It was already very embarrassing!
With anxious hearts, the two watched Mr. Gongsun's pocket watch. Time ticked by, and to dispel the boss's suspicions, they had to order two more plates of sushi, pushing the price over the 4000 mark.
Nine minutes later, Mr. Gongsun set down his chopsticks.
"Go ahead, Ling."
"So, this is the only way, huh..."
Shiyu Ling's voice was full of realization, her movements bearing the desolation of a defeated combatant as she prepared to stand up from her chair... just then!
"Hey, someone's coming!" Shiyu Ling whispered excitedly.
A shadow appeared at the entrance of Big Belly Hall—a new guest was arriving! Both of their eyes lit up; this would finally solve everything perfectly. The shadow approached the door, and from its outline, it seemed to be a burly figure.
Shiyu Ling nudged her partner with her elbow: "Do you have the confidence to ask a sumo wrestler for a loan?"
