RealDreams emporium

The inside of the automatic car was much more fancy than James had ever expected.

"How is this seat more comfortable than my bed...?"

James mumbled to himself, lying on the back seat with his legs stretched onto the front windowsill.

Of course, part of it may be due to him ordering the most expensive car available at the station.

James chuckled, reliving the shock and awe of the other pedestrian's faces when he pulled out his black card.

None of them had any idea what kind of wealth he held in his grasp.

'Although... it would be nice to have better clothes.'

James looked down at his current attire—a dirty white tank top and a pair of tattered jeans that was stained with grease.

But before he could order a detour for a nearest fancy clothes shop, the car stopped on its own.

[We have arrived at your destination. Have a nice day!]

The automatic voice in the car said in a cheerful tone.

James looked out of the window and saw a towering skyscraper made of white marbles, with a huge logo of RealDream. Co placed upfront.

"Oh well, they sell regular stuff in there too, right?"

James got off the car and headed toward the front door.

Turns out, his dingy attire proved to be a small problem in the long run.

At first, the security guards at the front gates of the emporium tried to prevent him from entry and even accused him of theft.

However, after a quick check, they flipped their attitude 180° and welcomed James with the red carpet rolled out.

—literally, it was James's first time ever stepping on a red carpet.

"Have a good day!"

James waved at the security guards, who kept bowing with endless Thank you, sir and_ _Have a good day, sir, until he was out of sight.

A shiver of excitement passed down James as he headed to the VIP section.

Having random people he had never known be so obedient toward him...it provided a new feeling to him.

He liked it. He couldn't wait to get some characters for himself.

Luckily, the VIP room was empty when James arrived. He didn't want to get in a fight with some snob when he was in such a good mood.

"First thing first, I need some better clothes before I go shopping."

There was a changing room filled with suits of all sizes. James picked out the most soft-looking ones and changed into them.

After changing into a more acceptable billionaire, he tossed his old clothes into the trash can.

He won't be needing them anyway.

When he got back out to inspect the VIP room some more, he found an interactive kiosk at the corner of the room.

After clicking through a few pannels of basic tutorials, the kiosk revealed its entire roster of shopping items.

"Sweet."

James swiped through the rows and rows of products he could buy.

He especially itched to check on [Characters for Sale!] And [Mod for Characters], until something else caught his eyes.

It was a bar advertisement at the very below of the screen, where it said:

[Is it your first time shopping for a character?

Call a guide specifically tuned to navigate you through the complicated process of your first purchase!]

"Huh. This sounds promising."

He clicked [Order one now!], and the pop-up said [Sending a guide to your current location...].

After 5 minutes or so, someone knocked on the entrance.

"Yes?"

James opened the door.

A beautiful woman with blonde hair smiled dazzlingly at him.

"Hello, sir. I hope you are enjoying the VIP room provided by RealDreams. Co.

Are you James Gardner?"

James blinked a few times, too stunned to answer the question.

He wasn't used to people talking to him enthusiastically.

The vast majority of people had ignored him, apart from a few exceptions who scoffed or wrinkled their nose when they came close.

As James stood motionless, dumbfounded, his eyes scanned the woman standing in front of her.

Her blonde hair was tied into a neat bun. The white shirt had a plump hill on the chest area, indicating her huge tits.

James gulped, staring down at the pair of white mounds.

"Sir?"

The woman tilted her head in confusion.

But her concerned voice bounced off of James's ears as he slowly reached forward.

Boing!

"Ah!"

The woman gasped as two rough hands groped on her tits without warning.

Her alarmed yelp jerked James out of his lustful trance.

He looked up at the blonde woman, his heart thumping faster than ever before.

"Are you a person?"

He asked.

If this was a real woman, he would be in some serious trouble.

But he had a gut feeling that this one wasn't—it was a character, which meant he could do whatever he wanted to do with her.

After a tense moment...the woman smiled.

"Of course not, sir. My character name is Artoria Pendragon, or Saber.

I am here as your guide, but you can use me however you please until closing time."

James gulped again. What she was saying felt too good to be true.

"So...if I asked you to, say, take off your shirt..."

"Would you like me to?"

Saber asked with a smile.

After a split second of pause, James nodded.

As soon as he made his intentions clear, Saber immediately sprang to action.

She unbuttoned the front of her shirt at blinding speed, revealing her toned stomach and white laced bra.

James gawked at the tits as Saber held open her shirt for his enjoyment.

Once she'd assumed he had seen enough, Saber shrugged off the shirt and gathered her arms to the front.

"Is there anything else you want, sir?"

She asked with a seductive smile.