Gacha Addict in a Matriarchal World - C.49: Overgearing Is Always The Answer (3)

Gacha Addict in a Matriarchal World

C.49: Overgearing Is Always The Answer (3)
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When you acquire a new weapon, itā€™s almost a primal instinct to want to test it out.

However, today was designated as a day of rest. Lydia was adamant about maintaining this schedule, and she wouldnā€™t entertain the idea of a quick trip to the labyrinth, even if I suggested it.

For that reason, I considered persuading Lemon and Apple to casually explore the entrance of the first floor with me.

ā€œAh. Thereā€™s no need to go that far.ā€

My curiosity was reaching a fever pitch, almost driving me insaneā€¦ but it wasnā€™t enough to make me break my promise to Lydia that we must enter the labyrinth together, at least for now.

After all, we were planning to go in tomorrow, so I just needed to muster a bit more patience.

So, I decided to engage in something as thrilling as testing the new weapon. That was, engaging in the gachaā€¦!

I donā€™t know what came over me, but I rose from my seat and put some distance between myself and Eve, who was bubbling over with excitement.

ā€œLemon! Apple! Letā€™s go do some work together.ā€

ā€œEh. Weā€™re not going to the labyrinth.ā€

ā€œWeā€™ve already been today. Weā€™re exhausted.ā€

ā€œNo, itā€™s not about that, so just come with me. Ah, thank you for today, Eve. Iā€™ve got something to take care of, so Iā€™ll be heading out now!ā€

ā€œEh? Ohā€¦ Okay?ā€

With a polite bow to the puzzled Eve, I seized Lemon and Apple by the wrists and made our exit from the store.

Thud!

The sound echoed behind us, like someone was slamming their forehead on a desk, but it was probably just the noise of the door closing.

Lemon and Apple glanced at Eve but followed me without any complaints.

Even now, after weā€™d gotten quite far from the store.

ā€œLemon. Apple. Arenā€™t you going to ask where weā€™re going or what weā€™re doing?ā€

ā€œWe donā€™t need to know that.ā€

ā€œThe important thing is that Jonah is still holding our wrists.ā€

They giggled like idiots, following me simply because I was holding their wristsā€”not even their hands.

ā€œSigh. Maidens.ā€

ā€œā€¦But isnā€™t Yona also a virgin?ā€

ā€œA sudden attack like that hurts, yā€™know.ā€

ā€œItā€™s okay. Even if it hurts, it can be healed with the unicorn dagger. And do you think that the value of a virgin and a maiden are the same?ā€

ā€œThatā€™s this worldā€™s fault!ā€

ā€œWeā€™re both of the same pure body, so why are only maidens ridiculed!ā€

Having memories from my past life, I couldnā€™t help but sympathize with Lemon and Apple, who were indignantly discussing such a topic.

Their conversation made me chuckle for a moment. But now, it seemed the topic had shifted as their voices grew heavier.

ā€œWhen I was being healed earlier, it felt good but also somewhat off.ā€

ā€œBeing healed means itā€™s proof of being a maiden. The bodyā€™s wounds may heal, but the heartā€™s wounds do not.ā€

ā€œNo, if you put it that way, what does that make me? Itā€™s like Iā€™m walking around, revealing my virginity constantly.ā€

ā€œWow.ā€

ā€œThis isnā€™t the time to be amazed and say ā€˜wow.ā€™ What are you going to do if Jonahā€™s dagger turns black and splits into two one day?ā€

Apple nudged the side of Lemon, who had just been admiring me without any thought. After a moment of hesitation, Lemon seemed to ponder for a while, then finally spoke in a serious tone.

ā€œI guess Iā€™ll have to kneel and beg for him to do it with me.ā€

ā€œAre you seriously insane?ā€

Whack!

Eventually, Lemon received a full swing to the back of her head by Apple, then grimaced in pain.

I chuckled at the dumb-and-dumber-like bickering of the two, then spoke in a subtle voice.

ā€œWell, not nowā€¦ but later. After Iā€™ve become an adult and achieved my goals, if both of you are still virgins, Iā€™ll take your first times.ā€

ā€œā€¦Are you serious?ā€

ā€œWe elves consider 10 or 20 years as nothing. You must speak carefully.ā€

ā€œOf course, Iā€™m serious. Ah, but thereā€™s a queue, so you might have to wait a bit.ā€

ā€œWe know that Boss is first in line.ā€

ā€œHonestly, having been lonely for a thousandā€¦ no, for a long time, we understand.ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦?ā€

I was talking about Ellie and Lydia. Why was Eve coming up here? I hadnā€™t even flirted with Eve, had I?

Except for slightly leaning in when she was explaining about the unicorn dagger, I hadnā€™t done anything.

ā€¦Is it just that Iā€™m her type?

With my brainā€™s translation function seemingly malfunctioning these days, I decided to downgrade my assessment of Eve by one notch in my mind.

Seems suspicious but ā€˜stillā€™ a good person (X)

Seems dangerous but ā€˜stillā€™ a good person (O)

ā€œHmm.ā€

As I nodded to myself, Lemon and Apple cautiously began to speak.

ā€œBy the way, can I ask where weā€™re going now?ā€

ā€œIā€™m starting to get curious.ā€

ā€œAbout what?ā€

ā€œWhere are you taking us?ā€

ā€œThis direction seems to lead to a somewhat questionable neighborhood, doesnā€™t it?ā€

ā€œAh, donā€™t worry. Iā€™m not taking you to the red-light district or any cheap inns nearby.ā€

ā€œA shame, reallyā€¦ā€

ā€œWeā€™re disappointed because thatā€™s exactly what we wantedā€¦ā€

These girls really are candid about their desires, arenā€™t they?

I sighed deeply and tightened my grip on the wrists I was still holding, determined not to let them escape.

ā€œThereā€™s an alleyway before we get there, right? Towards the industrial district.ā€

ā€œā€¦Isnā€™t that where we first met Jonah?ā€

ā€œDonā€™t tell me youā€™re planning to bury us there to settle past grudgesā€¦ā€

Lemon and Apple began to tremble. Come to think of it, the industrial district was indeed where my transmigrated self first woke up.

Itā€™s also the place where Lemon and Apple extorted me.

ā€œWhat do you even think of me? We agreed to settle it last time when I received compensation for saving your lives. I wonā€™t resort to such things now, all right?ā€

ā€œIā€™m asking just in case, but what if you still harbored a grudge?ā€

ā€œWould it end just with us being extorted?ā€

Lemon and Apple asked cautiously. I turned to them and gave a light smile.

ā€œElves are indeed a race with many uses.ā€

ā€œOrgan traffickingā€¦!ā€

ā€œHuman traffickingā€¦!ā€

Seeing them tremble, a sense of satisfaction blossomed within my heart.

Why was it so enjoyable to torment Lemon and Apple? Was it because they reacted in such an amusing way, slightly different from Ellie?

I slightly lowered my arm and, instead of holding their wrists, took their hands, then added on.

ā€œItā€™s a joke. At most, I would have scared you like I was scared and then used you as errand girls.ā€

I had been extorted, but it wasnā€™t like I was physically harmed. They just acted a bit menacing and frisked my pockets, taking the money I had begged for that day. So, it was something that could be forgiven with some money.

ā€œAnyway, the reason weā€™re going this time isnā€™t to bury you guys. Itā€™s to try doing what we did last time again.ā€

ā€œWhat we did last timeā€¦?ā€

ā€œAre you talking about becoming an undisputed ruler of the back alleys?ā€

ā€œSimilar, but slightly different. Last time, we had to disband because we were reported, right? So, I thought about it, and we shouldnā€™t have tried to unify in the first place. If we grow too big, weā€™ll just end up attracting more attention from the guards.ā€

Gang members and a gang organization indeed feel entirely different, donā€™t they?

ā€œSo, letā€™s just extort them and then let them go. This neighborhood is riddled with unresolved issues anyway.ā€

ā€œWhat if they come after us, even if we drop them like last time?ā€

ā€œYou mentioned you had no intention of uniting them back then, either.ā€

ā€œWhy overthink it? Weā€™ll just knock them all out.ā€

Unlike Lemon and Apple, I havenā€™t yet received any compensation from these local thugs. They have no clue how miserable my life as a beggar was.

ā€œIā€™ll aim for ten times the amount.ā€

It might also be the perfect opportunity to test the power of the unicorn dagger.

I suppose I shouldnā€™t stab peopleā€¦ But it should be acceptable if they arenā€™t exactly people, right?

The results were a resounding success.

Swoosh!

I returned to the Fairy and Silver Coin, emptying todayā€™s earnings onto the desk.

ā€œLetā€™s seeā€¦ whatā€™s the total?ā€

The pile included the proceeds from farming Iron Wolf leather, after meticulous preparation. I then tallied it up, adding the amount I had extorted while encountering those familiar faces once again. šŸrš—²ššŽšš eš›noš˜ƒš—²š„.cš—¼m

ā€œ1 gold, 26 silver, 92 copper, is it?ā€

Among this, the Iron Wolf leathers alone brought in more than 1 gold.

Thatā€™s when it dawned on me why the somewhat strong adventurers didnā€™t stoop to thuggish behaviors.

ā€œJust going to the labyrinth once or twice earns more than shaking down all the local thugsā€¦?ā€

It made sense to avoid such petty crimes if they werenā€™t profitable, especially if those acts could draw the guardsā€™ attention.

Unless, of course, you harbored a grudge like me.

ā€œNow itā€™s double. Just need to go four more times.ā€

Ah, the performance of the unicorn dagger exceeded my expectations.

Of course, I hadnā€™t used it on people, so its effects, such as the special non-virgin attack, were unknown to meā€¦ but it had sliced through weapons and thick padded clothes with ease.

Not only had I effortlessly cut through thick wooden clubs, but I had also sliced through quilted jackets known as gambesons, which served as makeshift armor, as if they were mere sheets of paperā€¦

Although I hadnā€™t verified it yet, with this capability, slicing through the hide of an Iron Wolf should pose no problem.

If I could inflict direct damage, then my combat style could undergo a drastic transformation.

Just in time, the armor crafted from the hide of the Iron Wolf, which I had commissioned, will be completed tomorrow. This marks a significant upgrade in the quality of my equipment.

With this enhancement, beyond Iron Wolves, I could potentially take on Giant Mantisesā€¦ and perhaps even a Hobgoblin tribe.

However, that wasnā€™t my immediate concern.

ā€œShe mentioned it increases luck, didnā€™t sheā€¦?ā€

I placed the symbol of the Temple of the Goddess of Love, which Karen had given me, on the desk, positioning the unicorn dagger in front of it.

It wasnā€™t that I was attempting to exploit any blasphemy or intimidation tactics.

Since manual dexterity wasnā€™t my forte, I placed the dagger in front of the symbol rather than a statue, banking on its supposed ability to bring good luck.

Lastly, clutching the Lucky Strike I always wore with both hands, I activated the gacha system.

Ding!

ā€œLetā€™s go, 120 pullsā€¦!ā€

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