Reincarnation Sim Game

Olga pushed a trolley filled with goods to sell waffles. She didn’t look all right. The bottom of her eyes was black, and her mouth kept yawning. Even this morning, when she was making the dough, Elise had to wake her up several times.

“I haven’t been up all night like that in a long time,” Olga grumbled. “However, I still found any clues from you or caught you doing something. Either you’re so great at hiding your secrets, or you’re really God’s messenger.”

Raymund laughed. “Last night, she looked miserable. She got out of bed several times, observing your sword, your armor, and even lying down to examine your face from a very close. However, you slept very well and not disturbed at all.”

Elise, who was also pushing the trolley, couldn’t respond. Before going to sleep last night, she kept thinking about her fate for the day, imagining the lewd glances that would be on her. Not to mention their touch. It even got carried away into her dream.

It only took about twenty minutes for the two to arrive at the stall. Olga immediately prepared everything with the help of Elise. Then, Elise changed clothes under the counter next to the table, causing the place to shake again several times.

“Today, I brought more doughs,” Olga said in an excited tone, not showing any sleepiness at all. “Hopefully, more people will come.”

Elise barely paid attention to Olga’s words because she was too nervous. That day’s temperature was not as cold as yesterday, but she still didn’t feel comfortable with her exposed back and side boobs._.

Not long after, people appeared and immediately lined up at Olga’s stall. They were all men, and of course their eyes were on Elise. Their ages varied, and there were more of them than yesterday. Elise overheard as they chatted. Some of those people knew Olga’s waffle stall from the others. Or rather talk about women selling waffles just wearing an apron.

“P-please stand in line! Everyone will get the portion!” Elise screamed to hide her embarrassment.

Olga continued to make waffles without a break. Several times she had to wipe the sweat but still smiled. The smile only disappeared when she warned the shoppers not to touch Elise.

Several times Elise saw the visitors who came more than once. They clearly wanted to see Elise again. And Elise kept forcing herself to smile at them, who usually liked to touch her hand when they received the waffle. Some even tried to poke her body.

“Sorry, our waffles are out,” Olga said with a body full of sweat. “Please, come tomorrow.”

In contrast to the customers who sighed in disappointment, Elise was very grateful that Olga’s waffles were sold out in the middle of the day. So she doesn’t have to be half-naked for too long. Her battle outfit that exposed her chest and thighs was much better than just an apron and panties.

After changing clothes, Elise intends to help Olga tidy up the things. That’s when the man with a big nose and fabulous bangs came to the stall.

“I’m so sorry, but my waffles are sold out.” Olga clasped her hands with a big smile.

“I saw that your stall was very busy since morning, so I decided to come back at noon when it was a bit quiet.”

“Tomorrow, I will prepare some for you, sir!”

The man shook his head. “You don’t have to do that. And I’m glad your waffles are selling well.”

“But, you are my loyal customer.”

“You seem happy to have lots of customers, don’t you?” A woman in skimpy clothes came to Olga’s stall, accompanied by a muscular man who only wore shorts.

“Oh hey, Marc, Agatha.” Olga still had a big smile on her face. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

Elise could see the annoyed expression on the woman named Agatha. Meanwhile, Marc just glared at Olga.

Suddenly, Agatha kicked Olga’s table hard, but luckily it only shifted.

“Hey, what are you doing?” The big-nosed man gave a warning, and Marc immediately pointed at him.

“It’s none of your business.” The muscular man hissed.

“Leave them alone, sir.” Olga was still smiling, then asked Agatha again. “Can I help you, Marc, Agatha?”

Agatha folded her arms across her chest, bringing her face closer to the red-haired woman. “Yesterday and today our sales dropped drastically. Even at this hour, we still have a lot of crepes dough. Why do you think that happened, huh?”

“Well…”

“That’s because you stole our customers!” Agatha cut the red-haired woman’s words. The big-nosed man and Elise were about to respond, but Olga gave a hand signal for them to be quiet.

“And you stole our methods. Don’t you have any shame in doing such a thing?” Agatha then pointed to Elise. “You used this slut to attract perverted men to buy your junk food which is clearly inferior to our crepes. Do you think you still deserve to call yourself a seller?”

Raymund also snorted. “You hypocrite. She also sells food in slutty clothes.”

Olga wiped the smile off her face. “Are you done? I want to get cleaned up and go home. I couldn’t sleep last night, and I wanted to do a nap immediately.”

“Huh!? You didn’t listen to my warning, did you!?” Agatha’s emotions peaked. She was about to slap Olga, but Elise caught the hand of the female crepe seller.

“Hey, what are you doing!?” Agatha tried to free her hand but couldn’t. “Ouch! Let me go! “It’s hurts!”

“Hey, what are you doing, Agatha, Marc!?” A man wearing an apron came to Olga’s stall with a spatula. “There are still many of our customers waiting in line!”

Olga patted Elise’s shoulder. “Just let it go, Elise.”

Elise, who was slightly surprised, loosened her grip. Agatha withdrew her hand and huffed in annoyance. She went with Marc while rubbing her wrist.

“They’ll probably be back tomorrow.” The big nose man said after the crepes sellers had gone far enough. “And it can be nasty.”

“There’s nothing to be afraid of, sir.” Olga put on her smile again, then spoke to Elise. “Hey, I’m so exhausted today because I haven’t slept all night. I want to rest soon, so I can’t cook. We’ll stop by for lunch, okay?”

Elise could only open her mouth when she saw Olga, who still looked cheerful.