"Not interested. Give me the money!"
"..."
Audi Shopping Center.
Firefly looked anxiously at Yan Huan, who had transformed again, this time into another beautiful woman with black hair and long legs.
"Is this... really okay? You took so much from him."
The Sodalu was one thing, but the Stonewall Falcon had a serial number, and the Credits could be traced too.
Whether he used them in a dream or in reality, staying alive long enough to spend them might be a problem.
"It's fine."
Yan Huan beamed.
"It's just money laundering. I have a friend who's great at that."
"And as for the Stonewall Falcon, I can drive it discreetly on another planet. I could even sell it!"
The wanted notice now featured yet another of Yan Huan's alternate appearances.
He couldn't have cared less.
When ordinary people changed their appearance in a dream, they left a record because they relied on functions The Family had built into it.
Yan Huan didn't need those.
"This is the place."
After a few twists and turns, Firefly brought Yan Huan to a restaurant. Her job as his guide was still going.
"Have you heard the saying that, in a dream, hunger is the most precious seasoning?"
"They have most of Penacony's specialties here. Clockwork Pizza, Oak Cake Rolls, clover salad... and classic Sodalu!"
Firefly turned to Yan Huan with a smile.
"Um... pick whatever you like. It's my treat."
"No need."
Yan Huan walked straight into the restaurant with his hands in his pockets, tossed a wad of blue bills onto the counter, and declared:
"Boss, give me one of everything on the menu!"
"Huh?" Firefly followed him in, staring blankly.
"That's... that's too much. How could we finish one of everything? Besides, I said I'd treat you."
"We're