Chapter 211
The entrance sign was small and low.
Even if someone stumbled upon this place, they wouldn’t think it was the main branch of the [Tuning Workshop].
The doorway was barely tall enough for Danya’s head to pass under.
“…Ugh!”
Irritated by the fact that it didn’t touch, Danya tilted her head upward as she walked in.
I also had to lower my head slightly as I entered. Inside, a woman wearing a look of utter indifference glanced at us from behind the counter.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a generous figure.
She looked to be in her mid-to-late twenties—an archetype you’d expect as the receptionist of a guild.
However, instead of the characteristic friendliness of such people, she exuded an air of annoyance, laziness, and calmness. She seemed endlessly cold and aloof.