Sellen's little stall.
Messmer stood before the counter, his eyes fixed on the latest Melina Doll.
Limited edition, handcrafted, enthusiastically recommended by members of the Melina Club!
Price: 124,000 Runes.
Messmer took out his money pouch and counted.
Ninety thousand...
Not enough.
He counted again.
Still ninety thousand... clearly, the money in his pouch would not bend to his will.
Messmer began thinking of brothers he could borrow money from... oof, it seemed they had all been squeezed dry.
Mohg was so poor he was nearly selling his blood. Lately, he had even gone so mad as to consider dressing as a woman and selling himself.
For the sake of Limgrave's public appearance, Messmer magnanimously spared him.
Mohg, buried beneath paperwork: Help! ( ◢д◣)
A lingering whimper drifted in from somewhere: "Mess... mer... come help me!"
Messmer silently ignored Mohg's cries for help and looked up at Sellen. "Can I buy it on credit?"
Sellen shook her head with a smile. "Small business. No credit. Speaking of which, are you really not going to help Mohg?"
Messmer fell silent.
He lowered his head to look at the doll, his eyes filled with longing and reluctance to give up.
As for Sellen's question? Had she asked something?
Watching him, Sellen suddenly felt a little unnerved. Wow, what a cold-blooded snake!
Messmer: Hmm↗! ꐦ≖ ≖
Sellen wiped away a trace of cold sweat. A cold-blooded person!
Messmer: Hmph. (.-ω-)
Sellen breathed a sigh of relief. This fellow was terrifying. In every sense!
Especially his fan devotion. He was practically on par with Sellen!
How many Melina Dolls had he bought from her already?
Ten?
Twenty?
She had lost count.
Of course she knew Messmer was Melina's older brother. She understood this sort of sibling affection, but...
Wasn't buying this many dolls of