I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World-Chapter 180: Even If You’re Poor, Your Milk And Poop Can’t Be Poor (4)

Chapter 180: Even If You're Poor, Your Milk And Poop Can't Be Poor (4)

Rose-red bob, eyes shining like embedded emeralds, and a pouty expression as if displeased with something.

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“….”

Helen Redrose, sitting at a desk so expensive that even if Poporing sold her shop that was lost to stocks, along with the panties she was wearing, couldn’t afford it, moved her hands ceaselessly.

On the couch a bit further away, Ian and Poporing waited, but Helen didn’t even glance at them, focusing only on her work.

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She was genuinely busy, but this was also Helen’s protest.

A protest against Ian, who dared to bring another woman when coming to see her!

‘How…!! There’s a limit to shamelessness! How can a father come to see the mother of his child with another woman by his side!! What will Harin think seeing this!!’

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, but she couldn’t just keep her mouth shut forever.

Thud-

Finally, as she signed the last document, Helen set down her pen, let out a short sigh, and lifted her head which had been buried in her work.

“…So.”

Glare-

Helen looked at Ian with sharp eyes and then shifted her gaze to Poporing beside him.

“What’s that? I doubt it, but if you say she’s your new lover, you’ll die by my hand today…”

“Poporing and I aren’t like that.”

Poporing’s shoulders drooped slightly at Ian’s firm boundary-setting, while Helen’s lips curled faintly upward.

“Hmph! Obviously not. But if you’re not related at all, why bring her? What is she?”

“…Well, it’s complicated… but to put it simply, she’s like my little sister?”

“Don’t spout nonsense!! Do you think I haven’t investigated you?! Where do you have a sister?! And even if you had one, she’s a different species from you! You’re human, and she’s a demon!”

“Wait, you investigated me?”

“…Eek?! Y, yeah! I did!! What about it!! You have a problem with that?!”

As Helen slammed her desk in defiance, Poporing let out a small “Ugh!” in surprise at the loud noise.

“If it’s Helen who investigated me, I have no complaints. But Poporing really is like my little sister.”

“Ugh…!!…Ian…oppa!”

Poporing looked up at me with touched eyes, and I nodded.

Yes, this was one thing I could never compromise on.

Poporing had to be my sister.

Otherwise, what I did with Poporing’s ‘inverted nipples’, bringing her to climax several times, would become sexual harassment rather than sibling skinship.

“You really keep spouting nonsense!!”

Swoosh-

Helen scanned Poporing with half-opened eyes.

Ian said she wasn’t his lover, but she was still irritating.

For one, her height was tiny like an acorn, yet her chest was disproportionately huge.

‘Looks bigger than even the Golden Mad Dog or the Princess.’

Evelyn and Laplace were not small-chested, but compared to the demon next to Ian, they seemed two cup sizes smaller.

‘At least equal to the next saint? No, maybe even more…’

Helen bit her lower lip.

‘How absurd! Don’t you know that a woman’s charm isn’t just about the size of her breasts but the harmony of her body?!’

Knowing Ian lost his mind over big breasts, she couldn’t help but be annoyed.

“Haah, fine. I don’t have time for this now, so let’s move on. What brings you here? You didn’t come to brag about gaining a busty little sister, did you?”

Helen’s eyebrows arched upwards.

If that was the case, she was ready to slap Ian’s cheek.

“Uh… well, it’s not me but Poporing who has business with you today.”

“What, what…?”

At Ian’s absurd reply, Helen’s eyes widened in disbelief before she burst into a sarcastic laugh.

“Ha, ha, ha?! Absolutely ridiculous!”

Does this man even know what he’s saying?

“Hey!! You!!… Do you think because I haven’t said much, it’s easy to meet me?! Ha!! I’m Helen Redrose! Even the most prominent nobles and merchants of the empire wait months for an appointment with me!!”

“Considering that, you’ve met me every time I came.”

“Th, that’s because it’s you! I made special time for you! Do you even know how much effort I put into making time back then…Eek!!”

Realizing how embarrassing her words were, Helen blushed and stopped talking.

“Ahhh!! Shut up!! I said shut up!! Close your mouth!!”

“…I didn’t say anything.”

“I told you to close your mouth!! Anyway! I, Helen Redrose, am a very busy and important person!! So even if not for you, I don’t have time for such a dirty little thing!!”

“…Di…Dirty…dirty!….Ugh!”

“Whoa, whoa. Calm down, Helen. You’re going to make her cry.”

“Now!!! I’m!!! Completely!!! Calm!!! And you!! Whose side are you on?!”

After huffing and puffing for a moment, Helen seemed to give up and leaned back in her chair.

“Hu…hu… Fine. If he were a man who could be swayed by this, you wouldn’t have brought him. Tsk, you there.”

“Ugh…!…Y, yes?…Ugh…”

“Consider yourself honored. Because of your ‘brother’s’ face, I’ll give you one minute.”

“…Uh…ugh?..What…what?”

“You said you have business with me. Talk for one minute. By the way, you’ve got 49 seconds left.”

“..Ah, ugh?..So…so…that is…”

At Helen’s stern look while watching her pocket watch, Poporing’s mind went blank.

She was grateful to Ian for arranging this meeting with the youngest daughter of Redrose, but she hadn’t expected it to be so abrupt.

Thud-

As Poporing froze with her mind like a blank sheet, Ian nudged her side with his elbow.

“Poporing. What are you doing? Show her the petal.”

“Ah!…Yes…yes!…Here, here…! Please…look at this…ugh!”

Poporing frantically searched her pocket and showed the ‘golden petal’.

“Haah… Don’t tell me you wasted my time for this tiny piece of gold…”

Mid-sentence, Helen’s expression hardened as if she remembered something.

Click- Click-

And she walked up to Poporing to look at the ‘golden petal’.

“…Where did you get this?”

“Ugh…! My…grandma…left it for me… As for where it was…well…”

“Grandma…”

Before Poporing could finish her answer, Helen’s gaze returned to the golden petal.

-Trust is like that, after all.

It seemed as if the old woman’s voice whispered in Helen’s ear.

‘…Hmph! I haven’t forgotten.’

There was no way she could forget.

Thanks to the ‘rose brooch’ made by the old woman, Helen had secured her position as the successor several times.

Not recognizing the golden petal at first glance was merely because it appeared so abruptly.

“…You.”

After a brief silence, Helen beckoned Ian with a finger.

“You have the rose brooch I entrusted to you, right? Give it to me.”

“Yeah, here.”

As Ian handed over the brooch from his pocket, Helen’s lips twitched slightly.

Seeing Ian always carrying around the ‘rose brooch’, which was almost like her alter ego, made her feel a bit happy.

“Hmm, ahem… Good. Keep it on you from now on too.”

Swoosh-

The two brooches looked so perfectly identical that even Helen wouldn’t be able to tell them apart if she weren’t the owner.

The old woman who made these brooches… that was, Poporing’s grandma, had said:

Only five people in the world could distinguish between the real and the fake among these.

Excluding her father, Poporing’s grandma, and the Demon King from those five, only two remained.

While Helen didn’t unconditionally believe the old woman’s words, so far, not one person had discerned the authenticity of the brooch.

‘Well, I’m not expecting much, but if this crybaby inherited that old woman’s talent…’

It would be simple to give her some money and send her away, but the favor from the old woman was considerable.

If Poporing had talent like the old woman, Helen might even offer her a place in her planned ‘new business’.

Shuffle- Shuffle- Shuffle-

Helen’s hands moved swiftly, shuffling the positions of the two brooches rapidly.

“Okay, Poporing. Try guessing?”

“Ugh?…Suddenly…what, what?”

“What do you mean what! The real brooch, of course. You can touch them, so guess which one is real.”

“Uh…ugh!…Eh?…So…this one?”

After fiddling with the brooches for a while, Poporing picked one.

Helen’s eyes narrowed.

Poporing had picked the fake one.

“Haah, you’re wrong. That’s the fake one. Even if you’re of the same blood, it doesn’t mean you inherit the same talent. Too bad.”

“Yes, yes? No way…ugh!…This one seems better made…?”

“What?”

“Hi…hik!!..Don’t…don’t get mad…ugh!”

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“I’m not mad, so explain what you mean.”

“Ha…ugh!…So!…The finish…! Or the consistency of the engravings…! This one…seems more…delicate…”

Did she really distinguish them, or was she just spouting nonsense?

‘No need to ponder. Let’s check.’

In response to Poporing’s answer, Helen shook her head and mixed the brooches again.

“This time, pick the fake one you chose earlier.”

“Ugh!.,.Ah!…So…so…!…This one?”

Swoosh-

Poporing cautiously pointed with her index finger to the right one.

This time, she was correct.

Helen tested her several more times, but Poporing didn’t make a single mistake in distinguishing them.

“Haah… I understand.”

“Uh…ugh?…What…what?”

“You, you have enough talent to at least take up some of my time.”

Ding-! Ding-!

Helen nodded, rang the bell on the desk, and a middle-aged man in a neat suit appeared at the door.

“Did you call for me, Guild Master?”

“Yes, cancel all my subsequent appointments and take this girl to the workshop. Let her make any magical device she wants. If it looks usable, have her draft a business plan too. Oh, and the funds will come from us.”

“As you command. Miss, please come this way.”

“Uh…ugh? Miss?? Wait…where…are we going…!..Ugh?…Ian…oppa!..Ugh!!”

“Helen?”

“Don’t worry. I won’t do anything bad. But since it’s just the two of us now, I’ll ask again.”

With a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, Helen approached and asked.

“You… really didn’t do anything to your so-called ‘little sister’?”

“Yeah, of course, I didn’t do anything.”

I answered without hesitation.

I did perform some ‘data collection’ with Poporing, but that was strictly business.

In that process, to protect my prostate and world peace, I had no choice but to receive a ‘titty fuck’…

‘A titty fuck is just like a handshake, no need to mention it!’

No husband reported a handshake to his wife, right?

In fact, the only difference between a handshake and a titty fuck was that instead of shaking hands, you shook your ‘dick’ with ‘breasts’!

“Tsk… If only I could trust you…”

“That hurts.”

“What hurts?! How many women have you touched so far?!”

“….”

I had no words for that.

Even excluding Poporing, I couldn’t count them on one hand anymore.

“Ha! Well, fine. This works out. I’ve cleared my schedule… There’s still time to check your sister’s skills. Last time we finished too quickly…”

Swoosh-

Then, loosening her hair, Helen spoke in a somewhat intimidating voice.

“Just wait a moment. I’ll be quick to wash up.”