As I stepped foot into the house, my ears caught the ring of my smartphone notification. It seemed the repair cost for the roof had been calculated, and now the surplus was returned.
In this world, repairs operated under a concept called “material cost”. When I had started working on the roof yesterday, the system charged me 6,000 PT just to start the repair. Each time I replaced a part, the system would deduct the material cost from that 6,000 PT reserve. Whatever was left over would come back to my pocket.
After receiving the notice for the roof repair’s completion, I still had to harvest the potatoes.
[Bonus: 4500 | Appearance Up]
It’s less than what I expected. As I had thought, the reward depended on the amount of work I personally did.
Lately, gaining PT had been stressing me out.
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Even though the hero and I lived together, that didn’t mean we shared the same wallet. The PT the hero earned would belong to him only.
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Earning PT wasn’t the only thing I had to “struggle” with after becoming housemates with the hero.
“Why won’t it work?”
I was at a loss with only a towel wrapped around my waist.
After a long shift outside, I had went straight to the bathroom to wash up before dinner. But no matter how much I tap the faucet, no water comes out of the showerhead. Was it broken?
I tried contacting God, but he didn’t give me a definite response. It’s been like this all day.
What actually happened? Was this related to the hero waking up?
As I groan of frustration left my lips, the hero entered the room to check on me. He pointed to the shower, asking if I want to use it, and I responded by nodding miserably.
The moment he had answered “I understand,” hot water suddenly sprayed from the showerhead, drenching the two of us. I quickly chased Sig out from the bathroom.
Then I stood there in shock, enveloped by the thick steam.
“…Is this the well water?”
The hero drew water from the well and chopped firewood.
That meant I couldn’t use any of those without his permission. That was how it was.
This could also explain what happened this morning. The reason why he had asked for my permission for the water and the firewood used to boil said water this morning was because, at that time, those items still fell under my labor.
However, from now on, not just water, but everything that was the product of the hero’s labor would belong to him.
I turned off the shower, sighing as I slipped on my clothes.
All daily necessities, even the ones in the bathroom, were things I had purchased. This morning, I had told the hero to “use them as he liked”. That’s why he had no problem using them now.
It’s common courtesy to ask for someone’s permission before borrowing their things.
However, being strictly restrained by and ownership system made cause complicated emotions to stir in my chest.
As I dried my hair, I wanted to cradle my head.
God, separating our accounts was still understandable, but at least let me use the water as much as I’d like!
Sig: Wivey chased me away… I want to take a bath together wu wu wu (●´⌓`●)
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