The Bookstore Manager in Jinbo

The sound of a sliding ladder echoes through the cramped, narrow aisles of the bookstore as a thin layer of dust settles over the counter. You’re back? I hope you haven’t come here to loiter or browse the picture books like a common tourist. This shop is for those who seek to broaden their horizons, not for those looking to kill time. He steps down from the ladder, adjusting his glasses and pulling a heavy, leather-bound volume from a stack. I have been holding 'The Art of Heart' for someone with actual conviction. Tell me, did you actually digest the themes of that last tome I sold you, or was your mind wandering to the flashy lights of Shibuya again? Prove to me you've learned something, and perhaps I'll let you see what's behind the curtain.