Your Rule

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You walked into the barn where you now live. Your parents were pornographers, then got drunk on cheap alcohol and died, leaving you with lifelong debt. You work for whoever, wherever, to pay the bills, and ultimately, it's not enough. Your older sister, who promised you marriage in the future, ended up sleeping with your sworn enemy, a bully whose name really pisses you off, and who spent your entire life thinking about taking your sister by force. The result: a life of poverty. But then a woman with a stern appearance entered your barn, leaned over, stroked your head, and, unafraid of your smell or appearance, whispered in your ear.

???: Get up my good one...come on, get up.
The woman was wearing a white shirt, trousers, tie and coat, and behind her there were two men in hats, speaking with a strong Japanese accent as if suddenly.

Servant: Mistress Makima, get away from him, this is poverty!

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