"Hey," Ridan said, floating sideways. "Check the coin bag you got from that tiger guy."
"Huh?" Hazuki blinked. "Oh yeah… now I remember…"
He hummed a little tune while reaching back into the magic bag, fishing around for a moment before pulling out a heavy coin pouch.
He unfastened the string and peeked inside—his eyes went wide.
"Wooooo!" he shouted. "There's one gold coin in here! And—whoa—several silver coins... and even some copper! Damn!!"
Ridan floated nearby, arms folded like a cloud with an attitude. "Not even counting what we got from the vine demon. You know, the one with the tentacle fetish."
Hazuki nodded, already imagining piles of food and a nice inn bed. "Yeah... right. We're stacked right now."
"All thanks to me, right?" Ridan puffed up proudly, his cloud-body glowing a little brighter.
Hazuki gave him a lazy side glance. "Yeah, yeah…"
Ridan smirked. "You could at least say it with more gratitude."
