The ceiling fan whirred feebly, emitting a grating groan as it struggled to turn. Pushing open the door, Heather's gaze fell upon the figure behind the counter.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,Two more redheads, one with a broom haircut and the other with a plane-shaped haircut, also drew their guns from behind their waists, aiming them at Heather and Iznabi respectively.。