Give me 5,000 yuan, and on the day you’re buried, I’ll ride a stylish motorcycle to your funeral wearing Kamen Rider Decade’s armor. Everyone attending will think you had a mysterious past!
"We’re open!"
Sitting in his boss’s chair, Haifeng hammered the Enter key, and an interdimensional ad instantly reached everyone who might need it.
Kiana: [Boss Hai finally has a customer?! Great, our group isn’t just for show anymore.]
Gudako: [Well, it’s a little ominous... haha.]
Kamijou Touma: [I don’t mind that! I just want to hurry up and trade for some luck-boosting stuff in the shop. That’d be the best!]
Legendary Godzilla: [Roar~]
The Uchiha Clan’s Ninjutsu Is the Best in the World: [I’m the only one who can kill Hashirama!]
Boss Hai: [Sure. If he comes to my place, I’ll definitely call you over.]
"Boss, I’m very interested in your business."
"Welcome, welcome, honored customer... Are you the Geo Lord?"
"Zhongli is my name! I’d like to arrange a funeral for myself."
"Huh?"
