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Karina-chan here! I vanquished evil and scored myself a wallet!

You know how it is in games, right? Defeat enemies and they drop money just like that?

 

 

"Jeez, these guys are totally broke… No wonder they're resorting to stuff like this."

Oops, that line made it kinda unclear who the real villain is, huh?

That won't do. Karina-chan is a righteous, beautiful girl!

Justice is awesome, you know. As long as you do things in the name of justice, people can be as cruel as they want.

I stashed Wallet B into my storage space and staggered off into another alley.

"Hold up there, girly—got any money? Come on, spare us a little."

"Or else you won't be seeing tomorrow's sunrise."

"Hey! Jump up and down! Make those boobs bounce!"

Wallets C, D, and E appeared! Looks like each alley in this town has its own turf. And the protection fees all go into the same piggy bank or something?

So, after visiting all the turf zones that Wallets A and B talked about, it's time to head to the vault!

"P-please… don't… want to… die… help—"

"Next!"

I stashed the wallets away in my storage space and moved right on to the next turf area.

Still, you guys are seriously so predictable. I'm starting to get bored.

"Hey, lumberjack girly. Hand over your wallet."

"Lemme give you some advice: give half your earnings to your senpai here and he'll take care of you nicely."

Oh? Adventurer thugs this time! Nice change of flavor. Like switching what ramen broth you're using.

Not that it'd change what I was about to do.

Even if the flavor's different, ramen is still ramen. The way you eat it stays the same.

"You split from Blade and the others, right? I'll look after you. C'mon, yeah?"

"Come stay at our inn. We'll treat you way better than that goody-two-shoes loser."

Excuse me? Don't talk crap about Blade-senpai!

"Hey. I hate people who talk behind others' backs. If you're gonna insult someone, say it to their face! Like 'He's a drunk who sucks with money and is totally pathetic!'"

"Isn't that you talking behind his back right now?"

"Don't hit me with logic, you thug! I'm the only one allowed to pick apart what people say here! Shut up, you trash! Getting a knife shoved up your ass by a goblin is just about your speed, loser!"

"Whoa, she's seriously wasted."

"Yeah, no kidding."

Huh? I'm totally sober, thank you very much! Oh dear, looks like I picked up their filthy thug-speak. Bad Karina-chan!

Time to stop speaking monkey and use some nice, human words.

"By the way, what rank are you guys? Wait, don't tell me—G-rank! Nailed it, right? You just look weak."

"We're D-rank! Damn, this brat's got a mouth on her."

"Taming chicks like this is the real thrill, but there's a limit… Maybe choking her out will shut her up?"

Veins started popping up on the thugs' foreheads. Oh yeah, they're big mad. It totally worked.

So these guys who can't even make it to C-rank have the nerve to talk trash about Blade-senpai? Yeah they've definitely got personality issues.

"Hey. Let's teach this E-rank trash some respect for her seniors."

"Hell yeah, we're almost B-rank ourselves, after all!"

"Pfft, yeah right! If you guys are B-rank, then I'm S-rank! Weaklings, weaklings!"

"" WE'LL KILL YOU!!! ""

Aaaand here we go! As soon as they swung at me, I stored them away mid-punch—done!

Totally staged kidnapping and confinement. Best form of self-defense, really.

"Guess that's one round finished?"

I made my way through all the turf zones Wallet B told me about.

In the end, I only got about five silver coins total. Super lame haul…

Honestly, I'd make more money just chopping wood. No wonder no one else bothers with this.

Just saying.

More importantly… what do I do with all the guys I've stuffed into my storage space?

It's way over fifteen now, I can't just pretend I'm carrying them around in a backpack or something…

If they were cute girls, maybe I'd be a bit more excited, but why are they all dudes? Ugh. They're not even good for making usedscented socks.

They're just low-life muggers from alleyways, not actual wanted criminals or anything. And even if I wanted to sell them, where would I even go? The slave traders around here probably have connections too.

But like, saying "Okay then, I'll just kill them" doesn't sit right either.

I mean, it's not like they actually did anything that bad to me.

I don't really care enough to dig into their crimes and dish out tailored punishments. It's not my job to shake people and see what dirt falls out.

Ah! I've got a great idea. I'll just dump them all at the guard station.

But that'd be boring on its own—let's add a little scare first.

I'll threaten them like this:

"If you do bad things, a scary person from the gods will come and punish you terribly. So be good and turn yourselves in."

And then let the locals handle the rest.

Operation Codename: [SCARING BRATS]!

Less work for me, nobody has to die or get killed, and the local justice system gets the credit.

A win-win-win!

"In that case, that place will be perfect."

With that, I used teleportation.

My destination? The ruins of the Alchemy Kingdom, where the gods recently went berserk.

Nobody around to get hurt if I go overboard there.

… By the way, it took me so long to scare all those guys that I didn't manage to visit the vault-slave-chief that day. But let's keep that our little secret.