Bianka's understanding of "money" had always been lacking.
In her short life so far, "money" had always been like a passing object that only existed in the mouths of others.
Everything she did earned her a large amount of "contribution," and Otto would never trouble her with life's problems.
So Bianka's concept of [money] was still at the stage of "this is a thank-you gift that must be given to the other party when taking something."
Children would always exchange precious things with each other to show their friendship, and it just so happened that this kind of thing did not have much precious meaning to Bianka.
And now, Bianka truly understood what the charm of [money] was.
"Little 'Kiana'~ Come and try on this outfit!" Cecilia held up a set of children's clothes full of youthful style. Just with the naked eye, one could see that the material and craftsmanship of the clothes were very good.
The size and style of the outfit were very suitable for Bianka. Cecilia's eyes were full of anticipation for Bianka to try it on, but Bianka's eyes were only filled with a sense of fear.
In this short half hour, she had already been made to try on six sets of clothes by Cecilia!
From a simple white dress in the same style as Cecilia's to a completely different style of graffiti hip-hop, as well as cyberpunk, runaway princess...
The variety of clothes had simply refreshed Bianka's concept of [clothes].
Watching herself in the mirror constantly changing into different appearances, Bianka felt a strange feeling in her heart while being physically and mentally exhausted.
In the beginning, her daily life was arranged by Otto. Why "arranged"? Because Otto really made a list, down to what number of clothes to wear each day, and what number of window to eat from. These were all arranged.
At that time, she also regarded these as a kind of mission and worked hard to complete it. It was only after she discovered that these things could be done without much effort that they gradually became her daily routine.
Later, through Otto's introduction, she was handed over to Rita, and all her food, clothing, and housing also fell into Rita's hands.
Unlike Otto, who arranged everything and let Bianka do it herself, Rita would take the initiative to do everything and wait for her to enjoy the results.
When she was kicked out of her own residence and moved into the big dormitory with Rita, Bianka waited for Rita's order for a long time, and finally at twelve o'clock noon, she waited for the order to "eat."
No... was that really an order? Even thinking about it now, Bianka instinctively felt that it wasn't an order, but more like a simple... call?
After that simple "time to eat," Bianka's life took a different turn.
Rita would prepare everything for her, from the clothes she wore every morning to what she could eat for supper every day. Rita would arrange everything in advance. Bianka had hardly ever thought about these things, at most, it was a thought of "what will we eat tonight," which could only be called an expectation.
And during this period, Bianka had not touched a single penny except when paying for lunch in the cafeteria.
And because she was a member of a special squad, the process of paying for lunch was too strange... This further deepened Bianka's misunderstanding of money.
It wasn't until today that Cecilia said, "If we don't have money, we might not be able to eat lunch today," that Bianka suddenly realized how important money was!
And to entrust such an important thing to her, wasn't this the greatest trust in her?!
She, Bianka, would swear to defend this cup of water that decided their lunch!
No matter what kind of powerful opponent, even if Captain Shu himself came, she would definitely not...
Uh, it seems that's really not something she can protect.
Then even if Gu Chu appeared again, she, Bianka, would never give up a single drop of water!
Bianka could accept being defeated by Shu and losing today's lunch, but what she couldn't accept was that her lunch today was slowly slipping away from her!
Watching the clothes held by Cecilia getting closer and closer, Bianka turned sideways in horror, trying to protect the canteen hanging on her body.
"Cecilia... -sama." Bianka, who had been silent all the way, finally decided to speak. She looked at Cecilia with a trembling voice, as timid as a hamster who wanted to protect its food but didn't dare to make a sound.
"We've already bought six sets of clothes! We've used up a lot of water! If we continue like this..."
We might really not be able to eat lunch!
Bianka wanted to say that, but she couldn't get the second half of the sentence out.
That was her own selfish thought, after all. If she said it so openly, what would Cecilia think of her?
She had been entrusted with such an important thing, but all she could think about was today's lunch?
Cecilia paused, coming out of the flow state of the dress-up game. She looked back at the six shopping bags that had been packed, and then at Bianka's protective look, and smiled a little embarrassedly.
"But this outfit really suits little 'Kiana'. Just let Mom... let me try it on, okay?"
Cecilia was actually acting cute to Bianka?! Who was the one taking care of the child here!
Bianka's retreating posture was serious, but in the end, because she didn't seriously refuse, she happily received the seventh outfit.
Looking at the canteen where she could already see the water level, Bianka looked at the seven bags in Cecilia's hand and suddenly felt that she was very likely to starve to death here at noon today.
Cecilia hadn't brought anything with her just to make it easier to carry things, right? Seven outfits had not filled Cecilia's hands. Bianka couldn't believe how many more things Cecilia could carry!
But at least they had left the clothing store... Bianka breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel Cecilia pushing her towards another place.
Bianka looked up alertly and saw four big words.
"Sighing Hair Salon"
What was this? Another profession that Bianka had never seen before...
Sensing the danger, Bianka quietly raised her hand and covered the canteen.
"We have the clothes, so we can't skip a nice hairstyle," Cecilia said, bending down and holding Bianka's shoulders with both hands. With a smile, she pushed Bianka into the hair salon.
"Let me see..." After entering the hair salon, Cecilia hesitated for a moment, staring at Bianka for a while before making a decision.
"Let's get the same hairstyle as me! That way, the relationship between me and little 'Kiana' will be even closer!"