A Broker in a Matriarchal World Can't Be All Sweet and Coy

Love lies in a haze, mist shrouds the city. You return without asking, while I languish in the cold spring...

As one of the earliest intermediaries, a broker must be good at reading people and know how to speak with tact. But to make it as a male broker in a world ruled by women, you'll have to make plenty of sacrifices.

Everything has a price. Pay enough, and you can get anything... even... a moment of true affection.

What would you like, dear customer?

My heart? Hahahaha, it's very expensive, dear customer. Besides, I only sell fakes.

Everything is for sale here. Whether you're a wandering hero, an emperor or minister, or a foreigner, if you can pay the price, I'll sell it to you.

Sell too much love, and things won't end well for you. Would you like it by the piece or by the portion?

Life's brief span remains unfulfilled, its glow undimmed. This moment tonight feels like another life long ago.