Miku Sanro had no idea what his assistant supervisor was thinking. Right now, he was busy arguing with Satoru Gojo online.
Did Satoru Gojo even want to look at the junk he was being asked to buy?!
A kettle? A frying pan? A steamer pot?
Were there really no such things in Japan? Was it worth flying all the way to France just to buy this garbage for him?!
"You're so slow, Ro. It took you a whole month for such a simple mission? How lame."
"I finished all my missions in just a week, and the remaining three weeks were spent buying the things you guys asked for."
Chapter 22