At first, I thought that the perverted priest might have bribed Karia or something.

It couldn’t be anything else, considering that as soon as we faced each other, the first words that came out of his mouth were like that.

However, Karia’s expression remained serious.

"I’m not joking. I’m asking you seriously if it’s possible."

"Why do you need my jewelry? Do you want to spread the fact that I’m cute all over the place? Auntie, you don’t have to waste your life and suffer for my cuteness."

"I said I’m not joking."

"Old maid. Don’t frown. If more wrinkles …