This sort of thing could only ever be a hobby, unlike daily necessities. Not everyone was bound to buy into it.
People who liked them might collect every single design, but those who did not might not buy even one.
She could not expect everyone to insist on collecting all thirteen division captains, could she?
That would have been no different from everyone giving her a ring.
"You really are no good, woman."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi once again looked at Yuko with contempt.
Yuko could not be bothered to snap back. She lowered her head to look at the chibi Komamura in her hand, then changed the subject. "By the way, what's the cost per unit for these things?"
Nemu Kurotsuchi lowered her head and flipped through the documents, then reported expressionlessly, "The cost of the branch material used for each figurine, paint, processing losses, and so on has been kept at around three hundred rings."
"Three hundred rings?" Yuko's eyes suddenly lit up.
That was cheaper than the low-quality tea leaves she bought! Was this not nearly a tenfold profit margin?
Noticing Yuko's reaction, Mayuri Kurotsuchi said, "Well, they're just some useless little trinkets, after all."
Yuko could not help sighing. "What a lucrative business."
Now she understood why it was so easy to make money off shut-in nerds. It really was easy.
The cost of goods of this quality was actually this low.
Of course, that was only the cost of materials and losses. Once everyone else's shares were factored in, it would not be quite so—
While Yuko was still mulling it over, Nemu Kurotsuchi suddenly added another point.
"However." Without the slightest fluctuation in her tone, Nemu Kurotsuchi said, "Once the packaging box is included, the cost comes to roughly seven hundred rings."
"Huh?" Yuko's smile froze