Hey, Those Are My T-Shirts! Why Are You Selling Them Without Asking?! – Part 02

“Perfect location! I’m the best! We’re guaranteed to sell like crazy now!”

The girl beside me was full of energy.

She looked about middle school age, short in stature. Shoulder-length brown hair, big cat-like eyes. Her small mouth curled into a cheeky grin as she nodded to herself with her arms crossed. Her chest was completely flat, wrapped in a short dress.

A pretty girl, at least on the outside, her trademark was the single cowlick sticking straight up from the top of her head. Her name was Haruna.

After getting kicked out by Sera, I sat cross-legged on the plastic sheet in the space Haruna secured.

Her spot sat right at a corner you reached by walking straight from the entrance to the grounds.

It was just far enough in that people would slow down, thinking about what to buy. At a corner like that, they’d spend more