The next day, Keita woke up extra early, as the dew on the grass had yet to be evaporated, and the sun was just starting to rise over the horizon. He was in a slightly bigger jacket than he would normally wear, especially because of the weather this time of year, but it was because it was so early that the winds would be harsh against his body and cause him to clutch that jacket a bit tighter when he was walking towards the shopping district that the merchant was going to sel, the golden scissors. He had the money with him, and had been working out all yesterday what he would do to get the merchant to sell the scissors to him, and the only thing he could think of was the way he had around the art of the Tea Ceremony, so he would hope that the merchant was a fan of tea, or at least appreciated a gift to start the meeting that wasn’t just money, as he was going to be offered a similar price by everyone around the area that wanted to buy the scissors, so he wanted to do something a bit special for him, and so he got out an old oolong tea that his father liked, and had even brought the whole tea set along with a mat with him. As he got to the area, there were already people waiting for the old man to open his shop, and as soon as he did, the people started shouting out prices as if there was some sort of auction. The old man told them to shut up, before looking around, noticing that Keita was simply sitting there respectfully with his tea set, and would soon start a small ceremony himself. He got some odd stares and some harsh whispers, but eventually the ceremony was completed, and he offered some of the tea to the old man. That simple act of etiquette was enough apparently, as it was something above and beyond, and soon Keita had the scissors. A quick hop step and a jump back to Fernando’s store later, and he handed over the scissors and grabbed his reward.
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