When l realized l was being followed, a dark thrill honestly rushed through me. I was actually excited at the prospect of getting ambushed in a quiet alleyway again.
As I passed a fragrant outdoor food stall, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a thick wad of cash. "Can I get a meat skewer?" I asked the elderly female vendor behind the counter.
"That will be 100 yen, my son," she responded with a warm smile.
I casually peeled a crisp ¥10,000 note from the bundle and slid it across the counter. "Just give me one. Keep the change."
The poor woman froze, her jaw dropping in absolute shock. She immediately tried to push the money back, stammering that it was far too much, but I insisted, waving her off. As she showered me with endless blessings and tearful words of gratitude, I took the skewer and walked away, casually munching on the meat.
"Hmmm delicious." I moaned loudly as l enjoyed the food.
