“Grab a deck of 40 magic Pot of Greed cards. If that doesn’t work, then as many as the Pot can give you…!”

Leonard’s eyes widened. “Erica, you’re a genius…!” he laughed. He could see it clearly, a full deck of cards that could each make anything that he could grab with his hands. He reached down and took hold of… two cards. “It can only make two.”

She put a hand to her chin, muttering to herself. “Right, Pot just lets you draw two cards…” She eventually told him “Okay, leave it on the ground, but put it on its side while you’re crouching. Then run away as fast as you can while pulling your arm from the Pot…!”

His eyes widened. “T-That’s the plan…? I mean… I guess mine’s not much better…” he groaned.

“What was your plan?”

“Lay on my back and kick it away from me into the air with my legs.” Lenny admitted.

Erica’s eyes widened.

“Okay, I think this should work.” Erica huffed.

“Really? You don’t think this is too awkward?”

He was sitting on the ground, legs crossed, and holding his arm out. Erica was standing bowlegged with her hands on the Pot that Lenny currently had his hand inside of, ready to throw it away from the pair.

Her butt was also right in his face.

She nodded, saying “This is fine, just tell me when you’re ready. Get a good grip on those cards, alright?”

“A-Alright…” he muttered, trying to ignore the sight in front of him for his pants’ sake. His fingers curled around the cards, pressing them into his palm. “Got them. Now!”

It felt like he’d blinked, the Pot was off his hand one moment, then the edges of a fireball were visible behind Erica’s ass.

“Holy shit, you got them…!” she squealed.

“It… it worked…?” Leonard muttered. He pulled out his original card from his pocket, only to see it disintegrate into a cloud of glowing particles. But once he held out the two new Pot of Greed cards, a physical Pot appeared for each of them. “… did we just figure out infinite money…?” he asked.

Erica looked down at him from between her legs, a wild grin on her face. “Only one way to find out…!” she cackled.

Further testing showed that there could only be three viable Pot of Greed cards at any given moment. Meaning that once they had generated three copies, then the most a Pot could generate was one further copy of its own card and another item. They agreed that sticking to magic Yu-Gi-Oh cards was the best way to use it, since “two cards” was an easier thing to keep a hold of compared to “one card and one other larger thing”. And the throwing position they’d come up with worked the best when Erica could have space to toss the Pot before it explodes, so they’d need to get their throwing done now while it wouldn’t be suspicious to be in Leonard’s parent’s backyard. That meant planning out their Pot pulls.

“What if it’s a Monster card we draw with the spot…? Could we summon a real Dragonmaid to clean the apartment…?” Lenny asked.

“You never know, it might just grab another cosplayer like with me. Besides, I feel great…! Like I could clean two, no, three apartments by myself…!” Erica gushed.

“… hm. I still need to tell her. And… we’re certainly in a neutral enough position…” Leonard thought, before asking Erica “Could you sit down? I wanted to talk to you about something.” as he put away his three Pots of Greed.

She sat, adopting the same cross legged sitting style as him, a smile on her face. “What’s up?” she asked.

“Okay. Remember when you felt sick this morning?”

“Yeah, I usually feel sick in the morning. Normally I just power through it for work, but your milk must’ve super-charged me or something.”

Leonard gulped. “Right. There’s something I didn’t mention about Servants and Masters. Servants need… Mana, to stay functioning. In the Gacha game I play that they’re from, they have a secondary source for that. But there’s another way for when they don’t have any other options.”

“… what’s that?” Her smile now was less wide, more like an upturning of the lips at this point.

“… okay, not gonna sugarcoat it. The special way was sex, Masters and Servants would have sex with each other to for what they called a ‘Mana Transfer’. There was some stuff about ‘prana’ being transferred in the fluids, the franchise started from a porn game so they needed some way to get the nudity in there. And like, when you were sick… I thought the worst. A Servant without Mana will disappear, and… I tried something drastic.”

“… mm-hmm?” Now Erica’s mouth was a horizontal line.

“Look, I… I mixed my cum into your breakfast cereal. I’m sorry, I won’t do it again, just… please don’t kill me…? I’m pretty sure you’re getting stronger cause of being my Servant plus the whole cum-eating thing giving you Mana, you were definitely not as fast before compared to the Pot-throwing.” Leonard’s words spilled out like an uncoordinated dropping of four or five boxes of donuts, along with a single coffee cup. “C-Can you forgive me…”