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Chan’s eyebrows furrow, and he sets down his glass. “If you knew there was a truth spell on the wine, then why did you drink it?”
“I don’t have much to hide,” Minho says. “And I’ve always wanted to try this wine.”
Brow still crinkled, Chan continues to stare at Minho. “Who are you?”
“I’m Lee Minho.” He says this with the most deadpan voice he can muster.
Chan snorts. “You know, I asked around about you.”
“Like actually asked around? You didn’t just go on Naver?”
“Naver? What’s—” Chan shakes his head. “Never mind that. They said that you run the best magic shop in the city, that you’re smart and reliable, but that you’re also hard to predict.”
“We also ship worldwide,” Minho adds.
Minho captures the interest of the king of demons. He's not sure if that's a good or bad thing.