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After taking a sip of Bloody Mary, Moyin spoke to Jill.
"Oh... they are just some insignificant things that have nothing to do with you as a guest."
Jill rejected Moyin's approach.
"But you just served me the wrong drink. I think as compensation I have the right to know why I distracted you and prevented you from providing me with quality service. This is not an excessive request, right?"
"Okay... okay, I don't want to make you feel bad, but if you insist on listening..."
"I need to pay rent on the 30th, which is always stressful, and I realised I talked to myself for an hour yesterday, not to mention the harsh reality two days ago when I found out the pub was at risk of closing."
"Not only are my affairs in tatters, my environment is also likely to change, and on top of that, Fore's neutering has used up all my remaining money, and if I fall behind on my rent one more time, I'll be evicted."
Jill poured out all her troubles like a stream of beans from a bamboo tube... After all, it was this guest who asked to be listened to.
"Well, I concluded that both you and this store are short of money, right?"
Moyin smiled.
"Yeah, laughing at me and this shop I love won't make you feel any better. Instead, would you like something to drink?"
Jill signaled with her eyes at the empty wine glass next to Moyin's hand.
"Well, have a Long Island Iced Tea, and don't be so hostile. I don't mean to laugh at you. I'm just confirming your troubles. I think this should be enough to express my sincerity."
Moyin took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and pushed it in front of Jill.
"?I do not understand."
Jill took a look at the banknotes and felt a little confused.
"Tip, tip. I remember there is a rule of tipping in places like this."
Moyin picked up the beer and took a sip.
"Yes, I do, but I don't think I've been able to provide you with satisfactory service, and this is too much."
It’s not like she had never received tips before, but this was the first time she had seen someone give tips in bulk, especially the largest denomination.
This thickness is probably more exaggerated than a month's turnover... To be honest, she has never seen so much money.
There is no such thing as a free lunch... After giving so much money, who knows what unreasonable requests the guest might make, so Jill had no intention of accepting the tip. Although she was short of money, she was a person with principles and bottom line.
"Well, now I'm giving you this opportunity, right? A cup of Long Island Iced Tea. Keeping me waiting for a long time is not the quality of a good bartender."
Moyin said casually.
"…………Sorry, I'll be right there."
Seeing that Moyin didn't make any excessive demands, Jill concentrated on making a glass of Long Island Iced Tea and placed it in front of Moyin.
Moyin bit the straw and took a sip.
"tasty."
"Thank you for the compliment. Now let's get back to the question. This."
Jill pointed to the banknotes.
"What? Is something wrong?"
Moyin drank Long Island iced tea leisurely. Apart from the dolls in his own family, he hadn't seen anyone so greedy for money for a long time. A normal person should have happily accepted the expense at this time.
"I can't just take the money while the customer is irrational. This is a serious fraud."
"Do you think I'll lose my mind after a few sips of beer and a Bloody Mary? Maybe you should use your eyes to confirm whether I'm drunk or not. You can even give me a few math problems to test me."
Moyin said with amusement.
"Forehead...."
Jill looked at Moyin carefully.
Hmm... He's pretty good-looking, a little handsome, and he should be in the top three among the men I've met... No, no, what I should be looking at is not his appearance, but whether he is drunk.
As a bartender, Jill was naturally accustomed to seeing all kinds of guests, and no one was more familiar with whether a person was drunk than her.
Judging from her experience over the years, she concluded that Moyin was now sober, but would a sober person give so much money as a tip? ? ?
"You seem to have reached very contradictory conclusions."
Moyin spoke while drinking a Long Island iced tea.
"Yeah, it's hard to imagine a sober person giving such a large tip. If I were in one of those luxurious luxury hotels... No, even there, few people would give such a large tip, right?"
Jill expressed her inner doubts.
"In my opinion, your troubles are caused by lack of money, and I just don't need this money, so I gave it to you. This money is really not much for me... Money is just a number that changes to me, but it is meaningless because it will never return to zero."
"On the other hand, I seldom go out, and I happened to see your sign, walked in and sat here, which means that I have a connection with you."
Moyin shrugged and took the snack plate in front of him that contained potato chips and the like.
"...Maybe I should serve you a fruit plate, but unfortunately I don't have any fresh fruit here. I'm so sorry."
“Isn’t there a lemon?”
Moyin jokingly pointed to the lemon slice in the Bloody Mary.
"Ha... You are such a strange person. Do you want me to give you a lemon slice as a present?"
Jill sighed.
"I don't want to eat something so sour anyway. Just add a few more lemon slices to my drink."
"So what would you like to drink?"
Jill asked. She found that she didn't dislike this customer and it was easy for her to chat with Moyin...
"I don't know much about wine. Maybe you can help me mix a drink that's suitable for me. I don't like bitter and spicy tastes."
Moyin shrugged. Although he would occasionally go drinking with Shiliu Ge and A-91, he didn't know much about wine. His tone was pretentious, so he might as well leave the matter to the bartender in front of him.
"Got it…how about a comforting drink?"
"as you like."
Soon, a cup of pink liquid was pushed over.
Moyin took a sip and felt that it was similar to juice, which was quite good.
"good."
"This is called moonblast, please enjoy it slowly."
Jill introduced.
A fragrant breeze blew by, and a cute girl with short pink hair sat next to him. Judging from her delicate and cute appearance, she was not even 13 years old.
The knuckles on her hands indicate that she is not human, but an automaton called a Lilim.
Unlike the humanoids whose appearance is exactly the same as that of humans, their identities are obvious from their appearance.
Moyin also knew who she was... Dorothy... Her occupation was... a sex worker, but she was very cute. I remember she was a special doll in Girls' Frontline. This trip was really rewarding.
"Hey, baby, give me a Sunshine Cloud!"
Dorothy asked Jill intimately.
"Okay, come right away."
Jill nodded and began to mix the wine.
"Don't worry, she is an adult... We do not sell alcohol to minors. I admit, her appearance is deceptive, but she is an adult."
As if she noticed Moyin's gaze on Dorothy, Jill made a statement.
"Hey~ Hey~ Are you interested in me? I can provide you with some pleasant services~ Here is the price list?"
Dorothy smiled and pushed over a card with a price list of various explicit services.
"If you treat me to a meal or book a room, I can give you a discount. I haven't received any guests today."
Dorothy approached Moyin enthusiastically, with a hint of seductiveness in her eyes.
"Oh, is that so? Then, how much do you cost?"
Moyin picked up the Long Island iced tea and took a sip, then asked with a smile.
"Only fifteen thousand a night, dear. I think it's worth the price. I will bring you the beauty that you can't experience from humans."
"I mean to buy it permanently."
"Oh, this is really hard to price. You actually want to use the bus for personal use or something."
Dorothy held her chin in her hand and began to think adorably.
"We usually answer this question with a sincere heart, but in reality, not many people will really place their emotions on DFC-72."
"Besides, this is your first time meeting me, right? Although you look very much like me, you don't know me. If you want to have a relationship with me, then you can start from today and see if we are suitable for each other. But I won't do anything shameful with you, okay?"
"I'll give you 10 million. How about this price?"
"Ahaha, this joke is funny, but how can you spend so much money to buy a sex worker? This amount would be enough to support us for more than 300 years even if we were to hire her every day. Not to mention that we haven't even taken into account the discount."
Dorothy laughed out loud, holding her belly, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"How about this as a deposit?"
Moyin took out a gold bar from the system space and handed it to Dorothy.
"!?!real?"
"Of course. Well, I think you're cute."
"I'm yours from now on, darling!" The pink-haired loli sat in his arms and kissed him hard on the cheek.
There is no other way. Moyin pays too much. Even if she has overnight business every day, she will have to do it continuously for three hundred years. And that is assuming there is business every day.
It would be nice to find a good home, not to mention that Moyin's appearance is also very much to his liking.
"You don't have to switch to work mode to please me. I want you to treat me as a friend, Dorothy."
"Oh, it looks like today is my lucky day. Should we have the wedding tomorrow?"
Dorothy happily sat back at the bar and asked mischievously.
"As for the wedding, I think it's not possible. I have a bunch of... well, children at home who I have a very close relationship with. If I marry any of them, it will cause a huge disaster."