The woman carrying an axe didn't reply. She tilted her head, looking at the protrusion faintly visible through the other person's black fishnet clothing, and suddenly reached out to poke it.
"Can you make money with this?"
The woman in lace stockings didn't dodge. It's common for eager customers to want to inspect the goods, but the other's eyes clearly lacked desire, and the cold fingertips made her hair stand on end.
The woman carrying the axe frowned; the reaction was much weaker than she had imagined.
But if someone like her could earn money, why couldn't she?
Thinking of this, her frown relaxed again.
The woman in lace stockings found it a bit strange, crossed her arms, and asked with a hint of probing, "How do you intend to make money?"
The other woman thought for a moment and decisively said, "Do business, earn a lot of money!"
