Vol 1 Chapter 2 – First Time

“Mmm… how was it? Your first time?”

“Hah… hah… hah… It wash the besht.”

“Hahaha. I’m glad to hear it.”

A spacious bed. Suffocating heat. Sticky humidity.
Lying naked on the bed in such a bedroom, I stroke the modest breasts of the girl—Reine—who’s also lying naked beside me, smiling at her.

“I’m glad it became a wonderful memory for you… So? What are you going to buy?”

“…Eh?”

“Haha. I know getting something now might feel insufficient… but this is still a business. Let me sell you something at least. How about… the underwear I just tossed aside?”

As I pick up the underwear I’d casually discarded,

“Hmm? There was one gold coin in your wallet… Is that your budget?”

“Uh… y-yes, it is.”

“Well, I’ll sell it to you for one gold coin then… Will you buy it? Actually, one gold coin is probably too expensive for you.”

“N-no!? I-it’s not like that…!”

“Hahaha, you don’t need to push yourself. I normally sell these for five gold coins each… but that’s the price for nobles. For you, it should be cheaper.”

“I-it’s not…”

“Three copper coins from your pocket will be fine.”

“Huh!? I-I couldn’t possibly…!”

“It’s fine. I’m not hurting for money.”

Cutting off Reine’s apologetic protests, I crawl out of bed.

“Come on, let’s go take a shower. You can’t go home all sticky like this, right?”

“Y-yesh.”

And so, I take Reine’s hand and head to the shower room together.

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“Th-thank you so much…!”

“Sure thing. Please come again.”

After showering together and going another round in there for good measure, I see Reine off as she leaves the shop, having spent truly fulfilling time together.

“Good work. You’re dismissed now.”

Once alone in the shop, I put away the magic tool that had been minding the store in my place.

“Sales came to fifty gold coins… As always, too much selling. I’ve already sold out of all my personal items… Hmm. Maybe I should start selling autographs again? There are quite a few customers who came but couldn’t buy anything. And the priority system has gotten complicated… Autographs are about the only thing I can sell now.”

I check the sales from the time I was enjoying myself and start considering the shop’s direction.

“Actually, never mind. Too much hassle.”

And ultimately, I decide I don’t need to do anything and continue tidying up.

“Hm?”

While doing so, the shop door opens despite already being closed for the day.

“We’re already closed for… oh, what? It’s you, Ryshia.”

The person who opened the door and entered the shop is a girl—Ryshia, my childhood friend.

“A rather alluring young lady just left your shop earlier… Business seems quite profitable, doesn’t it?”

“Thanks to that, yes.”

Ryshia narrows her distinctive upturned eyes into a flat stare and delivers her sarcastic remark, to which I respond in an utterly carefree manner.