Rather than cute, she was more of a beautiful woman. With spotless white skin, even the models I saw in Japan did not hold a candle to her.
I understood that she was not the same race as I was from her ears.
Because she had dog ears.
“She is Haurvatat. Please call her Haruwa. As you most likely can tell, she is of the white wolf race.”
White wolf … Ah, the white wolf that this shop is named after?
Seems like it’s wolf ears and not dog ears. Thankfully I did not comment out loud just now.
“For her, as I mentioned earlier, you will have to pay 5 sense for 1 hour. But, since this is the first time Ichinojo-sama is using our services, you will only need to pay 5 sense for 10 hours as a service from us.”
” … 10 hours … but I only want to have her trade in my rabbits in the Adventurers Guild.”
“If you deem that you no longer need her, you can bring her back and return her within that duration as well.”
I see. It is the same reasoning like how when rental DVD cost the same for 3 days 2 nights and week-long rentals, a person would automatically choose week-long rentals. It is fine to return her when I no longer need her anyway.
I paid 5 sense.
“Well then, I will give you your 10-hour contract.”
After saying so, Matthias placed a finger on Haurvatat’s collar and recited some kind of incantation.
And then, I was told to touch her collar and I did as I was told.
Upon doing so, 10 balls of lights lighted up from the collar.
“That completes the contract. A light will disappear every hour, once 10 hours passes and all the lights had disappeared, Ichinojo-sama’s contract will be dispelled and I will return as her owner. In addition, you are only renting so please do not conduct any violent behavior. If she is injured, you will be responsible for the cost of treatment.”
“Understood.”
I’ve mentioned it multiple times, but I am merely going to the Adventurers Guild so she should not be exposed to danger.
“I am in your care master.”
With a beautiful and dignified voice, Haurvatat bowed.
Master … the sound of that caused my back to itch from embarrassment. Very much alike the first time I entered a maid cafe.
Although I’ve only entered a maid cafe once. Because Miri was furious after she found the receipt, I could not go visit ever again.
I was enticed to purchase a slave as pretty as she was, but I could not stomach the notion of buying a woman with money.