Some time later…
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Clink!
Dion and I clinked our bottles of alcohol together as a cheers before gulping down the burning liquid.
Currently, it was just the both of us, sitting on the ashen ground. We had ended up trading three rabbits for fifteen bottles of strong, low-quality alcohol.
The others didn't drink, so the fifteen bottles belonged to Dion, Aika and I.
Alcohol wasn't the only thing we traded rabbits for. The others finally got some fresh clothes as they had been wearing the same thing since coming to this realm. Most of their clothes were torn and all were dirty, so the new clothes were a massive relief for everyone.
The dominants in the party also each got a haversack. They needed something to store most of their stuff and it wasn't nice if they came to me to store every little thing for them.
