Close call, almost forgot to ask.

Well, even though there seemed to be some obvious repetitions earlier, and some strange things mixed in, it seems to be working.

Ryuto thought to himself as he watched the middle-aged man's panicked reaction.

"Don't talk nonsense, there's no way there could be that much."

The middle-aged man weakly refuted while cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Hmm... looks like I need to deliver the final fatal blow, let's see how you handle this critical hit.

And so, Ryuto...

"Ah—It hurts even more than before, ah—my bones feel like they're splitting apart."

Holding onto his thigh, he let out a more pitiful cry than before. That sound...

Listeners couldn't help but shed tears, and those who heard it couldn't help but feel desolate.

Ryuto's acting skills must be too excellent.

"Well, even if you say that, I don't have that much money."

The middle-aged man wore a troubled expression.

"It's not a problem."

Although it was earth-shattering just a moment ago, it suddenly quieted down, and he calmly responded. With a slightly leisurely tone, he continued to speak.

"I am a principled person. Since it was your belongings that injured me, you only need to compensate me by giving me your belongings. That way, I won't bother you anymore. Simple as that."

"This..."

The middle-aged man hesitated.

Sigh... this guy really is indecisive. Let's give him one final push, deal the finishing blow.

"Uncle, let me tell you the truth. Even though I don't know how much you paid for her, I can definitely say it's definitely less than 5 million Bett."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man muttered under his breath.

"Ah, it was only 200,000 Bett."

"I told you so. I'm being very reasonable here, all you need to do is compensate me with something that you bought for 200,000 Bett. I'll consider it as if you compensated me 5 million Bett. To be honest, this is already quite fair. Just ask yourself, where else can you find such a good deal?"

"..."

"Uncle, let me just tell you, if you hesitate any longer, I might have to change my mind. After all, I am quite fickle. Ah—ouch, the injury has worsened!"

Upon hearing Ryuto's scream, the middle-aged man became even more panicked.

"...Fine, then."

After hesitating for a long time, the middle-aged man pushed the little girl towards Ryuto.

"She... is yours now. This matter has nothing to do with me."

After saying those words, the middle-aged man fled from the scene as if he had wings on his feet.

The speed, even the fastest missiles would kneel before it.

Hmm...

Indeed, the "fake accident" skill in the Heavenly Kingdom is unbeatable. Once again, I have witnessed this divine skill. It can only be described as divine, I bow down in awe...

Maybe I have the talent for this line of work. Perhaps I am the future king of fake accidents, hmhm...

Ryuto couldn't help but admire his own cunning.

"Um..."

While Ryuto was engrossed in his excitement, the little girl trembled and softly spoke.

"Master... do you have any orders?"

"Sigh..."

Because he wasn't used to being called that, Ryuto froze for a moment.

To be honest, the term "Ryuto" is not uncommon for Ryuto himself, as he often goes to maid cafes and hears this term frequently. But what really surprised Ryuto was not the term itself, but the way it was spoken. It was clearly different from the way maids in maid cafes would say it. Furthermore, even though it was the same word, the meaning behind it was completely different. It could be said that they were as different as night and day.