"So, you're saying that you think it would be a good idea to offer our services and the fourth-rank employees as bodyguards to protect the residents of Vanitapolis in exchange for pol?"
Tineya nodded with a hesitant smile.
"Yes."
"You're an idiot."
"Hey! What's that got to do with you? Besides, it's the bossman's call."
Tineya looked away from Art with a harrumph and waited for Micah to give his judgment.
"He's right, though."
Unfortunately for Tineya, Micah didn't come with the answer she hoped.
"W-what?"
"Art, explain."
"Yes, sir. Tineya. You want to continue collecting protection fees, but we'll actually offer protection. That's the gist of your idea. Now, what or who are we protecting the residents from?"
"Umm…."
