Ding-a-ling—
The clear sound of a doorbell echoed inside the tavern.
As the wooden door of Puki's House was pushed open, Bianca was hurriedly walking by with a stack of freshly washed wine glasses. She accidentally bumped into the newcomer, let out a startled cry, and fell to the ground, nearly letting the glasses slip from her hands.
"Sorry, guest! I didn't mean to!" Bianca apologized repeatedly, rubbing her reddened forehead, feeling as if she had just collided with a steel plate.
"Are you okay?" A gentle voice asked. The newcomer helped her up and patted her head.
When Bianca looked up, she caught a glimpse of a tall figure and muttered to herself whether this guest was wearing armor under their robe.
Behind the counter, checking the books, Dylan noticed the light being blocked and looked up with a smile spreading across his face: "Norris, my brother! What brings you here?"
