Feedback Content (Despair Version)

Restaurant consulting had been profitable from the start.

The question was who would turn that money into an even larger sum.

“Who else? That money-grubbing bastard.”

A few days after returning from the Servan Viscounty, Count Klever came to see me.

He came to Maison Monbel and thrust a list of candidate restaurants, contracts, and recording equipment at me all at once.

Several small crystal balls glimmered faintly inside a silver box.

I sighed the moment I saw them.

“Haa.”

“No, if all the preparations for making money are complete, why do you look like that?”

“Your Excellency, I’m starting to think I don’t like money quite as much as I thought.”...