moulded diamond recovered at the Chamber of Commerce. In other words, there was an 'excuse' for Sputnik not to be held guilty as a jeweler for selling it, such as allowing him to flaunt the official ring at a later date. And the signing column, which promised 'to make no statement of significance and give consent in respect of all the above proposals'. He was duped by Sputnik's proper explanation to run the pen without even changing the contents. Didn't you tell me to read the contents in every corner when signing important documents?
"If it's proof of receipt documents in the first place, do you write a 'consent form' on your head? Baka."
At least it would be a 'receipt', or 'receipt'.
By the way, it was Yuki who created this instead of Sputnik, who gets chased by the work. That too would have been busy handing the scammer's arrest, but the documents handed in the morning had been finished without a single letter missing or crazy.
- Because of that, I'll explain everything to you.
"In your story, I thought it was weird, like, two things"
Sputnik said, let me put my finger up.
"I. 'Why did you refer to the killer as' the jeweler of the Crew Lol Jewellery Chamber '? The jewellers basically call themselves' the Chamber of Commerce to which they belong ',' the name of the store 'and' their own name '"
Sputnik, affiliated with the Crew Lol Jewellery Chamber of Commerce and Sputnik Jewellery Store. Whether or not to give the name of the Chamber of Commerce varies from time to time - according to Yuki's survey, the example fraudster extends to naming himself a "Faery Jewellery Store Affiliated with the Crew Lol Jewellery Chamber". That means at least the scammer in the example should have known how to name a jeweler.
"That's why you at least know the con man's name. Yet you only referred to it as' the jeweler of the Crew Lol Jewellery Chamber '. Why?"
"It's..."
"Second"
I will not allow you to speak. Sputnik adds one more finger to stand.
"Any sexual vice, raccoon, if a broken egg is a twin, it's something that makes you happy."
"What?"
"Me too. Well, when I open the store, I feel bad when there's a crow outside the entrance door or my shoelaces are broken. When I thought about it, I was scammed... and I was wondering if I would want to use the exact same design ring as the one with the butt on it in an unacceptable situation of failure, which is a proposal."
Maybe this is what Crewe said 'weird'. She is oddly honest or easy to notice the subtlety of a person's mind for being sensitive. I still didn't seem to realize what I thought was weird or who the discomfort was, but that's also quite a promising employee for the future.
"I guess you heard somewhere that fraud by jewelers is prevalent?
It is such shallow wisdom to pretend to be one of the victims and force the jeweler's former tightening to make an expensive ring and take it away from him, or if he says he can't, get him a comfort fee. - Though it's frustrating that I got caught up in that shallow wisdom.
If you noticed something like that, this man's behavior was obviously suspicious.
But there was no definite proof, and that's why Sputnik tailored the ring. "I would make it without it. Naturally," Yuki said, trying to falsify (put on) that ring as evidence. What the hell did Rush want to do with the ring that was made just like he asked for? The results are as they stand today.
At the time of the plan, I don't know that much about how I was going to move after receiving the ring. Was he trying to bring it right into a pawn shop, or was he thinking of picking it up in another city somewhere - just that Sputnik, who thought it would be troublesome if it were the latter, breathed information that "fraudsters who cheat on jewellers will be arrested shortly" and "access to the city is restricted by the police" to impress that access to the city is dangerous for criminals, and that the more time it takes, the harder it will be to escape.
Batan, and I heard a noise behind my back. Faster than looking back, they call me by name.
"Master Sputnik!
If you look at that in a familiar voice, there's Yuki, as you'd expect.
As she rushed over to Sputnik, she turned the binder's paperwork holding "Thank you for waiting".
"An example fraudster has been safely arrested. - He's a simple man, and he kept a record of all the crimes. But no one named Rush is on the record."
"As far as it goes. Then again, the man there."
"... hitchhiker, I was wondering if I could confirm"
Out of time, Sputnik and Yuki look at him at the same time.
"How dare you try to fool a good jeweler, you son of a bitch. Pork crates stink, get ready."
"Gu..."
He groaned small, and...
"Ah, you!
It was the clerk who had responded to him until earlier who raised his voice, which attracted him when he saw what he had taken out.
What he took out of his pocket was a swing of blade. It's small, but if you stabbed him with the power of a man, it wouldn't even be fatal in some places. Take the voice, or he sees the clerk at the counter. She stood in a hurry and fled behind the counter, out of his reach.
- That's when Sputnik stepped out before Yuki, not because he thought it was a man's duty to protect a woman or anything noble like that, but simply because he was afraid of the aftermath if he didn't even pretend to be a shield here.
But in conclusion, she didn't make it good.
"Son of a bitch!
Scream, and Rush rushes over here.
It's dangerous to face the blade with a round waist, but you can't just leave Yuki and run away. If we do that, we'll have a stronger arrangement than the blade. Then I tried to knock him off with my jacket, and I almost took off my clothes - but at that moment.
Strong from behind, shoulder pulled.
Unexpectedly unable to deal with the center of gravity, a few steps, retreating. Unlike that, the shadow comes out in front of him. Soon after Sputnik thought sooner, the shadow was caught in Rush's arms.
"Ki...... caaaaaaaaaa!
"Yuki!"
Yuki, the man with the blade around his neck, screamed what a feminine, tall scream.
Something happened and a young man in his back jumped out of the back of the store, turning bright blue to take a look at the sight. Like a scream, call Rush.
"Oh, oh, sir!
"Get away from me! I wish I could spare his life!
Intimidation - but my tongue hasn't turned.
Sputnik said with momentum that he would rush over to the young man in his back.
"The head of this store!
"Wow, I suck."
I don't know if it's still shallow or original nature to be entrusted to the store, but naming him responsible, he got the impression that he wasn't used to the rough stuff. My voice is flipped over and my face is brilliantly bright blue.
But then, as for this one, it's terribly 'easy to do'. When Sputnik breathed briefly, he told him this at once.
"I am Sputnik, a Sputnik jewellery store affiliated with the Crew Lol Jewellery Chamber. It is Yuki, an official of the association, who is being taken hostage. Leave this place to me, evacuate the guests and employees outside as soon as possible, and contact the police station and the Jewellery Chamber!
"Ha, ha."
There is no way a member of the Jewellery Chamber has the authority to divide the site of a store that has nothing to do with the Chamber. But it is common for people to want a mentor in a messy field. It's all momentum - he revealed himself, and if I ran out of words like that, as I expected, he followed my instructions. While I was about to roll, I said, "Calm down and evacuate!" He shouts, "and manages to lead his employees outside, panicking and making noise.
Not so many customers because of the time slot. You won't worry about this one. The problem is...
Sputnik, again, saw Rush.
You've decided it's hard to have two or more hostages with that degree of blade, or you don't seem to be interested in the humans running away. I'm just blushing, saying something to Blush and the hostages (Yuki). Don't move, or keep it grown up, or something like that.
"What's the purpose!
When Sputnik raised his voice, he shouted out his demands, as he also responded.
"Money. Get the money - the money and a carriage for the getaway! I wish I could spare this woman's life!
"Dastardly..."
Saying, bite your back teeth off. But I couldn't stand it and my eyes moistened just a little.
He laughed insanely at how Sputnik was doing. She was held, leaning over, and I don't know what she looks like from Sputnik.
- Eventually all but the three of them disappear outside the store.
Sputnik chuckled inside, thanking me for following the instructions. If the person in charge of this store showed a strange sense of justice by saying, "You can't just leave the hostages and the culprits behind and evacuate yourself," or if you refer to Sputnik and say, "You're paying people and even the thieves are plotting it," etc., then I want to get into trouble.
This store is not that far from the Chamber of Commerce. In five minutes, someone will come and use it. What about the police station? To what extent will we crack personnel into a sudden hostage incident right after the catch is over? But hearing of the incident, the longer I stood, the more incompetent the police station branch here shouldn't have been.
Either way, it won't take that long before people get together again.
Shut up and stare at the rush, doing all kinds of guessing, he said.
"... Sputnik"
Yuki calls me by my name, and I feel inadvertently preoccupied.
A confronting self and a man, a hostage woman in a man's arms. The hostages captured were shaking and calling Sputnik's name even then. Sputnik,.
Now Yuki did call him by his name, though, similarly.
Unlike then, there was no anger. I didn't even pull out the tool (bump).
Looking around and checking again that no one was there, Sputnik offered his right arm to both of them. Palms up, like inviting.
"What imitation!
The shoulders of the hostages (Yuki) tremble at the curse that was unleashed. I'm crying, I'm not.
To him I am willing, my anger is already cold. On the contrary, even remembering some sympathy, Sputnik bowed his head deeply and declared the beginning of the 'end'.
"So long, Sister Ako. Come on, get it."
I'm sure there won't be as much time until the police station and the Chamber of Commerce arrive. But...
- This woman is not kind enough to make me sweet for such a reason.
"I don't like it, Master Sputnik. I can't believe I called you by your old name."
I didn't see it because I was facing the floor, but at that moment, I'm sure, Yuki laughed.
Sputnik rejoiced from the bottom of his heart that he had not had to put that expression (hence) into his sight.