[Crossover] The Man Worth Only Fifty Bucks

Looking back on her younger years, Sasha thought the stupidest thing she'd ever done was sleep with a man who'd never make her his wife, while secretly hoping to marry him. Afterward, sitting on the edge of the bed, she finally realized where the sleeping man's familiar feeling came from and covered her face with her hands. He didn't wake until he was out in the sun, hanging the sheets to dry. When he reached out, all he found was an empty, icy bed and... five hundred dollars on the nightstand. Sasha, completely drunk and slurring: "L-listen, let's be reasonable! That guy's skills were only worth fifty bucks. The other four hundred and fifty... I was just doing him a favor! A little nest egg for his three future kids! I-I was blind! I'm amazing, so there's no way I'm heartbroken! A man who goes around sowing his wild oats is totally unreliable! He has no sense of responsibility! All he wants to do all day is cause trouble! I-I don't even like him! I'm not heartbroken! Waaaaah!" The man whose skills were only worth fifty bucks: "All right, all right. I know you're amazing. But I think I ought to appeal that evaluation of my skills... Don't cry, and don't wipe your nose on... Fine, my suit's ruined. How about we go home once you feel better?" Reader's Guide: 1. I haven't seen many stories about female fans of Old Man Logan, so A You is giving it a try. An ordinary girl genius heroine x a chuunibyou Old Man Logan who's a mutant. 2. The timeline is a mess, and the heroine transmigrates with knowledge of the plot. 3. My second attempt at writing a fluffy romance. 4. Anything I can't explain is just A You's super-logical reasoning.