Under the guidance of the tour guide who also served as a translator, Anna, along with others, checked into the rustic hotel made of half-stone, half-wood.
Although the village hotel was quite simple, it was kept very clean, and the hotel owner and staff were unusually welcoming, almost to an unsettling degree.
When Anna wanted to change shoes, even an eight-year-old boy knelt down to help her.
The guide said it was a local custom, but Anna clearly sensed a hidden fear in the child's eyes.
Sitting on a vintage stone balcony chair, Anna enjoyed the warm sunshine while picking up the phone to communicate with the God of Shattering.
"Haha, you people are quite interesting, running a tourism business while being pursued by the IMF. I truly didn't expect that; it turns out even the most mysterious organizations need money after all."
"If you think of them as being so ordinary, then the IMF wouldn't have to trouble the Blind Sisterhood."
