Carla couldn't hide her surprise at Creed's unexpected confession.
"You think it's a gold loan?... was that... like a pawnshop? Or... only high-interest loans?
Then Creed grinned and said.
"Sounds like a high-interest loan to me."
Carla frowned and tried to read her emotions from Creed's expression.
But I couldn't read anything from that expression.
"... Hmm. Right... only high interest loans..."
When Carla shrugged so, she put her right hand under her chin and thought about it once again.
Creed laughed spirally with his nose, not expecting to see Karla like that.
Then Carla realized it.
"... what? What's wrong with you?
Then Creed laughed again with her nose.
"That would be crazy. What do you mean, it was a loan? This one was just doing his job according to the rules, right? I was just lending money at a predetermined date and interest rate. I don't have any complaints about the high interest rate, do I? 'Cause that's what convinces borrowers."
Then Carla replied as if she had no choice.
"Oh, I know that. But you're not looking at the other guy's foot?
Then Creed opened his big mouth and laughed high.
"Absolutely. Of course. But there's a risk here, too. You're gonna lend it to a guy who can't borrow money from another loan, right? Naturally, I'll take a look at my feet and lend them at a high interest rate. It's settled, isn't it?