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“What’s so special about it?” the Barbarian asked her neighbor with curiosity. “You give a kiss, and in return, you get an interesting book… or some beautiful clothes. Or even some kind of magical creature, a combat golem…”
— What’s so bad about that? — Vari’s answer clearly surprised her. — Well, I don’t know, it’s just… it’s almost the same as those girls who date older men in exchange for money and gifts.
Varya looked intently at Yukki's face to gauge whether she was joking or not. Realizing that she wasn't, the refitter blushed deeply.
"Ugh... I didn't know that... We don't do that at all!"
She pondered the information for a while.
"Well, that's quite a comparison... The Empress in the question is like a second mother to you, not just some guy."
Vare had to kiss the priest's hand regularly after the service, but this time she had to mentally agree that the shoes were a bit too much. When answering the test, she didn't think about it because, well, obedience is obedience. -- You're probably right...
– And besides, would a normal empress demand something like that from her subjects? It's surprising that she wasn't impaled on a pitchfork for that. Although, again, this is a fictional situation, so it's unlikely that something like that could happen in reality.
— Ah, I see, so you still have nobles there, right? I'm from Victorica; I've lived there my whole life, but my parents and colleagues at work really wanted me to attend a prestigious educational institution, so they sent me here.