DxD: Trait Plunderer

Gulp!

Finishing the remaining wine in the bottle in one go, Rangiku complained loudly, "Rias! Let me tell you!"

"Gin has always been like this, keeping everything bottled up and not saying anything."

"I thought it was fine since we had a good relationship, but I never expected him to go down the wrong path."

"Before, on the battlefield, I even saw him, but he still didn't say anything."

"He's so infuriating! Does he even consider me a friend? Just thinking about it makes me angry!"

"Even if I have to work for a few hundred more years, I will definitely go to prison and question him face-to-face to figure out the truth."

"A few hundred years?"

Rias was a little confused. "If your obsession is that deep, why don't you just ask Tatsuma for help directly?"

"I did, but the Captain Commander didn't agree."

"I know that, you just said it. But the help I'm talking about isn't in the capacity of a Shinigami."

Rias unfolded a pair of wings behind her. "Did you forget? Before Tatsuma became the Captain Commander of Soul Society, he was a Devil, just like me."

A Devil?

Rangiku tilted her head, her eyes hazy as she met Rias's gaze.

Having finished a bottle of divine wine in less than a minute, her head was completely saturated with alcohol. In her muddled state, she naturally couldn't understand the meaning of Rias's words.

As a highly capable Devil, Rias often encountered strange clients in her daily life, so a mere drunkard was nothing.

Taking out a piece of parchment, Rias continued to promote with her rich experience.

"What I mean is, you can use the Devil's channels to post a commission and ask Tatsuma for help."

"Huh? Is that possible?"

Rangiku understood this time, a look of confusion appearing on her face.

"Of course. As long as you can pay enough compensation, you can even be the Captain Commander." Tatsuma's leisurely voice sounded from not far away.

As his strength gradually increased and he had more capable subordinates, he had gradually shed his identity as a worker and no longer had to do everything himself.

However, this didn't mean he never took action at all.

Just like how he gained control of Soul Society through a commission not long ago.

As long as the compensation was sufficient, it wasn't a problem to occasionally take on a commission and take a stroll.

"To be honest, you're lucky. I'm in a good mood today, so if you want to place a commission, I can make an exception and help."

"I want to place a commission."

Rangiku's eyes lit up, and she shot up from her seat.

Rias nodded slightly. "No problem, do you need me to write it for you?"

Rangiku said, "Uh... please write it for me. My head is a little dizzy and I can't think of how to write it."

"Then wait a moment."

Demonic power appeared at Rias's fingertips, and she quickly wrote the commission details on the parchment.

"Matsumoto-san, are you planning to pay in cash or with a special item as compensation for the commission?"

"Compensation?" Rangiku was startled.

Come to think of it, she did need to prepare compensation for placing a commission.

Recalling what Tatsuma had just said, Rangiku reached into her bosom. Her ample chest swayed constantly, and her clothes were pulled outward with her movements, offering a great view.

After fumbling around in a daze, Rangiku took out a wallet and placed it on the table.

"Hiccup! Here, the compensation."

"?"

A question mark slowly appeared above Rias's head.

Staring at the flat wallet in front of her, she hesitated for a moment before reaching out and opening it.

Hmm... it's not a storage item, there's no hidden alternate dimension inside.

As for money, there are only two bills, and they are internal Soul Society currency, not valid outside.

As for this wallet...

After examining it for two seconds with a professional eye, Rias silently put it down.

Assessment: Trash.

Just a palm-sized piece of fabric cut from the clothes she was wearing was worth more than this.

"Matsumoto-san, if the compensation is only this much, it's not enough to place a commission."

"Eh? How can that be? That's all I have on me!" Rangiku let out a cry of despair.

Rias was startled. "All you have on you? Is the salary of the Gotei 13 that low, that a Vice Captain only has this much savings?"

Rangiku shook her head. "No, that's not it. I'm a spendthrift. I usually spend all my salary on drinking, hiccup... Speaking of which, I still owe Captain Kyōraku and the others some money."

Rias said, "Then I'm afraid this commission can only end here. Please come back when you have money."

"Eh! Wait... wait a minute!"

Rangiku quickly pressed down on the parchment.

Tatsuma had said before that he was only taking commissions today because he was in a good mood. If she missed this opportunity, she wouldn't get another one.

Since it was a serious matter, her alcohol-saturated brain finally cleared up a bit and started working.

"I still have a house in Soul Society, and... Oh right! I can mortgage my Zanpakutō."

Rias shook her head. "Matsumoto-san, a Zanpakutō is just an ordinary weapon if it's not held by its owner. Its collection value is even lower than low-level magic items."

"As for the house you mentioned, although I haven't seen it myself, given your economic situation, it's probably just an ordinary small house with limited value."

"Actually, it's not that small." Rangiku replied with a lack of confidence.

At this moment, she finally felt regret. If she had drunk less and saved more money on a daily basis, she wouldn't be in such a predicament.

What should she do now? She couldn't possibly sell herself, could she?

Hmm? Wait a minute!

It seems she really can!

As if enlightened, Rangiku's spirits lifted, and she slapped the table and stood up.

"I'll sell myself!"

"?"

What kind of craziness was this now?

Rias became a little helpless.

She had collected information about the Soul Society before and had learned about some of Rangiku's hobbies.

She had intended to offer her a bottle of wine to cater to her taste and build a closer relationship, but she didn't expect her drinking habits to be so bad. If she had known it would turn out like this, she wouldn't have taken out that bottle of divine wine.

"I'm serious! I'm not joking!"

As if she understood Rias's gaze, Rangiku patted her chest with a serious expression.

"Don't look at me like this, I still have some strength and capital!"

"...I can't argue with that."

Rias lowered her head and glanced.

Although her own foundation was also substantial, compared to Rangiku, she still lacked a bit.

The age gap, after all, existed.

Sighing inwardly with a bit of unwillingness, Rias looked towards the person involved not far away. "Tatsuma, what do you say?"

"Since she is willing to offer everything of herself, then accept it." Tatsuma raised his hand and pointed from a distance.

Vast natural energy surged into the parchment, filling the gap in the commission compensation.

"Let me see... Sign here, right?"

Rangiku took the quill and signed her name in the client section.

Buzz!

A faint white light rose from the contract book.

The next second, the contract split in the middle, turning into two copies that drifted separately into Tatsuma and Rangiku's hands.

Rangiku asked, "This way, I can enter the Nest of Maggots, right?"

"Of course. As long as you don't take away prisoners, you can go in as many times as you want now."

"Hehe. That's great, I'll go to the Nest of Maggots now... Hiss, my head is a bit dizzy."

Rangiku stood up, and a wave of dizziness came from deep within her mind.

After signing the contract, the previous tension disappeared, and the alcohol regained the upper hand.

"It seems you need to rest now."

Swallowing the last drop of wine in the cup, Tatsuma leisurely stood up and looked up at the sky.

"It's getting late anyway, you can serve me tonight and warm the bed."

"Okay."

After casually replying, Rangiku swayed and followed Tatsuma towards the main building.

The bright moon's clear light shone on the window, love intertwined, and dreams were fragrant.