High Society

“Please sell me. I will become the most expensive lady in Sant’nar”

Tired of the troubles brought about by his political marriage, debauchee Cesare coincidentally enters into an unusual contract Adel, a shoeshiner from the slums.

The deadline is three months.

Expecting this to be his liberation from the tedious strategic marriage, Cesare finds himself becoming increasingly concerned about Adel, who behaves unlike any woman he has ever known…

“In the first place, didn’t you bring me here to get me engaged to Sir Ezra?”

“That’s right.”

Cesare replied obediently for a moment before bursting into a sharp laugh.

“But why do I feel so disgusted?”