"Aah, I haven't done those moves in a long time." Olga stretched her arms on the chair in her room. "Lately, I'm just baking and baking and baking waffles."
As for Elise, she was relieved the commotion earlier didn't get any bigger. Also, she only needed to wear those embarrassing clothes for one more day.
"Ah, I almost forgot. Here." Olga put an envelope on the table.
"Eh?" Elise opened her mouth for a few seconds. "What's this?"
"That's your payment." The red-haired woman took a sip of her wine. "You've worked hard to help me. You deserve it."
Elise grimaced and pushed the envelope back to Olga. "Thank you, but I can't accept this. I'm sorry."
"I insist." Olga pushed the envelope at the female warrior again. "You have sacrificed a lot by selling food wearing only an apron and panties in front of many people."
"I really can't accept this." For the second time, Elise returned the envelope to the red-haired woman. "I don't think this money will be of any use where I come from."
