In the past, Mahina wore discarded old clothes in the village, mending them so they could last for several years. Even after moving to the workshop, Mahina only picked the most inexpensive clothes to buy, as long as they were durable. If it weren’t for Lorevil, Mahina would never have come here to buy clothes. Facing a rack full of beautiful garments, Mahina felt a bit overwhelmed.
“Do you have any of the latest styles?”
Lorevil knew Mahina would act this way, so she didn’t count on her. She turned to the shopkeeper instead. The shopkeeper went to several shelves to search. There were academy-style shirts, high-waisted miniskirts, black and white ultra-thin stockings…
“This is the special style you asked me for last month,” the shopkeeper said.
‘Why is this the original owner’s fault again? She was always researching these kinds of outfit combinations for girls.’
“Give me two sets, one in black and one in white. Pack them up for me,” Lorevil coughed and whispered to the shopkeeper. “Aside from those, do you have anything normal? I need styles suitable for daily work that look decent.”
Lorevil added this with a straight face. This time, the shopkeeper found several more common outfits: a light blue cotton-linen dress, an off-white slim jacket, a light gray shirt, and a khaki skirt. There were six sets in total, which she brought over to Mahina.
“Go to the dressing room and put them on. I want to see if they fit,” Lorevil pointed to the dressing room opposite them and urged.
Mahina glanced at Lorevil and shuffled two steps toward the dressing room.
“Go in and try them.”
Only then did Mahina obediently walk inside, clutching the clothes. The dressing room door closed.
“What? Weren’t you always chasing that ice beauty from the academy? Did you already find a replacement? This young lady seems like a completely different type compared to Catherine,” the shopkeeper teased, poking Lorevil’s shoulder with her slender, pale fingers.
“I’m done chasing her,” Lorevil said, changing the subject to avoid discussing Catherine. “How much for these clothes?”
“Are you referring to the two school-style sets I just packed, or these work outfits?” the shopkeeper asked.
“Everything,” Lorevil said succinctly.
“I see.” The shopkeeper calculated for a moment before giving a number. “The previous two sets are 2,000, and these six sets are approximately 6,500. It comes to a total of 8,500 Blood Crystal Coins.”
“I’ll take them all.”
With a grand wave of her hand, Lorevil unhesitatingly pulled a coin pouch inlaid with red crystals from her storage bag. She opened it and poured out a pile of circular coins glowing with a faint red light. Blood Crystal Coins were the currency used here.
She had to admit, the feeling of being wealthy was wonderful. The conversion rate was similar to what she knew before she traveled to this world; only the name was different. Mahina’s monthly salary was around 3,000 Blood Crystal Coins, and Lorevil had just spent three months of her wages in one go.
The original owner came from a Vampire noble family with a deep fortune. The Blood Crystal Coins in her storage bag were more than enough to support such expenses, so she didn’t have to worry about money. This saved her a lot of trouble.
Just then, the dressing room door opened, and Mahina walked out wearing the light blue dress. The dress showcased the vitality a young girl should have. Mahina’s delicate face held a hint of shyness, and the small black lace shoes on her feet added a touch of cuteness.
“You look beautiful…” Lorevil praised sincerely.
“You don’t like it?” Lorevil asked, seeing Mahina’s fidgeting.
“Is it too expensive?” Mahina shook her head.
“Price is not an issue.” Lorevil shook her head solemnly, as if she had never been interested in money. “As long as you like it.” Lorevil smiled.
“Next, we need to buy under—”
Mahina’s face instantly turned bright red. She hurried to Lorevil’s side, lightly covering Lorevil’s mouth and shaking her head. Lorevil felt a bit disappointed. ‘I thought we were like sisters; I can’t even teach her about fashion coordination.’
“Then try those few pieces on as well.”
Perhaps Lorevil’s earlier comment had startled her, because Mahina quickly changed through several more outfits.
“Not bad.”
“Very good, very good.”
“Exquisite.”
“…”
“Alright, this off-white jacket matches the skirt perfectly. You can wear it when it gets a bit chilly in the mornings or evenings, and it’s convenient for work. No need to try the rest. Pack them all up; you can change into them slowly once we get back.”
Seeing that Mahina was a bit tired, Lorevil stopped. If they kept going like this, Lorevil estimated she would end up buying out the entire shop.
“I don’t need this many…” Mahina said quickly, feeling uneasy.
She had worked in the workshop for a month, and her salary was less than 2,000 Blood Crystal Coins. These clothes were enough to cost her nearly three months of hard work. She really couldn’t bear to let Lorevil spend so much money on her.
“Then these, and these, plus this one.” Lorevil was about to pay again.
“No need, no need. These three items will be a gift for Lady Lorevil and this beautiful young lady,” the shopkeeper said perceptively, knowing how to handle her business well.
“Be good. You deserve these,” Lorevil said, giving a thumbs up.
Seeing the serious look in Lorevil’s eyes, Mahina could no longer refuse and could only nod obediently. The shopkeeper nimbly folded all the clothes and packed them into two exquisite paper bags. One was for work, and the other was for daily wear.
“Lady Lorevil, and you, beautiful young lady, here you go! I will notify you the next time we have new styles.”
“Thank you.”
Lorevil took one paper bag and handed the lighter one to Mahina. “Let’s go. We’re heading back.”
Mahina hugged the heavy paper bag with satisfaction. In Mahina’s limited life experience, the warmth Lorevil provided was not just the clothes in the bag, but also her words, her companionship, and her care. Just as Lorevil had said, the world had suddenly become bright, and everything felt somewhat surreal.
The small carriage cabin, Lorevil beside her, and the bustling noise outside collectively formed the small world in Mahina’s eyes. The paper bag in her arms was a treasure she cherished immensely.
Sitting in the carriage, Lorevil reflected on their outing for the interview and the shopping trip, realizing just how wealthy she was. If she were just an ordinary noble in Holy Blood City, she would only be considered middle class. Maintaining a middle-class lifestyle was quite an achievement, as noble social gatherings consumed Blood Crystal Coins every day. The expenditures were staggering, and one wrong move could lead to a deficit.
Her income was higher than her expenses because Vampire nobles also controlled various financial chains. For example, the Twilight Clothing Store managed by Madam Sharon was a physical business, and Lady Audrey’s cafe managed cross-city trade routes.
The reason Lorevil’s family stood firm was because they controlled a complete financial chain and most of the Blood Crystal mines outside the city. Their wealth accumulation had long since exceeded the imagination of ordinary nobles; they were an old-money family of Holy Blood City. They even controlled a portion of the handicraft taxes from some human towns.
But even as a member of such a top-tier Vampire noble family, during her six months of contact with Mahina, the original owner had never lent a hand, even when she saw Mahina couldn’t afford good clothes. She hadn’t even bought her a single outfit.
In her memory, Lorevil only gave verbal comfort and a tiny bit of living expenses—less than 1,000 Blood Crystal Coins. Even when she went to visit Mahina, the dining expenses had to be handled by Mahina. Most of her monthly allowance was spent on her one-sided pursuit of Catherine, and when she ran out, she would ask her fiancée, Noxia, for more.
She was simply a scumbag.
A total jerk. She had the shell, but no soul. Her past actions made the current Lorevil feel sick.
‘Pah, what a scumbag.’
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