The black long straight hair girl frowned her beautiful eyebrows and said.
"I will not sell my body."
Akira immediately sneered, and sarcastically said.
"At this point, are you still preparing to preserve your chastity and dignity? Do you have the right to do so?"
"… … "
The girl did not get angry because of this, but these words deepened her thoughts.
Apart from her body, what else could she rely on to earn money?
Akira continued to taunt with a very scummy expression.
"Well, I guess you probably haven't thought about this kind of thing either. After all, if you really had that kind of thought, I wouldn't have met you in a derelict shrine, but in Ōkubo Park."
"Why Ōkubo Park?"
"Uh… … "
This JK isn't pretending to be pure, she's genuinely pure?
Akira originally just wanted to satirize her, but he didn't expect that he would have to continue explaining.
"That's a famous place for compensated dating girls. You can see one almost every meter. As long as you are willing to sleep with a greasy middle-aged uncle for one night, you can get a four-figure reward."
The black long straight hair girl's eyebrows furrowed even deeper.
Selling one's body as a commodity.
What's the difference between that kind of place… …and a slave market?
"With your looks, I'm afraid you could sell for 100,000 yen a time and still have a long line of customers."
The monthly salary of an average office worker is only 200,000 to 300,000 yen.
That is to say, if she was really willing to sell her body, she wouldn't have to worry about food and drink at all.
Of course, streetwalkers also have their own circles. Being too eye-catching will attract jealousy from peers, and then she might be targeted.
At that time, the black long straight hair girl's ending would probably be a tragic 'transformation'… …
And a normal person's thinking would naturally not be to go to extremes. The simplest idea is to exchange labor for money.
She naturally thought of this as well.
"I can get a part-time job."
Hehe, I was waiting for you to say that.
Akira curled the corners of his mouth, and said while the iron was hot.
"Since you want to get a part-time job, why not work for me?"
"You?"
The girl was asking, 'What do you do?'
Akira bluntly stated his purpose.
"Actually, I am looking for talents. You can understand me as a talent scout."
"… … I see."
The black long straight hair girl had encountered talent scouts before, and quite a few times at that. She encountered them almost every time she went out, but she had never thought about making her debut.
One reason was because her father didn't allow it, saying it was unnecessary, and the other reason was because… …she hated her appearance.
If only she hadn't been born so pretty, she might as well slash her face with a knife to disfigure herself… … She had thought about this kind of thing more than once.
The boy in front of her was also a butterfly attracted by her appearance.
And now, the thing she hated the most had actually become her greatest asset… … The girl showed a wry smile, but she also understood that for her now, this was probably the simplest choice to support herself.
However, just as she was about to agree, Akira suddenly said with a serious face.
"But I am also a very picky person, and I can't take a fancy to just any kind of trash."
When Akira said this, he only felt extremely empty. If it were someone else, they would probably take this kind of beautiful girl home and enshrine her.
In fact, this was a very obvious provocation, but the black long straight hair girl still took the bait.
She was a little angry just now because she had been played by him, so at this time, the girl instead became competitive.
"So, are you saying that I am not good enough to be taken fancy by you either?"
Akira pinched his chin and sized up her face.
"Well, that remains to be seen."
"What else do you need to see?"
Actually, the girl meant 'Isn't this face good enough to see?', Akira also knew what she meant, but he deliberately pretended not to understand and pointed at her hand and said.
"Look at your hands."
"Hands?"
"Yes, if I take another look at your hands, I will know whether you are qualified to be taken fancy by me."
"It sounds like you're just making an excuse to touch a girl's hands."
"Cough!"
Akira was also choked and coughed.
I'm not a real pure High School boy!
Besides, I already said, I'm not a hand fetishist, I'm a foot fetishist.
"Who said I wanted to touch them? I'm just looking, it's enough to just stretch them out like this."
Akira made a pushing forward motion. After pondering for a moment, the girl did as he said, it was nothing to just show her palms.
Then Akira saw the biggest surprise of the day.
It made him unable to help but widen his eyes.
I see… …