"Haha, 'Where have you been making your fortune?' Wenwu, you really do have a unique way of greeting people."
Motoyasu Kitamura laughed heartily, rubbed his nose, and answered casually, "As for me, I've been grinding monsters and leveling up in all sorts of ruins and dungeons lately. As for how much money I've made... ahem, I'm not really sure. After covering my usual expenses, I spent whatever I had left on gifts for the pretty girls in my party."
"Motoyasu... you really haven't forgotten your roots."
Chuan Wenwu felt a bead of sweat forming, unsure how he should even look at this walking sex machine.
The guy had been stabbed into another world precisely because he had mishandled his "personal relationships," yet after coming here, he hadn't reined himself in at all.
Still, that was a matter of his private conduct. At least he had surprisingly normal morals in certain respects and wouldn't force unwilling girls to become his girlfriends...
"I'm nothing like this lazy bum. I've been active in the Southeastern Mountains, specifically hunting powerful monsters that might threaten people's lives and keeping the inhabitants of those remote villages safe. From the monsters I kill, I only take the parts that make meaningful trophies. I give the rest to my traveling companions or other adventurers. If I run into bandits foolish enough to cross me, I teach them a harsh lesson before handing them over to the town guards." Ren Amaki rested both arms on the table, looking rather aloof as he recounted his achievements.
"Oh, so you've been upholding justice and ridding the people of threats," Chuan Wenwu said with a nod.
"Exactly!" Ren Amaki nodded emphatically, though he maintained his aloof demeanor.
"What about you, Itsuki?"
Chuan Wenwu turned his gaze toward Itsuki Kawasumi, who had been