Viz's expression soured when the front desk staff told him there were no vacant rooms left. The staff seemed intimidated by the deep line that appeared between Viz's eyebrows. He removed his glasses from his face and took a deep breath.
Meanwhile, she was just standing near the door of Casa Ballete, by the entrance. Mang Savio was outside and didn't leave until he was sure they could get a room inside. He likely assumed there was a high possibility that all the rooms were occupied.
Viz finally loosened his tie, but just let it hang around his neck. He ran his long fingers through his already messy hair. It had gotten messy earlier in the chopper, and even more so when they rode the tricycle with the strong wind blowing against them.
Viz appeared frustrated with their situation. If ther
