[ When suddenly, the voice of a man never so sure of anything in his life rings out from the crowd, ]
800!!
[ The crowd...
Is still perplexed.
As is the auctioneer, who looks back and forth between Haruaki and the crowd as if they honestly have no idea what to do. There's paperwork for this kind of thing, can they even accept the cords?
An idea hits them after a few more moments of murmuring but otherwise no bidding, lightly tapping the gavel on their podium, "Sold for 800?" ]
here comes a very special boy
800!!
[ The crowd...
Is still perplexed.
As is the auctioneer, who looks back and forth between Haruaki and the crowd as if they honestly have no idea what to do. There's paperwork for this kind of thing, can they even accept the cords?
An idea hits them after a few more moments of murmuring but otherwise no bidding, lightly tapping the gavel on their podium, "Sold for 800?" ]