I entered the meeting room.

No matter how you look at it, this place is comfortable.

It is a high-class relaxing space.

I write the agenda in chalk on the blackboard hanging on the wall.

“Those who want to participate in the New Student’s Welcome Dance Party”

Makoto Kimball

Elmer Clayton

Curtis Browright

Elsa Grigny

Melissa Andrea

Marilyn

“My name’s Marilyn Gogol.”

“Thank you, Marilyn”

Marylin Gogol

I look around at the people in the assembly room.

“What about Cattleya-san and Koishi-chan?” I asked.

“I don’t think they’ll participate.”

Also, Corinna-chan isn’t there either.

Please let us know if you would like to participate later.

Well, I guess she’ll say she can’t buy a dress because she doesn’t have money.

The door opened with a bang, and Hilda-san, Cattleya-san, Koishi-chan, and Shirley-san entered.

“Good evening, everyone,” Hilda said.

“Hello, Hilda-san, what are you guys carrying?”

“It’s fabric samples made by House Mahler,” Hilda said.

The four people following behind put down rolls of cloth on the table.

Wow, the colors are so beautiful like a flood of art.

“The Mahler territory has spinning as its specialty, and there are many seamstresses in the territory,” Hilda said. “I can provide dresses for about half the price you’d pay to have one made in the royal capital.”

“Ohhhhh.”

Like little girls, we jumped on the fabric.

“Maa, it’s a beautiful, smooth fabric.”

“I like the color, wow, it’s so yellow”

“It’s a deep navy blue, how do you find it, Curtis-sama?”

“Oh, it might be good.”

Wow, this dark red color looks good on Carol.

Carol smiled a little sadly as she put the cloth on her shoulder.

She must have given up from the beginning, thinking that a dance party meant to deepen friendships with men would be meaningless.

There is no such thing.

Someday, somehow, I’ll bring Carol to a dance party

“It’s as good as ordering a dress,” Carol said.

“Yeah, it might be good if you just have one made,” I said.

When I imagined Carol in a beautiful dark red dress, my tension rose.

“It’s good that it’s cheap if you make it in the Mahler territory, but it takes time, doesn’t it?” I said.

“That’s right, it takes two weeks to come and go, and one week to produce, so I’d like to ask you to order early,” Hilda said.

“Three weeks, or rather the welcome dance party is in a month, so they can make it in time if we order now, by the way, how much is the rough estimate?” I asked.

“It depends on the grade of fabric and sewing,” Hilda said. “Also, depending on your status, if you make something too gorgeous, you’ll get a bad reputation.”

Aah, if a baron’s daughter wears a ridiculously expensive dress, she’ll be mocked for being impertinent.

“A baron’s daughter’s dress is around 200,000 dolancs,” Hilda said. “300,000 for a viscount’s daughter’s dress, and 500,000 for a count’s daughter’s dress.”

“That’s cheap, isn’t it?” Elsa said.

It’s ridiculously expensive for ordinary people, Elsa-san.

Nobles live too lavish lifestyles.

200,000, or 400,000 if you have it made in the royal capital.

Otoo-sama and Okaa-sama also need formal clothes and dresses for the Saint’s Faction’s launch party.

I’m always indebted to them, so I’d like to somehow give them a present.

“It’s amazing, Hilda-sama, you can make two dresses for the same price,” Melissa said.

“My imagination is going wild,” Marilyn said.

Come on, Melissa-san and Marilyn, don’t burden your family.

Or rather, it’s fine because they both have a lot of dresses.

Hmm, I can make as many dresses as I want if I can plunder the Temple’s budget for the Saint, but I don’t want to waste the money of the believers.

Money, I want money.

Shall we go to the slums and hunt bounties with Dulcie?

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However, it’s difficult to make the cost of the dress through bounty hunting.

If I get one for Otoo-sama, Okaa-sama, Onii-sama, and me, that’s 800,000 dolancs.

Gununu, I have 250,000 Dwango bounty money, 130,000 remaining part-time job wages, and 20,000 remaining pocket money.

About 400,000 is not enough, or rather, I can’t afford to completely empty my wallet for the cost of the clothes.

Corinna-chan opened the door and came in.

“Oh, what is this?” Corinna asked.

“They’re from Hilda-senpai’s territory, dresses can be made for half the price there, too,” I said.

“Huh, how nice, how much?” Corinna asked.

“200,000 for a baron’s daughter’s dress,” Hilda said.

“… I see, it’s impossible,” Corinna said.

“Can’t I pay for you as your yoroshi, Corinna?”

“I don’t need it, I’m troubled by overindulgent yoroshi, Carol,” Corinna said.

Hilda-san smiled and snuggled up to Corinna-chan.

“In the Mahler territory, we intend to focus on the production of dresses from now on, so Corinna-sama, if you would be willing to manage the trade ledger and accounting for about a month, I would give you a dress as a bonus, it’ll be a good benefit for us, too.”

“Gununu, in exchange for labor?” Corinna said.

“Corinna-sama, you also need at least one dress for your school life, I think it’s a good deal,” Hilda said.

Uwaa, as expected of a Venomous Spider-san, sells favors as if to entangle the recipient

Carol puffed up.

The competition for Corinna-chan is intensifying.

“Hilda-senpai, I will order one dress each for Elsa, Koishi, and Cattleya,” Curtis said.

“Yes, thank you, Shirley, take the measurements,” Shirley said.

“Yes, Ojou-sama,” Shirley said.

Curtis-onii-chan makes a bold purchase.

Koishi-chan and Cattleya-san were in a panic.

“It’s fine, myon, fine, myon,” Koishi said, “I have a dress that was made last year, Curtis-sama.”

“I-I have one from the year before last, so this is just excessive,” Cattleya said.

“Nonsense, can I have you dress like disgraced concubines?” Curtis asked. “You should just shut up and take it.”

“Hawawa, I’m happy, myon, thank you, myon.”

“Thank you, Curtis-sama,” Cattleya said.

Hilda-senpai is kind of overjoyed.

But the Margrave’s son does have money while I don’t, damn it.

I have to make some money too.

“Makoto…I…want to order a dress for you…” Elmer said.

“Just take my gratitude, give it to Priscilla-sama instead,” I said.

“I… see.”

I’m sorry, Elmer, I can’t get a dress from someone with a fiancée.

Don’t be depressed.