In the peaceful lady’s room today.

“One… Two… Three.”

Sitting at the table after a long time, the lady and I were counting the reward received from Malik for our work at the academy, basking in the warm afternoon sunlight, focusing.

As the empty purse filled up, her lips curled up.

“hehehehe…!”

“Miss, your laughter is like a noble tax evasion.”

“It’s money we don’t have to pay taxes on…!”

“Your recent statement was quite villainous.”

“It’s okay to be a villain.”

The lady counted the money diligently, wearing a pleased …