ISEKAI? More like I See Crap!

Wiwi, the calm and well-spoken receptionist, stepped out from the back office holding a polished silver adventurer plate and a small pouch.

She approached the counter with a practiced smile.

"Mister Hazuki," she called gently.

Hazuki stood and approached the counter, completely ignoring Mima, who was now practically orbiting him like a hungry cat circling grilled meat.

Mima’s golden eyes sparkled as she tilted her head from side to side, peeking at every angle of his bare upper body. Her lips trembled, her face red, and a steady trickle of blood slid from one nostril as she locked in on his biceps and six-pack like a starved beast.

"Nngghh... look at those veins... those arms... those abs..." she mumbled with both hands clutched in front of her chest, eyes swirling. "By the forge, if muscles had a scent, I’d bottle ye and bathe in it..."

Hazuki deadpanned. "I’m ignoring that."

Wiwi remained professional, placing the reissued adventurer plate—now silver-plated with the B+ rank insignia—on the counter.

"Here is your reissued adventurer plate, Mister Hazuki. And this"—she handed over a clinking pouch—"is the extra payment for turning in two Chusi Flowers. The full reward for the entire herb quest will be processed once the complete list is submitted."

Hazuki picked up the plate and eyed the surface. It was sturdy, clean.

Then he opened the pouch.