An Acquaintance Arrives

"I don't think that'll be necessary. There's no need to waive the meal cost either. I'm just a poor student to begin with, and this isn't somewhere I can afford to eat often." Gin lowered his head slightly and spoke with great sincerity.

Fengjin looked utterly confused. He had not even said what it was yet—how had Gin already refused?

"I don't know much about you, Boss Fengjin, but I can't possibly submit to your perverted tastes. I may be poor, but I'm not as weak as you think. Even if you try to buy me off with meal money, I won't give in!"

Gin still did not raise his head. Both hands clutched tightly at the hem of his clothes, his entire body trembling faintly, as though he had made a tremendous decision before...