“Only trust me.”

“Only love me.”

“Live just for me.”

“You etched those words deep into my bones.”

“…….”

“My luck is you, so I’ll try my best to live as you said. Then I might continue to be happy even in a life I thought was unlucky.”

In the midst of this, Gibnen recalled something Arpeggio had said.

She had said something about living in hell, pretending to be heaven.

“If I were.”

“…….”

“A devil who might kill you? If everything I’ve given you wasn’t for you but for me? Would you still live as I say?”

“…….”

“Looking only at me, relying only on me, loving only me, like that.”

“Yes.”

“Even if I don’t look at you, forsake you, or love you?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

This time Riley tilted her head.

“You told me to live that way.”

“…….”

“It doesn’t matter to me who you are. I’ll do my best to live as you said, and I don’t care if you don’t reward me. I’ve never even thought of the premise of being loved by you.”

“…….”

“After all, our relationship will be business from start to finish, won’t it?”

With that nonchalant remark, Gibnen put down the knife he was holding.

He smiled, somehow looking drained.

“You’re not wrong.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t cross the line. I won’t ask for anything, I’ll just live by receiving only what you give.”

Gibnen said nothing.

Riley continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

‘It’s only right to praise.’

A clean business relationship, without mixing unnecessary personal feelings, coexisting for mutual benefit, even a cooperative attitude. There was not a single part that was offputting. Rather, it should have been pleasing. The relationship he had been aiming for.

Easy to handle, and not messy. Even though she had the best mindset for maintaining such a relationship,

‘Why is it annoying?’

Her words did not sit well with him.

Even though there was not a single wrong word, it was so.

He didn’t want to know why, and so Gibnen focused solely on calmly suppressing the faint displeasure that had arisen.

(This is a time divider.)

In Lulat, like a developed tourist resort, there was a truly massive scale of shopping streets.

Due to the development of trade, merchants from all continents gathered, making it easy to encounter bizarre items. In particular, magical tools said to have come from the eastern countries were full of strange shapes and uses.
She bought a metal kettle that would brew the desired tea with just water, a ring adorned with jewels that changed color with the light, and a music box that played music on its own, but the shopping was not over.

“Six sets in total? I’ll send all the clothes and shoes you’ve bought home. Will you pay now?”

“Pay now.”

Six sets of clothes and several pairs of shoes bought from the most famous designer shop on Lurat’s shopping street were delivered straight to the Lianster mansion.

“This is a design that young ladies prefer these days. Ah, this is good for couples to wear, too.”

Earrings, rings, and necklaces were also paid for on the spot. They too were delivered directly to the Lianster mansion.

Having spent a fortune on luxury goods in just one hour, he still seemed unsatisfied.

“Need more?”

“It’s fine, really fine. It’s enough.”

No one in this world would be unsatisfied with the onesided barrage of gifts.

However, to satisfy him, there would probably be no end, so Riley cut it off sharply. For Riley, who had always been far from luxury, the things purchased now were burdensome enough.

The excessive amount of gifts was sufficient.

After shopping, they headed for the beach.

There were many people on the beach who had come on vacation. Families, lovers, and friends who had come to play swam in the water or enjoyed tea parties on the beach, and children spent time playing in the water, playing ball, or playing in the sand.

Riley spent time with Gibnen, dipping their feet in the seawater and strolling along the beach.

The first touch of the sea was very fresh. It was fun to throw bread crumbs to the seagulls, and it was fun to pick up pretty shells. They spent time frantically, fully enjoying the things they saw and experienced for the first time.

It was a very peaceful time.

However, this peace was broken when they entered a cafe near the beach to have a drink.

Gibnen, sipping his drink as if nothing was wrong, squinted his eyes.

“What’s wrong? Doesn’t it taste good?”

“It’s not that it doesn’t taste.”

“?”

“It tastes like someone’s played a prank.”

“……Isn’t that just that it doesn’t taste good?”

As Riley put the straw to her mouth, Gibnen quickly snatched her drink away.

“Don’t eat it.”

“?”

“It’ll make you sick. It tastes weird.”

“Is it spoiled? Then we should talk to the store owner…….”

“It’s fine, let’s go.”

Gibnen dragged Riley out.

Even if they were filthy rich, shouldn’t they get a refund if they served strange food?

Anyway, how bad did it taste to make such a face?

“It’s best to only eat at the hotel. Don’t eat outside food.”

“……Is it that bad? Was it that tasteless?”

“Yeah, so don’t casually put unverified food in your mouth. Don’t go out alone either.”