Mani star, the main city, is one of the innumerable bungalows through the green and gray eaves.

a young man is turning over a pile of account books in front of him. From time to time, he questions about the unknown. A middle-aged shopkeeper patiently answers, and from time to time, he sends out one or two flattering compliments.

behind the young man, a loyal old slave sat on a red sandalwood chair and kept his eyes closed.

suddenly, the old slave's eyes opened. The old slave was very alert. After a while, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

"manager Ma." Outside ran into a young steward,...