Shut Up, Young Lady, Obediently Hand Over The Money And Don't Confess! Chapter 10 : Old Man, Will My Ghost Fire Get Stolen

From Wednesday to Friday, Viloti didn't co to class.

Similarly, Adeline didn't appear at her academy either.

After communication between both sides about the dungeon incident, the misunderstanding was resolved without any lasting impact.

However, Felyn could feel this matter wouldn't just end like that.

Especially with a certain young lady with an extrely competitive spirit after being inexplicably attacked by her rival.

He'd originally thought Adeline making him confess publicly was just his imagination, but now it seed it might really be possible.

"Agh... what should I do? Can't a teorite just fall and smash Silver Moon Valley?"

Felyn rolled around on his bed like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

It was already Saturday, and he still hadn't gone to pick out formal wear, which proved just how much Felyn didn't want to attend the banquet.

Originally Felyn could have made excuses not to go, but after what happened in the dungeon, he didn't dare refuse—he was afraid Adeline would redirect her anger toward him.

And Adeline had given him 10,000 crowns!

Only an idiot wouldn't take money when offered.

Felyn had beco sowhat resigned regarding Viloti—whatever she thought didn't matter anymore.

But the trouble was that Viloti didn't know Felyn was hired by her father. She'd think Felyn genuinely liked her.

If the two young ladies Adeline and Viloti t face-to-face and started confronting each other directly, his reputation as a scumbag would be set in stone.

Adeline would definitely think he was using her money to pursue Viloti.

The paper airplane carrying childhood trauma would hit her forehead again.

Plus with Viloti attacking Adeline this ti, the jackpot had accumulated once more!

Felyn couldn't even imagine what kind of Adeline he'd face then!

"The day after tomorrow is Monday."

Felyn got up from bed, looking at the calendar on his desk.

"Speaking of which, Daiyi is returning Monday too."

The young lady he'd escorted to the station last week would be coming back soon.

Just thinking about her twisted amusents made Felyn shudder involuntarily.

That young lady was very difficult to handle!

Thank goodness she wasn't returning to Seiwa on Sunday, or she might attend the banquet too.

At noon, Felyn reluctantly left ho.

He took the ring Adeline had given him from his house, along with the formal wear Viloti had just given him, to the secondhand luxury goods store he frequented.

"Mr. Felyn, got so good stuff again?"

The shop owner's daughter, Miss Naia, had a very good relationship with him.

Partly because he always provided secondhand items with barely any signs of use.

Partly because—not to brag—with this face and smooth talking, ordinary girls simply couldn't resist.

He was a male model, kiddo!

"Yeah, a gift from the boss—this ring."

Naia took the ring from Felyn's hand and examined it carefully under the light.

"Oh my god, isn't this the latest Kalanseya gemstone ring from [Serafina]? Their new product launch was less than a week ago and you already got one?"

Naia's chestnut short hair curled slightly at the tips as she stared wide-eyed at the ring in her hands.

The rare crystal bracelet on her slender wrist, which her father had acquired from elven rchants, looked so ordinary in comparison.

"Does your boss like girls? I could do it too!"

Brand new, no scratches, and authentic.

Given away just like that.

What kind of divine client was this?

"I work very hard too, you know, facing an old lady every day."

Naia carefully placed the ring in a jewelry box, imagining that greasy old lady with a disgusting sll, and couldn't help shuddering.

Felyn always told people his clients were a bunch of old ladies.

Because this earned him a bit of sympathy and let him sell things for higher prices.

"How much are you planning to sell it for?"

"500,000 crowns."

"The new ones only cost 550,000 crowns! That price is unacceptable!"

"Naia, do you know why I always co here to sell things?"

Felyn paused and pondered for a mont.

"Eh? Why?"

"Because of you, of course."

Naia froze in place, her little heart starting to pound.

"Believers go to church for worship every week, and I want to co here every week too. Maybe others don't think this way, but I've always regarded you as a goddess in my heart."

Naia was stunned, her eyes widening slightly as her cheeks instantly flushed with a faint pink.

Felyn gently took Naia's sowhat stiff hand, making the girl gasp softly.

"Go-goddess? Don't be silly, I'm no goddess..."

She murmured softly, her voice gentler than usual with a barely perceptible tremor. The corners of her mouth unconsciously lifted, yet she tried to suppress it, afraid of being too obvious.

"Others look down on after learning about my job, but only you look at properly. Making everyone happy makes you everyone's goddess, but making just happy makes you my personal goddess."

He moved closer and closer to Naia's face, even feeling the girl's rapid breathing.

"I guess that's... not impossible... consider buying it for myself..." Naia surrendered.

Felyn wasn't a scumbag deceiving an innocent girl.

He'd calculated that this limited edition ring sold out imdiately upon release due to high popularity.

Even secondhand ones were in short supply, and the ring Felyn brought was practically 99% new with almost no wear marks.

Naia could definitely make a huge profit from this ring.

"Hey! You brat! Fooling my daughter again!"

Just when Felyn thought he'd succeeded, a burly man in a blue and white striped shirt walked in.

"Felyn! Take your hands off her!"

The burly man roared, his voice almost piercing.

How could his precious daughter be so easily defeated by this guy!

"Dad? I... I didn't!"

Naia looked flustered and quickly removed the ring.

Felyn smiled awkwardly, knowing he looked like a troublemaking playboy right now.

If he said sothing like "Old man, will my ghost fire parked downstairs get stolen?" Felyn was certain his face would be turned into a pig's head.

"470,000, that's the most!"

The owner took the ring, looked at it twice, then glared viciously at Felyn.

"Dad! This..."

Naia tugged at the owner's clothes, biting her lip while looking at Felyn with so concern.

You might as well give him the whole shop! the shop owner roared internally.

Felyn pretended to consider for a mont before reluctantly agreeing.

"For Miss Naia's sake, I'll practically give it away for half price."

Naia lowered her head again, using her hair to hide her eyes.

Seeing this scene, the owner wanted nothing more than to throw Felyn out imdiately.

"I also have a haute couture set, never worn once."

Felyn took out the clothes Viloti had given him and placed them on the counter.

"150,000 crowns, no bargaining."

The shop owner could tell at a glance it was high-end rchandise, and indeed brand new.

"For Miss Naia's sake, 130,000 crowns will do. But I'd like to pick out a secondhand formal suit in exchange."

The shop owner snorted and quickly transferred the money to Felyn's account while shielding his daughter behind him.

"Pick the formal wear yourself, second floor. Nothing over 50,000 crowns."

"Dad, let help Mr. Felyn pick out formal wear." Naia tugged at the shop owner's sleeve, looking up at her father with pleading eyes.

"You..."

Daughters really don't stay ho when they grow up.

The shop owner waved his hand, turned back to his room, and stopped managing their affairs.

Let it all be destroyed!

Naia spent half the day modifying and tailoring clothes based on Felyn's asurents.

"Miss Naia, you don't need to be so ticulous. I'm troubling you too much."

"No way! Since it's for Mr. Felyn, you need to look handso and beautiful."

She's playing the role of a wife, right? Definitely, right?

Looks like next ti I sells sothing, I won't haggle with her.

Felyn looked at his reflection in the mirror.

The deep blue formal suit perfectly showcased his physique, with expertly tailored shoulder lines making his figure even more upright. Golden subtle patterns flickered under the lights, making his handso features even more outstanding.

The silk bow tie at the collar shimred slightly, the shirt's pleats were just right—everything showed this formal suit's extraordinary quality.

It really was nice, and no one could tell it was secondhand, saving him money again.

The 100,000 crowns Adeline gave him for formal wear could now be pocketed.

The ring and clothes Viloti gave him sold for 600,000 total.

Spending little money for big results—by switching from his left hand to right hand, he'd earned 700,000.

Naia beside him blushed again seeing Felyn's pure smile.

Good thing the clothes she'd worked hard to select and alter made him so satisfied and happy-looking.

He was different from other n!

Felyn had once complained to Naia about having a sister whose monthly treatnt costs were 300,000 crowns, and who might wake up soon.

If his sister saw her brother looking like this now, she'd be very happy too, right?

But what Naia didn't know was that Felyn's mind was focused on just one thing.

Tomorrow was the banquet—why hadn't the teorite co yet?

(End of Chapter)