"YOU'RE PRETTY for a Civilian."
Yuno just continued ringing the two boxes of HoneyMoon Condom and one bottle of HoneyMoon Lube that the male Esper bought. "Cash or card, sir?"
"Hey, didn't you hear what I said? You're pretty for a Civilian. You should feel honored hearing that from an Esper like me. We usually only have eyes for Guides."
And yet you can't tell that I'm a Guide.
"Yes, sir. I heard your backhanded compliment loud and clear," Yuno said bluntly. "I must say, for an Esper, you're pretty average-looking. Since I can also tell that you're a low-ranking Esper, I suppose your face matches your rank."
The Esper's face turned red from embarrassment, and then it turned to anger.
"How dare you mock me, an Esper who protects this country?"
The Esper tried to grab Yuno by the collar, but failed.
"Sir, we don't tolerate rowdy customers here."
Lee Haerin— the manager and Yuno's boss— grabbed the Esper by the wrist.
