Economics is actually so simple

“What do you mean?”

“Didn’t I make myself perfectly clear?” Tomnei on the other end of the communication was sitting on her office chair, legs crossed, holding a bottle of vodka she had already drunk most of,

“Anjeong-zhou must stay in Chaska to be used by us. You cannot, and have no right to take him away.”

“Of course I have the right,” Kim Erise ground the lollipop that was still left in her mouth, in her teeth, straightened up on the sofa, and narrowed her eyes,

“Your superior, Kosiya, has sold me the members of the Communist Party. Now they are no longer the property of Chaska, but belong to me.”

“Then, do you have written documents?”

“Wh… What did you say?”

“I said, do you have official written documents?” The short, violet-haired girl took a sip of the liquor, then picked up a cigar from the desk,

“Every s*ave trade within Chaska requires both parties to sign written documents and keep a copy to prevent any unforeseen circumstances in the future – since you bought Anjeong-zhou, you should also have the corresponding written documents, right?”

‘I messed up, I messed up.’

The red-haired girl helplessly patted her head.

She had been busy showing off in the council hall, using the method of buying the members of the Communist Party to resolve the conflict between Chaska’s Governor Kosiya and her mortal enemy, Governor Jing Qing of Tamoan, but she forgot to sign a written document to serve as proof of the transaction when it was all over.

Judging from Tomnei’s attitude today, she definitely wouldn’t be able to take Anjeong-zhou away without a written document.

Alright, alright, just pay some more money for a lesson learned.

“Alright, Tomnei, you win. I’ll buy Anjeong-zhou back for a little more money…”

“I’m sorry, Anjeong-zhou is not for sale.”

The violet-haired short-haired girl then took out a golden gas lighter from the cabinet, threw it high into the air and caught it, then skillfully lit the cigar.

“…Why?”

“That’s not a decision for an outsider like you to worry about,” Tomnei put the cigar in her mouth and took a deep breath, exhaling a puff of smoke in a dashing manner,

“In short, Chaska has the right to dispose of any property within its borders, including turning human slaves into non-sellable items – okay, that’s it. I have other things to do, so I’ll hang up.”

I see, I understand.

Although the other party refused to tell her any further information, Kim Erise could already deduce quite a bit.

She had previously thought that the Deputy Governor of Chaska just wanted to extort more Obsidian Seeds, and silently scorned the other party in her heart (after all, one hundred human slaves were only worth one Obsidian Seed),

But now it seemed that the one who really should be scorned was herself, whose brain hadn’t turned the corner.

But why was the other party suddenly holding on to that man?

It must be because Anjeong-zhou suddenly had value, and it was an extremely precious value, that would make Tomnei unceremoniously choose to tear herself apart in order to protect the other party.

Well, she also had to take a lot of responsibility, after all, she forgot to draw up a written document.

The value of Anjeong-zhou…

Wasn’t he just a farmer? Although he had won the World Food Prize, he was really amazing, but what extra value could he have?

“It should be because of this.”

Mo, wearing a JK uniform, appeared in the living room at some point, and used her earpiece to pull up a holographic screen and handed it to the red-haired girl, clearly having heard the conversation between the two of them:

“I have the VIP magical girl rights in Chaska. You can take a look at this.”

It was the email, without the sender’s name, sent to the silver-haired girl on the night of the typhoon ‘Sammy’s’ appearance.

Seeing the information on it, Kim Erise first widened her eyes, then nodded thoughtfully.

If that was the case, then everything made sense.

The first basement of Pacha City Hall, the headquarters of the Chaska government.

“Very good, the attempt to stop Kim Erise succeeded.”

Tomnei, who had closed the communication, smoked the cigar, stood up from the office chair, and stretched out with a big yawn.

Although she was wearing an orange windbreaker, she didn’t button it, and the thin white shirt underneath couldn’t stop her pair of at least E-sized breasts, which looked like they would burst through it at any moment.

“Next, is to bring Anjeong-zhou and his wife over, then arrange for a large number of slaves.

The reconstruction work of the laboratory requires about five thousand people, and it will take about ten thousand people to replow all the destroyed fields.

As for urgently opening up more land to sow more crops, there is no limit to the number of people; what a pity, most of the agricultural machinery was severely damaged in the typhoon, and it will take two weeks to repair it.

I still have to call some people from other places to help…”

The violet-haired short-haired girl, who had sat down again, started to type on the computer in front of her, issuing instructions in an orderly manner.

Then she was interrupted by a wail from the side.

“Aaaaaah! I’ve had enough! I’ve had enough!”

Kosiya, wearing a suspender top and a miniskirt, stood up from her desk angrily and threw the economics textbook, which was thicker than a brick, slamming it against the wall carved with relief, creating a big hole,

“It’s too difficult, it’s too difficult, it’s too difficult. I can’t understand anything!”

“Even if you don’t understand, please have some patience, Governor-sama,” a brown-haired girl with a monocle was typing on her own desk, taking over the conversation with a blank voice.

“This book is the simplest economics book on your desk.

If you find it difficult, you might as well take a look at those books that talk about macroeconomics, microeconomics, development economics, public economics, behavioral economics, game theory, decision theory, and so on.

In this way, Governor-sama will know that the book is actually the most simple…”

“I’m here to be a governor, not to study!”

Looking at the mountains of economics books piled up on her desk, the red-haired twin-tailed girl angrily slammed her head on the table, and as a result, she accidentally knocked the table into two halves and fell to the ground, and then her petite body was instantly buried by the sea of books.

“My little darling, you should cherish your furniture, shouldn’t you?” Tomnei, who was smoking a cigar, poured herself a shot of vodka and asked with some helplessness, “The materials for those solid wood furniture were selected from the high-quality forests of far-off places. They are priceless and hard to come by, and it’s hard to get them custom-made.”

“Hmph, I can’t get any help, just forcefully conscript slaves to bring them back,” Kosiya, who had raised her head from the mountain of books, pouted angrily,

“Who wants to study these books like a heavenly book in the future? Anyway, I’m not doing it – ah, I have an idea!”

Then, she looked at the brown-haired girl with a wide smile, “Ko-ko-ko, Shirova, you will replace me in learning all these money-related knowledge in the future – reform Chaska and get rid of the economic crisis, this important task is left to you!”

“That can’t be done, Governor-sama,” Shirova, who adjusted her sweater, adjusted her monocle and refused the other party’s request in a mechanical voice,

“You should know that I am the director of the Chaska Entertainment Center.

If I get distracted from learning economics and delay things here, I’m afraid that Governor-sama won’t be able to see the second season of the anime ‘The Magical Girl Who Is Busy Saving the World Doesn’t Have Time to Do Yuri’ this year.”

“Eh?!”

The red-haired twin-tailed girl, who was still giggling, first jumped a few feet in surprise after hearing the other party’s rebuttal, and almost bumped into the ceiling, then quickly steadied herself and put her hands on her hips and snorted, turning her head away in disdain,

“I’m in a good mood today, so I won’t force you to study for now – it’s not because I want to watch the sequel to that great anime.”

“I understand, thank you, Governor-sama.” The brown-haired girl, while saying thank you, did not stop typing on the computer, which seemed extremely perfunctory.

“Ah, the little Kosiya is really cute,” Tomnei, who had finished smoking her cigar, lit another one for herself and, looking at Kosiya through her sunglasses, thought with a maternal smile,

“Compared to the expressionless, nobody-gets-close image of Mo, a tsundere is still more to my taste.”

“I’m back!”

The door to the headquarters was slammed open with a bang, and then a black, medium-length-haired girl wearing a full set of riding gear came in, holding a motorcycle helmet in her hand, excitedly shouting:

“Ah, today was really awesome!”

“Yo, little Fang Xin, it’s rare to see you come back intact.”

Looking sideways, Tomnei noticed that the other party had no wounds or missing limbs, and greeted her with a smile.

“Hehe, today was boring, and I didn’t challenge any difficult moves while riding the motorcycle – yo, what’s going on with the Governor?”

Fang Xin, who had come to her desk, sat down and then saw the tragic situation over at Kosiya’s, and asked curiously.

“The Governor-sama encountered a major setback in the process of studying economics – couldn’t understand the introductory principles of economics that a three-year-old could understand,” Shirova explained emotionlessly while typing on the keyboard.

“Hey! Are you mocking me? Definitely! What do you mean a three-year-old can understand? Shirova, you explain it to me!”

The red-haired twin-tailed girl, clenching her fists, glared at the brown-haired girl, and was frantic, while the latter ignored her and continued to work on the computer.

“Hehe, Governor,” the black-haired medium-length-haired girl, who had taken off her riding gear, revealed her white underwear and panties underneath, took out a sports drink from the drawer and poured it directly onto her sweaty body, and stuck her tongue out at Kosiya,

“Let me tell you, economics is actually very simple. I have a clever plan here that can help Chaska get through the economic crisis and the upcoming food crisis.”

“Hmph, then I’ll reluctantly listen to your explanation,” the red-haired twin-tailed girl, with her arms crossed, turned up her mouth and said indifferently, but her body turning towards the other party truthfully betrayed her eager-to-listen heart.

“What we have to do is very simple,” Fang Xin, using her earpiece, popped up a holographic window and started to draw on it,

“Print Obsidian Coins frantically.

Give the magical girls in the front area more benefits to keep them happy.

At the same time, secretly drive up prices to raise funds.

Abolish the welfare programs for humans in the middle area.
Cut their wages even further.

Increase their working hours to squeeze out more value.

Forcibly conscript more humans from the back area to work.

Reduce their daily food supply.

Feed them the corpses of their dead comrades to save as much food as possible.

We can also imitate the old human governments’ laws and investment systems.

Use every possible method to coax or force humans who have magical girl backing to invest in banks and companies.

Do the same with those in the front and middle areas.

We can even publicize this plan to attract other magical girl factions and the United Human Nations to invest.

They’ll think they’re making a fortune.

By doing all this, we’ll have money — and we’ll save a lot of food.
Isn’t that wonderful?”

“What you said is true,” Shirova, who adjusted her monocle, rarely stopped her work and turned to look at the black-haired medium-length-haired girl with the beautiful picture,

“But what are you going to do when those humans and magical girls come here to demand debts or protest?”

“Hehe, don’t worry, our debts will be zero, and the number of people protesting will also be zero.”

“How can you tell?”

Fang Xin grinned, and triumphantly made a victory sign:

“Because the people who want to demand debts and protest are already gone!”

The other three people in the room fell silent for about five seconds, and then exclaimed in unison:

“Is economics really that simple??”

However, whether they were positively praising or negatively satirizing, it was hard to say.