No sale
Six years ago
"I like your eyes!"
The unfortunate statement drifted on the wind to Tsuki's ears. She laughed and glanced back over her shoulder at the blond haired boy, who was obviously cringing in realisation of how that must have sounded to her. The old man that was with him, she noticed, had been watching her in a strange way. Tsuki walked on, glad not to be part of whatever was going on there. She chuckled.
"I like your eyes!?" She laughed to herself. "What a douche-bag!"
Tsuki was surprised by what she found in the village she came to. She had hoped to find at least a general trader's stall to sell her stolen goods, but, although it was obvious that there were stalls at one time, all that remained now was one meat stall and several piles of splintered wood.
"Can I help you, miss?" Said the meat trader.
Tsuki gazed around at the wreckage. "What happened?"
"One of the farmer's bulls got loose." He replied. "Tore up all the stalls apart from this one…" He patted his bloody stall in satisfaction. "Would have had mine too, if that kid hadn't shown up."
Tsuki raised an eyebrow. "What kid?" She inquired.
"Blonde boy, 'bout twelve years old came and made it go away!" He told her. "Like magic! Just whispered somethin' in its ear and it walked off!" He stuck out his hand. "I'm Kaoru, by the way."
Tsuki turned away his sweaty, bloodstained hand. "Hmmm…" she wondered, thinking back to the boy she had bumped into last night. "Could it be...?"
She shook herself. "Who cares?" She thought. "I need to move on and find somewhere to sell this stuff!"
And without a second thought, she went on her way.