Jun looked at the man for a moment. Those flowers were commonly requested. Were they to give when someone died right away, after a long time, or a combination of both? He did give a condolencing look to the man in front of him regardless. “Sure thing. That’ll be 3000 yen sir.”
He goes to the back of the florist shop to get him a few lilies and white chrysanthemums for the man standing in front of him. When he came back he handed them to him. “My name is Jun Kurosu. What is your name?” he asked his customer. He always made a habit of asking his customers for their names. Just in case they came back again. That way he could call them by name.
The price took the other aback until he sees the sheer amount of flowers the other gave. 3,000 yen is enough to buy a whole fancy meal for himself or a simple meal enough for the whole dorm. He only need a few for Miki though, so he requested for just two of each kind and perhaps another flower for later occasions that he might need..
Hmm… perhaps that’s what gets the shop filled with people. A salesperson who cares about their customer’s details just in case they visit again is getting rarer nowadays even if Tatsumi Port Island is a small town. Hence Akihiko gave his last name, since it’s normal as not many Japanese people gives out their first name as easily as Westerners, in fact, their last name is treated almost as if it is their first name.
❝ Just two of each will do. And I’m Sanada. Be careful if you plan to be here, especially during midnight. There’s a rumor floating about that you will become Lost if you aren’t careful. ❞
Of course, no one would believe a rumor like this that easily… but surely the other had seen those with Apathy Syndrome? There were called as the Lost by the locals and they were so apathetic, that couldn’t even care for themselves.
