Growth, Andres realized, wasn't about speed.
It was about control.
The next morning, he didn't return to the same spot immediately. Instead, he walked through three different districts, observing foot traffic, pricing differences, and merchant behavior.
"…Patterns repeat," he noted.
High-traffic areas had higher prices but lower quality control. Lower districts had inconsistent supply. Middle districts—like where he sold—balanced both.
That was his entry point.
When he finally set up again, it wasn't alone.
Kael stood nearby, arms crossed, watching the surroundings rather than the stall.
"You're adjusting positioning," Kael said.
"Yes."
"…You really think like a merchant."
Andres didn't respond.
Because this wasn't about thinking like one.
It was about becoming one.
This time, he prepared more stock—but not excessively. Just enough to test demand increase without drawing suspicion.
Customers returned faster than before.
Recognition had begun.
"Ah, it's the same stall," someone said.
"Those fruits from yesterday—do you still have them?"
Andres nodded, maintaining the same calm demeanor.
No rush.
No pressure.
Just consistency.
Within hours, sales doubled.
Not explosive—
But stable.
Sustainable.
And that was more dangerous than sudden success.
Because stability attracted attention from people who understood long-term value.
As the last fruit was sold, Andres felt it again—
That subtle shift in the air.
Eyes watching.
Not curious.
Calculating.
"…It begins," he thought.