A long, long time ago, Yijinmo was actually a cute little boy.
He had a natural talent for business.
Ever since his days in the orphanage, he started running a small shop at school, managing it so well that he smoothly earned his very first bucket of gold from his classmates.
After graduating from university, he didn’t hesitate to start a company with a few close friends.
He squeezed into a fiercely competitive industry, yet still managed to thrive, leaving his peers far behind.
He even became a renowned young talent in the area for a time.
Just when everything was going up and up, on his way home from work, he picked up a lottery ticket worth hundreds of millions.
“Nice, I really hit the jackpot!”
Then, a huge truck came flying by and literally flattened him.
Maybe times are tough these days—even Meng Po Soup seems to be watered down now.
When Yijinmo opened his eyes again, he found himself reborn as a newborn baby, cradled in the arms of a loving married couple.
It must have been because of this twist of fate that the boy—no, the girl’s luck in this life was the complete opposite of her previous one.
Even if she left home with ten coins in her pocket, she’d come home without a single one left.
“Sis Xiao Yi, don’t cry. Here, let me treat you to a meal, okay?”
The pink-haired little loli helplessly rubbed the black-haired girl’s head… She’d more or less seen this coming.
She just hadn’t expected that the once powerful and carefree Thunder Monster would actually lose so miserably, even betting away her underwear.
“Wuwuwu… I’m just a useless loser… What’s the point in eating?”
“There’s a new noodle shop downstairs. Want me to take you there for a meal?”
“A meal?”
“Three meals, all right?”
Sigh.
Vita’s family was just average.
While their life wasn’t as miserable as Yijinmo’s, it wasn’t exactly well-off, either.
In fact, most Monsters didn’t have it easy.
Maybe that’s why they were chosen by evil forces and eventually became Monsters, discriminated against and wanted by society.
“All right, hurry up and get dressed. I’ll take you downstairs to eat.”
“Sis Xiao Yi, you’re such a small fry. You can’t even scrape together enough for a meal—what a disgrace.”
“Wuwuwu—”
“……”
As a little gremlin, Vita’s favorite pastime was teasing big sisters, and she could usually make others blush with embarrassment.
But this trick never worked on Yijinmo.
Sis Xiao Yi’s life was just too tragic.
She was naturally airheaded, weak, and always on the verge of tears.
Vita really couldn’t bring herself to bully her.
What kind of jerk would pick on someone so poor they can’t even afford to eat!
But maybe that was exactly why Vita could get a kind of emotional value from Yijinmo that no one else could give her, and she was willing to stay by her side as her best friend.
“I’ll wait for you outside, okay?”
Just as she was about to step out, someone tugged at the hem of her skirt.
She turned back and saw the girl blushing, stammering, all that previous confidence gone.
“Um… can I borrow some money to buy a pair of underwear first?”
“……”
So you really did sell off every last pair you owned!
…
“Ha…”
“I’m so full!”
Pushing aside her third bowl of noodle soup, Yijinmo leaned back against her chair, patting her slightly bulging belly with a lazy expression.
Ever since she lost that battle and went bankrupt three years ago, she hadn’t had the chance to eat her fill like this.
Every day, she scraped by in a dingy rental room, going to the nearby Charity Center at mealtimes.
If she was late, she’d even have to fight stray cats for scraps.
She’d even pawned off her old equipment for making gadgets, or she wouldn’t have been able to pay rent at all.
She’d lived frugally, treading on eggshells just for today—to go all in, get her revenge, and claw her way back to the top.
But now.
She glanced at her phone, rolled her eyes, and slumped back onto the table in despair.
It seemed like she was destined to spend her life living under a bridge, with the sky as her blanket and the earth as her bed—a penniless wretch.
“Sis Xiao Yi, I really think you should just get a regular job.
At least it’d be better than all these get-rich-quick schemes.”
Compared to Yijinmo’s wolfing down, Vita ate far more elegantly.
In the same amount of time, she’d managed to polish off five whole bowls.
It was hard to imagine how such a tiny loli could pack away so much food.
“Boss lady, three more servings!”
“Coming right up!”
A regular job?
“Don’t think I haven’t tried, Vita. You know as soon as I get paid, my money’s gone within three days.”
“Any job that pays monthly—or even weekly—is just free labor for me.”
“If that’s the case…”
It really was a headache.
“Sis Xiao Yi… Maybe you should just find a sugar mommy and marry her. At least your bad luck won’t affect the people around you.”
“I wish! But where would I find a sugar mommy? And even if I did, who’d want someone like me, a secondhand good, wuwuwu.”
Secondhand good, huh.
Vita stroked her chin and carefully sized up the girl before her.
Her black hair flowed down to her waist like a waterfall, shimmering with a silky sheen.
Her brows and eyes were long and delicate, and the combination of crimson irises and tear-reddened eyes made her look even more pitiful.
Her skin was fair with a hint of pink, as if dusted with snow.
Her cherry blossom lips were especially lovely.
Though her coat hid her figure, Vita knew it was actually smoking hot…
The kind of figure you couldn’t hold with both hands—clearly someone who could raise a whole bunch of daughters.
Vita had even bought bras for Sis Xiao Yi before, and that size was something this little loli could only dream of.
These days, girls like Sis Xiao Yi—pretty, curvy, and pure—were rare treasures.
She could agonize over her chastity for three whole years… Anyway, none of the small fry big sisters Vita knew could compare to someone as adorable as Sis Xiao Yi.
But the thought of turning such a pure girl lewd… just imagining it was thrilling.
With a sudden idea, the pink-haired loli cleared her throat and asked Yijinmo seriously.
“So you can only do jobs that pay daily, huh.”
“Yeah, pretty much. But most day jobs are really tough and have no breaks.”
“So, I’d prefer something where I can arrange my own hours, get paid per job… But for someone like me, who can only generate electricity or sell doujinshi, that kind of thing just doesn’t exist!”
“She even thought about asking her old artist to keep helping her sell doujinshi, but the artist said she’d moved online. With the internet now, nobody reads print doujinshi anymore, wuwuwu.”
“Don’t lose hope, Sis Xiao Yi!”
“If it’s about making money, I actually have a way that fits all your requirements!”
“Eh… Really?”
“One hundred percent guaranteed!”
At this point, Vita, sensing her chance, was already standing on her chair, staring excitedly at Yijinmo.
“But the problem is whether you, little fry Xiao Yi, can handle it.”
“I can, I can! As long as I can make money, I’ll do anything!”
“Hehe, that makes things easy. Come with me, Sis Xiao Yi, I’ll take good care of your business~”
Naive Yijinmo just grinned foolishly, completely unaware that her best friend was already plotting how to lure this little beauty into the deep end.
With friends like that who needs enemies 😭
Thanks for the chapter!