Things seemed to be getting more and more interesting.
Samael glanced at the abyssal darkness outside the window, his eyes flickering. He turned to the three new employees kneeling neatly before him, and a warm smile blossomed across his face.
"Do you want it?"
His low, magnetic whisper echoed beside their ears, pouring an indescribable temptation into their minds.
Gulp—
The three raised their heads and stared fixedly at the thick stack of "Yukichi Fukuzawa" bills swaying in their boss's hand, swallowing in unison.
Each Yukichi Fukuzawa bill was worth ten thousand yen.
Judging from the thickness of the stack in his hand, there had to be at least a hundred or so.
For three Heroic Spirits so down-and-out that they had resorted to roadside extortion, the impact of real cash was unparalleled.
Their dream of getting rich overnight seemed to be right before their eyes.
But as the corners of their eyes caught the pitch-black, icy night beyond the window, the last scraps of their nearly evaporated reason quickly cooled down, and all three shook their heads.
Afraid that their hesitation might anger their new boss, who now held the power of life and death over them, Calamity Jane hurriedly explained.
"It's too dangerous to go out at night. Even those Shogunate lapdogs can't guarantee they'll stay sane under prolonged corruption."
At the end, the quick-witted cowgirl looked at the darkness lingering beyond the door. After hesitating for a moment, a cryptic expression appeared on her face.
"You may not know this, but the current Seven Riders have been replaced before..."
"Oh?"
Samael casually raised an eyebrow, pulled two bills from the stack of Yukichi Fukuzawas, placed them in Calamity Jane's hand, and encouraged her with a smiling gaze.
"Go on..."
A qualified boss not only had to know