Gacha Addict in a Matriarchal World

Then please introduce me to someone else who has lots of cash. I’ll make sure to give you a generous commission.

“I have no business with someone like Miss Eve who has no money.”

“…!”

Eve’s face looked as shocked as a platypus with its tail yanked off. It was then that I realized.

My inner thoughts and dialogue got swapped…!

A beat too late, a sense of embarrassment rose up. But soon it was transferred onto blaming others.

This is all because of the anxiety that I might not be able to roll the gacha today! It’s because the gacha withdrawal symptoms have reached a lethal level!

I hope everyone remembers. This is how dangerous gacha can be.

…Alright. Now that the escapism is over, let’s see how I can handle this.

I stood up with the best smile I could muster.

“Ah…”

With a wistful expression, Eve reached out to me. Did she really think I would stand up and leave just like that?

What kind of image do I have, really…

Without showing my slightly hurt feelings, I sat down next to Eve.

“…Huh?”

Eve, her face blank, just opened and closed her mouth. I snuggled closer, wrapping one arm around hers, and looked up.

A slightly upward angle. Eve’s elbow touching my stomach. The fragrant scent and dewy skin activated by my beauty power.

The composition is perfect.

Finally, I opened my mouth, imagining the mischievous junior character archetype.

The key here is to raise my voice one or two octaves higher than usual and mix in breathiness while speaking.

“Just kidding. It’s a joke.”

“…Hoo, hohoho. Of course, I knew that.”

I’ve already seen through that shallow plan to shake me up (X)

I had no idea (O)

Eve’s eyes narrowed even more, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

Eve has a peculiar habit of bluffing more as she gets cornered. It must mean she’s really flustered right now. Of course, I shouldn’t let her know that I know this.

Here, it’s time to flatter Eve as if I’m surprised. The saying that men are weak to praises and recognition applies to women on the Pan Continent.

“Wow! Amazing! Everyone else gets angry at such jokes. As expected, Miss Eve, you’re different from other women!”

“Well, I was once in the position of a queen, after all.”

Don’t you dare try to test the queen, scum (X)

Wow, damn! That was close! (O)

Pretending not to notice the inner thoughts conveyed through the cold sweat, I continued with a brief moment of admiration and praise.

The key point here is to emphasize that she is different from other women.

It’s important to make Eve believe that she alone is special.

Of course, someone like Eve would see through such shallow tricks…but isn’t flattery something that works even when you know it’s happening?

Just as the effect of emphasizing her uniqueness was about to wear off, I lowered my voice a bit and continued.

“Sigh…but this is troublesome. This time, for the ‘first time’, I’ve managed to earn such a significant loot. Naturally, since it’s my ‘first’ time handling this, I came to look for you, Eve, as you were the one who said you would be my exclusive for the ‘first’ time… If you’re short on cash…”

This time, the emphasis is on the first time.

Living and adapting in Pan Continent, I’ve realized one thing. The women of this world have a surprisingly strong tendency to obsess over and sanctify a man’s first experience.

The reason is simple. First, it’s not easy to confirm a man’s experience.

It’s not like there’s something obvious like a hymen.

And secondly, the historical context. Though the civilization developed rapidly after being rebuilt, it is still at a medieval level.

Moreover, the only faith in this era is the Goddess of Love.

While being non-virgin is not considered sinful, virginity is almost revered, transcending mere respect.

Lastly, there is Eve.

Isn’t it natural to have high expectations for a first experience the longer one remains inexperienced?

However, Eve is a thousand-year-old virgin. Practically speaking, she is closer to a monster whose age makes the term “ancient monster” seem inadequate.

Of course, be they an ancient monster or a regular monster, if someone has Eve’s face and body, they are always welcome…

Anyway, it’s obvious that Eve must be harboring tremendous expectations at the mention of my grand ‘first time’.

Thus, Eve is dazed by the combo of ‘special person’ and ‘first time’.

Although she still wears a menacing smile that seems like she could take someone down at any moment, she is nonetheless dazed.

Since the warmup seems sufficient, I decided to move on to the main topic.

I subtly began to stroke Eve’s thigh with one hand. Unlike the typically skinny elves, her thigh was quite fleshy, probably due to being a high elf born with all kinds of blessings.

Enjoying the feel that clung to my hand, I brought my lips even closer.

Not just whispering into her ear, but close enough for breath…no, body heat to be felt faintly.

However, I twisted my waist lightly, making minute adjustments to ensure that my lips did not actually touch her ears.

Blatantly rubbing my belly against Eve’s elbow, I said,

“I need cash urgently right now, and I would be really grateful if you could help me out, Miss Eve… Is there any way?”

“Oh my. Acting like this won’t create a way out of thin air.”

Don’t try to gloss it over with words, come up with a corresponding price, brat (X)

Since a human’s lifespan is roughly 100 years, it would be good to have about 100 children (O)

If it weren’t for the truly dreadful and terrifying content of the translation ability, it would have felt like she was drawing a firm line.

In other words, it means there is still room to push a little more.

This time, I lowered my head slightly and looked straight into Eve’s eyes from close range as I open my mouth.

“Is it really impossible? Isn’t there any way? I’m begging you like this.”

“Since I’m not an alchemist who has discovered The Truth ¹ nor can I create gold, there’s nothing I can do.”

“It doesn’t have to be entirely cash. I can also accept Magic Stones of equivalent value. And…if you help me dispose of it by today, I promise I’ll give you something really good…”

“……”

Despite her creepy smile (she was troubled), Eve paused.

Then, she gently lifted her narrow eyes, revealing her jewel-like, sparkling green pupils.

“Jonah. What you just said. Are you serious?”

“…???”

Is it really necessary to confirm this with the Eye of Truth…?

A little dumbfounded, but as if swearing to her eyes, I nodded while meeting her gaze head-on.

“Sure. I’ll really give you something good.”

“Okay. Please wait here for a moment.”

Eve then left me in Eden and disappeared somewhere.

After rolling around on the couch for about 30 minutes, Eve returned.

She was holding two heavy pouches.

“A staff encrusted with diamonds, various high-grade potions, two defensive magic tools, four offensive magic tools. Altogether, it comes to 92 gold in cash and a hundred gold worth of Magic Stones. How does that sound?”

“192 gold…!”

When combined with the 13 gold from Morgana’s wallet, it amounts to a staggering total of 205 gold.

With this amount, I could immediately afford my own place in this expensive land of Pangrave.

Of course, I couldn’t pocket all of this money for myself.

I couldn’t have defeated Morgana alone, so I decided to split the rewards exactly in half with Benny.

No, we split the money from selling the loot in half, but I decided to keep the robe, and Benny agreed to overlook the fact that I discarded Morgana’s magic book without consulting her. Strictly speaking, I ended up taking more.

Anyway, even if I share the sales proceeds with Benny, I still end up with over 100 gold in my possession.

Wow. 100 gold.

So, does that mean I can roll the “10-consecutive rolls” a thousand times?

To be more precise, with the 10+1 gacha, does that mean I can roll it 11,000 times??

Too many numbers can sometimes numb a person’s reasoning.

With that much, I could completely resolve all the side effects caused by the Goddess of Love’s interference in the gacha and still have plenty left over.

Is today the day I pull a 5-star???

It felt as if hot molten iron was being poured down my spine, making it tingle with dopamine.

My whole body felt energized to the point where I wondered if I had this kind of strength within me.

I got up from my spot as if springing up and nodded vigorously.

“Great! I won’t do a cross-check on the appraisal! If it’s you, Miss Eve, I’m sure you handled it well! Ah, but I must ask one thing. Where did you get the cash?”

“I told the kid from the Cradle Trading Company to repay the debt from childhood. Even then, it wasn’t enough, so I made a promise to help him later as long as it doesn’t burden me.”

You must prove that you’re worth this much (X)

Choo Choo! The never-stopping Half-Elf-Making Train is departing! (O)

“Th-that really wasn’t necessary…”

I never imagined that not only was she able to recover the debt owed by the Cradle Trading Company, but she would also end up owing them back.

And the content of the brain-translator, which even made me flinch, was…?

Fearing that if I played around any longer something serious might happen, I shivered and snatched the pouch of gold coins and Magic Stones from Eve’s hand.

Then, I handed over the ‘good thing’ I had made while rolling around on the couch to Eve’s hand and decided to beat a hasty retreat.

“Well, I’ve given you something good, so I’ll be going now! Oh, there’s no expiration date, so feel free to use it whenever you like, no worries!”

“Eh? W-wait a moment, Sir Jonah. I-!”

“See you next time! Goodbye!”

Hearing Eve’s urgent voice trying to grab hold of me, I quickly activated my stealth skill and dashed away.

“Sir Jonah…!”

Avoiding Eve, who was crumpling the “*’Chicken, Massage, Ear Lick’ *Full Course Coupon” in her hand with a vacuous expression.

…No, I never thought she would give away everything so easily?

It’s overwhelming!

1. “The Truth” refers to the Philosophical Truth: This can refer to the deeper, hidden truths or principles that alchemy seeks to uncover about nature, the universe, and the transformation of substances. ️