It was empty because everyone was most likely at work and not going to be coming in until the end of their shifts. That was why, the florist could take as long as she liked to admire the young boy. How had she run across him without giving him a second glance? He really was quite handsome. A little odd, but who wasn’t?
Her love letter that she had asked him to deliver, was for Sasuke- and that boy… she was getting nowhere with the likes of him.
Ino was jolted out of her musings when her dad’s head popped in from the back of the shop.
“Ino, dear, I need that inventory of supplies that are missing so I can collect our orders,” he smiled cheerily at her as he pulled a sleeve through his coat.
Ino handed him the inventory and he kissed her forehead before grabbing his keys and heading out. A harmless enough interaction, except it had been odd for Inoichi to completely ignore the boy who had been holding up his advertisement.
“I’m sorry about that, dad must have been completely in another world,” Ino shook her head, apologising to the dark-haired boy. “Geez… he’s never like this though. Hmm… must be stressed about something. Anyway, I’ll hang it with blue tac, is that ok?”
Yato, on the other hand, was more than used to this- he expected it. His presence was so unnoticeable that unless he called for their attention, he could very well get away with daylight robbery. It’s solid fact that humans aren’t able to immediately perceive the presence of Gods such as himself.
Which was why he believed this girl would forget about him soon enough. She would remember his business at the very least, but his face? Not a chance.
Mood unmarred, Yato simply continued grinning even after her father left the premises. It was pretty evident which parent she took after, even if he had only gotten a short look at him.
“It happens to the best of us,” he reassured her. Without further ado, he extended the advert to her- as well as the stack of business cards he had mentioned. “Thank you very much!!”
A deep bow, and when he straightened up, he brightly inquired, “Is there anything I can do to repay you? I can do something for you for free- no questions asked!”
Because honestly, even if he didn’t work for free, lending him advertisement space was worth more than 5 yen.
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