"What's this, a measly thousand yen? You're really underestimating this great artist,"
With a disdainful expression on her cute little face, Saki Misaki reached into her pocket with a small hand, pinching out three folded thousand yen bills and holding them between the two, she smirked contemptuously,
"Here, this'll cover three days' rent. Plus... I'll give you a little extra, consider it a tip for helping me with my luggage."
"There's a tip?" Haruka Yuzan's eyes lit up at the mention. It hadn't seemed like it, but this person was actually a little rich girl?
Indeed, grey-market traders make good money.
Under the expectant gaze of the boy,
Saki Misaki pinched a one-hundred-yen coin from her pocket to join the bills. With such flair, an onlooker who didn't know any better might think she was doling out thirty million yen,
"Here's your tip, don't be too grateful. After all, someone as kind and beautiful as me isn't common."
