Jun packed lighter the next morning.
No illusions today.
No hopes of a crowd.
Just grind.
Just survival.
He wandered deeper into side streets—beyond the plazas, beyond the wide open boulevards where competition was fierce.
Looking for cracks.
Places where a cup could fit between the rush and the noise.
[System Log: Optional Path Activated – Pop-Up Brew Opportunities Available]
[Temporary Buff: Adaptability Boost – Minor Increase in Scouting Accuracy]
The system wasn't forcing him.
It was offering.
Jun appreciated that.
Small choices mattered more when you still had the right to make them.
He found it after two hours of walking.
A neighborhood market tucked between rows of secondhand bookstores and aging laundromats.
Vendors selling scarves, spices, phone cases—whatever could fit on a fold-out table.
And at the far end—
A gap.
An empty corner where the sidewalk cracked and nobody staked a claim.
Jun paused.
Watched the foot traffic.
Moderate.
Distracted.
Human.
He could work with this.
He laid out the cloth.
Set up the dripper and kettle.
No fanfare.
No sign.
Just motion.
The first customer was a woman buying vegetables nearby.
She paused.
Watched the slow spiral of water bloom over the grounds.
Something about it tugged at her.
She wandered over.
Jun finished the pour.
Set the mug carefully on the cloth.
Said nothing.
The woman sniffed the air—cautious, curious.
Finally, she pulled a small handful of Notes from her jacket.
Left them without a word.
Took the cup.
Sipped.
Her face didn't change dramatically.
No fireworks.
Just a soft exhale.
A slowing of her shoulders.
And she smiled once, briefly, before merging back into the market crowd.
[System Log: Pop-Up Success Recorded – Emotional Impact: Light]
[XP Gained: +15 – First Market Brew Transaction]
Jun kept brewing.
No shouting.
No chasing.
Just presence.
And slowly—one ripple at a time—customers trickled in.
Enough for lunch.
Maybe enough for dinner.
Maybe even enough to push rent back from the edge.
As the sun tilted lower in the sky, Jun wiped down his cloth, packed the kit, and slipped into the current of the city again.
Lighter.
Not rich.
Not saved.
But lighter.
[System Reminder: Progress Measured Not in Speed, but in Presence.]
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