Courtesy

"Huuuahhhh...huh?"

Waking up, I grab a soft pillow. Squishing a few more times, I fell that a little nub on the pillow starts getting harder when I tweak it and flicking it occasionally makes the pillow moan.

As is the current trend, this "pillow" is Lyca. On my other side, the left side, is Loren. The blonde "pillow".

"Uuuu...aha-huh? Ohhh, it's just master...hwuaaahhhh, mornin'"

Lyca wakes up with all the pulling and squeezing and starts stretching like a cat on the bed. Seeing my morning wood, she smirks and goes under the blanket to take care of it.

"Ah-ah-ah. Not now Lyca, I'm not horny, I want to piss"

"Uuuu...fine then, go ahead"

She doesn't dare "humph" in front of me since last time she did that, she and Loren had to share a kiss with my meat in the middle. However, she is acting a bit sassy.

I rub her horns with my fingertips a bit before relieving myself in the bathroom.

I quickly run down the stairs whilst the girls are still tossing and turning in bed, finding the will to get up.

I make one of the simplest breakfasts you could make; a sandwich. To be specific, a meat sandwich, making three more for Lyca and Loren and an extra one in case I get hungry.

While I'm chowing down on the sandwich, I see Karl passing by and he really changed a lot. I have no idea what that Lyca has been feeding him, but he is now taller than me and is insanely muscular.

He was carrying a clipboard with the information about the growing times and harvest times of the moss he was caring for. I look at the extra sandwich and look back at him.

'I guess I should reward him for his work'

"Oy, Karl! Catch!"

"Huh? Woah!...sandwich? Thanks, big boss"

He takes a bite while continuing his journey to the greenhouse. I don't bother with him not bowing since he understand and I understand he has things to do; I'm not an unreasonable equipment owner, alright?

I start the day for real now by recalling my itinerary:

First, check up on my moss.

Second, check up on the working girls.

Third, visit Wor's cabin before midnight.

The third one is by far the most important of the day as it concerns the cost for operations for my major business.

So, I follow Karl to the greenhouse out back where it's fucking hot. Like, think middle of the desert at 12:00 p.m in Australia hot.

The roof, which is made of glass, is made in a way where it concentrates on some moss growing kits to make sure only some of them get sun.

The reason for this is because some moss need sun, some don't. The ones that need sun were found closer to Michael's metal tower like Blue Maloo while the Purple Octagon and farther moss don't like sun too much.

Nothing can compare to the Phoenix flames, but the sun is a great alternative. After checking on the moss, I have Karl accompany me to the cellars.

Unlocking the 5 bolts and locks, Karl pushes the metal door weighing almost 60 kilograms out of the way and reveals a sight that would anyone except us gasp in fright.

5 mana tanks, well, "demons", with many many tubes attached to basically every hole they have. The tube in their mouth is made for force feeding them high carbohydrate and high fiber animal feed.

Their..."excretions" are processed by smushing and mushing them until the mana seeps out. On earth, this won't happen, but in Calko where mana is basically carbon to earth, it's possible.

The "dirty mana" as we call it is mixed with high concentrated artificial mana water and then, that is used to water the moss. A simple process.

Satisfied, I check the girls and after I save one of them from a customer high on Michael's Fyr, I get on a horse and make my way to the cabin.

I arrive a few minutes later and judging by the position of the sun, it's maybe 3:00 p.m or somewhere around that time. Clocks have been invented, but watches are only for the ultra wealthy.

Damn rich people. No, specifically, damn rich people richer than me.

I knock on the door with the prearranged code: 2 short-spaced knocks, 3 wide-spaced knocks and then 1 heavy knock using the actual door knocker.

Wor hears this and lets me in to see The Blacksmith. Actually, it's them behind a changing screen. I guess budget is getting low, huh?

"Ahh, so you have come...Michael I believe?"

A deep, husky voice permeated throughout the room, one that made even I shudder. The silhouette is definitely that of a bulky man yet, I feel something off about them.

Their disposition is that of "Educated Scholar" and their mental state is "calm, thankful", but it's weird to think that this smart of a person would go into dirty business.

Adding to that, they have an intellect of nearly 80, just boasting about their smarts. I guess you do need to be educated to be good at evading the law for a while, huh?

"Customer Michael? Is there something about me that bothers you?"

"Oh, nothing...do you mind repeating the bit about the pricing?"

"Haaahhhh, fine. We will give a 10% discount on your orders for the next 5 months as a thank you gift. You also get first pick of the litter"

"That's some good deal you got there...is Wor going to stay here with me as a representative"

"Would I like her to? No, but she requested it herself so I have to let my subordinates have their own decisions sometimes, no?"

"!..."

Wor almost looks embarrassed and just barely holds herself back from stopping The Blacksmith from talking.

'Hmmm, I guess he is a joker type, huh? That's fun'

"So...would you like a sandwich?"

I take out my sandwich that I cut in half earlier down the middle. Truth be told, I only ate one side as I didn't feel too hungry at the time.

"Oooo~ don't mind if I do~"

"Wait! No-"

I hold the sandwich to the edge of the dressing screen and he reaches out to take it. Wor sees this and tries to stop it but it's too late..

A pair of slender, well taken care of finger reach out and grab the sandwich quickly. It's obviously now that those aren't a human trafficking ring lord's hands, let alone a buff, deep voiced one.

It's either this buff man loves his handcare or this is a woman. I'm betting on him not having a penis.

Wor sees my eyes change and breathes in a deep breath just to sigh it out. I guess I could understand her frustration.

'Well, I guess it isn't my business if The Blacksmith is a woman or not...'

"...your hands are very soft for someone of your size"

"Yaaa... are you calling me fat? Huh? Huh!?!"

From the husky voice came out a high pitched feminine voice that sounds like a beautiful girl getting angry at someone. I look over to Wor who is basically rubbing her temples to oblivion.

"Uhuh...but I can see your silhouette through the screen"

"Ya! Min-chul! You are going too far! Look! I'm not fat!"

Hearing my real name surprised me a lot until I saw who The Blacksmith really was...

"Ahhh it's you?"

"Yup yup! Not much to do as the CFO when your sister is a controlling bitch!"

Rosé's sister and the CFO of the Danlia Corporation, Poppy Danlia. Now this was a surprise, especially considering how airheaded she seemed.

"Huh...I guess I'll be collaborating with both sisters now, right?"

"Uuuu...don't put me in the same place as that workaholic!"

"You do know I'll be upping that 10% discount for 5 months to 15% for 6 months, right Wor?"

"Damn it!...yeah, I guess you will"

Wor is very loyal to The Blacksmith, or rather, Poppy Danlia and while she doesn't want to give me an extra discount, she knows that it's much better than me holding the information on who The Blacksmith is.

She knows what this is, I know what this is and maybe Poppy knows what this is.

This isn't extortion...consider it a professional courtesy.

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(A.N) yo! Another chapter for the readers a I hope you enjoyed this one! I recently got down in the umps with this story and kinda lost motivation, but I regained it recently so I'll be writing more!

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