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The musician shifts his gaze from the single gold coin in his hand to the pile of silver and copper coins with Araeli and frowns worriedly.
— Lin, does it mean that we ended up taking all the gold for ourselves? That doesn't seem right. — the elf smiles slyly. — Let's do this: in honor of Araeli joining the group, we'll ceremoniously give the gold to her this time! And among ourselves, we'll split the silver and copper.
- Perhaps you're right... Alright, from now on, you'll be my manager and you can distribute the money from our joint concerts yourself.