"Goo...d...Mo....rn...ing."
"Looks like someone crashed yesterday, I thought you were pretty strong because you have that impact during our workshop class but to think you were weak in bed. hahaha Want me to give you some tips?"
"haaah, I lost almost half of my allowance in one night. Who are you saying is weak? This guy used all the money I set as the limit by inviting the whole 'month' sisters. It's not wonder he is this weak, he went up against twelve ladies at the same time."
"M-monster! How are you still alive? Well how was it? How many did you get through before you fell?"
"Let...me...rest."
"Alright that's enough let's just go to class or we would be late."
"Let's go, I lost a lot of money this last two weeks with the private workshop, the sabotage, and tonight but it was worth it!! Me and my love went to the highest mountain of the continent last night. It was the most ama-"
"Shut up!! My head is pounding my brain, let me enjoy a moment of peace!"
"That was your fault chatterbox, let's go leave him alone for now. He died on the battlefield, show some respect."

I failed, I now know the limit of my skill. That has exhausting, for the first time in my life, I am physically exhausted even with my stamina boosting passive. The head of the twelve months, January, is actually a buffer. Every time I took down a couple of them she would start to heal them and the battle would continue. There was also that part midway where they glowed white and suddenly got stronger. I didn't get a wink of sleep until late this morning, 49 rounds but I only took down 4 of them. The four weakest members September to November and it most probably be because they are still newbies.

"I see you people still have trouble making a knife. Good grape wine, It looks like all of you aren't motivated enough. Let's do this, as an incentive those who can make a knife with a somewhat great quality, I will let them accompany me to an auction. I will be selling a few pieces of my work and as an even added challenge, I will give one person who can make an excellent quality knife .5% of the profits I make."
"Teacher, how will you judge the quality?"
"75% functionality 20% aesthetics 5% creativity. I will use my own standards so even if one of your family members see your work as excellent, I will not necessarily say the same. You student's should already be at the age where you know when your parents says 'You are the most handsome/beautiful in the world' it's mostly them spoiling you."

.5 how cheap are you not to mention you will judge so you can just say no one reached your so called 'excellent' quality. In the end no one would earn .5%. However, an auction, huh. That seems interesting, it's a good place to see the prices of materials and other peoples work. I think auction places set the starting bid to market prices. I can also see what kind of works the people here like. I still have trouble making handles but I think my standard of work can pass for a good quality, just in case should I go through one of those expensive shops and see what kind of knife could be excellent?

The problem with visiting those shops is that it makes me feel out of place. Everyone that visits those look high-class while I only have a worn out t-shirt and pants. I don't really want to buy another set of clothes yet since I am still saving money. Ah!!! I'm an idiot! I already have the best example in front of me! The teacher is always making knives every time we have workshop class and he said that he will auction some of his works. His works is the best example I could see, it's also free.

However, the knife the teacher makes is really plain. It looks very ordinary without the shred of decorations. I still don't have the eye to judge whether something is good or bad at a glance, I need to build up more experience to be able to do that. If I had some kind of appraisal this wouldn't be that hard. I should just look at the process, thankfully he doesn't use skills during the knife making process. Is this a hint from him? That is actually pretty smart and sneaky.

I have been a class example/dummy/test subject for a long time so I should already be familiar on how sneaky teachers can get. I guess I am suppressing those memories. I need to train myself mentally when I have the chance. A clear and calm mind is helpful in everything so there is no downside.

"yo, are you alright now brill? It looks like chatterbox is still high from love so he says he wants to treat us to a restaurant this afternoon."
"I thought he spent a lot of his allowance already?"
"It's his money so don't question it."
"I don't want to create a debt. What if he guilts us into another ridiculous request?.....guilting me won't work though. I just don't want the annoyance."
"That seems probable. Then should we decline?"
"No, we order using our money and wait until he gets really drunk. When that happens, he won't remember what happens and we can order as much as we want. If he ask tell him he got so happy about his girlfriend and decided to buy the whole restaurant a round of drinks. Don't be specific, just say you are also partly drunk and couldn't remember clearly."
"So smart yet so despicable. As expected of you."

This isn't anything smart. It happens every time in earth but I guess it is not that common here. In earth its worst since this is the basic strategy of low lives who pick up ladies at bars, based on movies I watched since I don't frequent bars.

Finally finished. I think I made new progress today. If only I can see the progress bar. I would probably be reborn when I die in this life too so I wonder if it's a good choice to be a scholar in the next life? If I make it far enough the job tree, I would unlock an appraisal skill but the scholar tree only levels up when I do research, read books, write books and teach. That is so boring! I'll decide when I know my race like in the current life I have.

The streets after sunset is really lively. The only time I stayed outside of school is during the duel but after that we went straight to the brothel. I didn't have time to look around and see things, the smell of street food is appetizing. The bars are full of cheers and conversations. The red-light district is more colourful and alluring. The streets is bustling with activity and the sidewalks are full of vendors promoting their wares. I will avoid going outside after sun down starting today, it's loud, messy, crowded and annoying.

It looks like the restaurant chatterbox invited us to is a medium class one. It's not necessarily luxurious but not that cheap either thus it is not as crowded as the bars I hear from afar.

"Hey! Over here! My friends! Come and celebrate with me!!"

Looks like we don't have to wait for long. The idiot is already drunk, I wonder if I could ask him for some money directly?

"Looks like you started without us. Waiter, bring me some meat dishes, some fish and whatever he was drinking."
"I'll take some soup, preferably one that can help someone recover. Some grilled fish too and a light drink."
"Yes, sirs"

I still feel sore from what happened last night. I didn't even have a proper sleep yet. I did faint but that was a 2 hour nap at best, when I woke up I could see the teasing expression of January. That was the worst, if I get another chance I will surely take revenge. I should probably level up my [Traveller] class to help boost my stamina further. No, no, no, I will only do that when I have time. The first priority I need to do now is to be a successful blacksmith. I don't want to strengthen myself just so I can waste money trying to out sex a sex worker.

"Friends! Buddies! Brothers! It's good to see you here!"
"How was it last night? It looks like you still can't forget about her till now."
"It was amazing. I felt the world open up that night."

hmm, It seems love wasn't the only spice he got that night. I saw it from June but there really is an attraction skill in that kind of job and from the looks of this love drunk fool, that Lisa is a high leveled expert.

"Woo, if you say she is that good then perhaps I should try her next time I visit. I chose the buff dwarf lady that night and we got a bit rough, it was almost like a real battle. We ended up with a knockout tie, with a punch to each others cheek and a full climax too."
"I guarantee it! Your choice also seems exciting. I should try her too next time. Hey, want to do a double room?"
"Oh, that seems fun. Hey brill want to join us?"
"Yeah, yeah join us. I can show off my Lisa's skills to you! Ah, you pay for your own next time."
"No thank you."

What is wrong with these guys? Victor and the buff dwarf 'fighting' is weird but this chatterbox is really weird. I know he is pretty open minded since he chose to date a lady of the night but to invite his friends and team up to show off her girl friends skills is shocking. Is this normal? I'll take no part of that kind of debauchery, thank you.

*whisper*

"There is something wrong with chatterbrain."
"Hmm I don't see anything wrong though?"
"Let him drink some more, he is still conscious of what is happening."
"Oh, right the plan. Good thing you noticed."

*whisper*

"Waiter, more drinks in this table please."
"Waiter, more soup and fish for me."
"Now you get the spirit! Drink! Drink! Drink some more!"

*slam*

Thank goodness, he finally fell. He wouldn't change his drink to a stronger one so it took a bit longer but he is finally down. I went back and forth from the washroom from drinking that much soup and wine. It was worth it though, the soup really had a bit of a refreshing effect for my body.

*Smoke*

Hmm, a pink smoke just flew out of chatterbox's ear. It looks like lisa didn't use any skills but just a special alchemist potion to entrapped him. Is it an incest or did they mix it with the food? I didn't get affected and from victor's story everything went fine for him as well. Ah! I get it now. The thing they used must be expensive so they only target the really rich. My and victor's identity is still not investigated fully so they did not waste such precious stuff to us.

Should I tell him or not?

"Victor"
"I know, you have to watch out for things like this when you travel outside. This is called 'smoke of gratitude', I don't know who named it but it's mostly known as 'sog'. It makes the person hopelessly feel positive favourability to the other person they first see. There are a lot of sly employers who also use things like this to get out of paying. They mix the same thing to the drinks I ordered last night, the women there should have a resistance to this stuff since there were also some sog mixed in their drinks. You can get yourself cured with a simple recovery potion, it seems like you don't need it though."
"The soup I was eating has some recovery effect, this should be a diluted potion. He felt jealous of me looking refreshed so he ordered one for himself."
"Right, so we already did what we should do. When he wakes up, his head should be clear. Let him decide what to do next."
"I wasn't going to say something like dissuading him. I was thinking, this would be the last time he would waste money like this."
"ah..."
"Waiter, he will pay."
"Wait for me. Ah, waiter, he will also be renting a room here since he is dead drunk. He will pay."
"Yes, sirs."

I'm amazed. Looks like the waiter is used to this kind of situations. He didn't even flinch when me and victor left him with a dead drunk friend. I hope he makes a sensible choice when he wakes up otherwise we won't be able to accompany him anymore. Even if it's his money he is wasting.