"Kobeni, how are you feeling?"
Fresh from her bath, Himeno smelled clean and fragrant.
She wore a mask as she entered the infirmary to check on Kobeni.
"Much better, but why do my clothes stink?"
"We rode back in a pig truck, so we all ended up stinking."
Just then, the door opened.
Arai and Power walked in.
Power had no interest in Kobeni's condition. She had come looking for some amusement instead.
"Kobeni, I told you to let me drive your car for a few days, but you wouldn't listen. Look at you now-your car's gone."
At the mention of her car, Kobeni's lips twitched.
She had wanted to get it repaired, only for the car to malfunction and take her straight up a mountain road.
In the end, her car was wrecked, and she had nearly died.
"Power, stop rubbing it in. Kobeni's suffered enough already." Arai spoke up for her, then added reassuringly, "Kobeni, I've already told Makima. She'll have someone tow your car back, and Meng Fan said he'd cover the repairs."
"I never realized Meng Fan was so rich. Power, do you know how he made his money?"
"I picked up all Meng Fan's money for him. In return, he gave me ten new breast pads and a pile of useless clothes."
"Picked up money?" Himeno asked, puzzled. Surely finding money couldn't make someone rich overnight.
He had not only booked out a café for an entire month.
He had also paid triple the fare on the way back.
Taxi fares in the Island Nation were outrageously expensive, after all.
And now he was paying for Kobeni's car repairs too.
All of that had to cost at least a million yen.
"How much money did you pick up for Meng Fan?"
"I can't tell how