"Oh, but Brother! One Credit Point can be exchanged for thirty Gold Coins! Thirty Gold Coins! One hundred Credit Points means three thousand!! Even after subtracting the one thousand Gold Coins needed to exchange for the Credit Points, that still leaves two thousand! Even if we dropped out now, that money would be enough for us to live on for the rest of our lives!"
Though she knew she was in the wrong, the brown-haired Girl still argued somewhat excitedly. To make herself more convincing, she raised her little hands and vigorously gestured as if indicating a huge pile of Gold Coins.
"Besides, the senior said that even in the trading district, Credit Points are exchanged for Gold Coins at the same rate, so..."
Looking at his sister's eyes, which seemed almost ready to shine with golden light, Olbins sighed helplessly.
A little analysis would make it clear that one Credit Point was worth far more than thirty Gold Coins. Otherwise, why would the senior responsible for receiving new students be so enthusiastic about the trade?
"Take out your Identity Plate. Let's exchange Identity Marks. Then give me one thousand Gold Coins. Once I've exchanged them for Credit Points, I'll transfer fifty Credit Points to you.
"Otherwise, having no Credit Points at all will probably make life inconvenient from here on out."
Having guessed his sister's choice, Olbins had not agreed to exchange Credit Points for Gold Coins earlier.
After observing things, he was certain that the senior responsible for receiving them would not make things difficult for him just because he chose not to trade.
"Got it!"
Hillyl nodded hurriedly.
Although she was the elder sister, whenever they were outside, her authority as an older sister was always unknowingly suppressed by her brother's presence.
"We meet again, you two!"