"Three... three hundred million Mora... isn't that a bit outrageous?"
Kokomi stared at the three hundred million Mora written in the proposal, at a loss for words.
There was so much wrong with it that she did not even know where to begin.
"Huh? Outrageous? Why?"
To her surprise, Ellin looked at her in genuine confusion.
"Uh..."
Ellin's matter-of-fact attitude left Kokomi momentarily stunned.
She composed herself and explained to Ellin, "As a god, you may not be very familiar with prices in the mortal world..."
"I've done the calculations. Thirty million Mora's worth of supplies would be enough to sustain our Resistance Army on Watatsumi Island for three months, at most."
"Thirty million is already an enormous sum. They'll probably be wary of us, so even if they agree, they'll likely provide the funding in installments."
"If we ask for money, we'll at least have to tell them what we need to buy. One look at our procurement list, and they'll know we're demanding an absurd price."
"By then, never mind three hundred million-we probably won't even get three million."
Sangonomiya Kokomi explained earnestly to Ellin.
Yet after hearing her explanation, Ellin could not help bursting into laughter.
"You..."
"You're still too honest."
Ellin pulled over a chair and beckoned Kokomi to sit beside her.
"Kokomi, first, there's something you need to understand."
"The Fatui want to fund us because they need us to fight the Shogunate Army and throw Inazuma into chaos, so they can find opportunities to achieve their goals amid the turmoil."
"So right now, we're not the ones asking them for a favor. They're asking us!"
"The Fatui are despised by everyone in Inazuma now. They've already lost their chance to stir up trouble openly."
"If they want to achieve their goals, their only option