Zhara sighed in relief as the smithy started calming down a bit. She'd take the sacks of gil that were placed down by John and Yheli and would head to the back of the smithy, unlocking a safe where Chachan kept his earnings and putting the bags of gil inside before taking out a decent amount and closing it back up. She then came out to the front and would sit down on one of the cushions near the kotasu as she watched Chachan continue to help Yheli. She stayed quiet for the most part as she looked over some of their bills she found in the moogle mail earlier, and paid them accordingly, putting gil in the proper envelopes before sealing them and putting them in a small pile next to her.
She then headed to the back for a second time. And like a sneaky bitch, she opened her own gil purse up and deposited a large sum of her -own- earnings into the safe. Zhara was very quiet about her regular donations, but if she told Chachan what she did - she knew he would give her the gil right back. Chachan always wanted Zhara to spend her extra money on herself, but little did he know that all she wanted was for his smithy to be successful and for him to be happy. Could she live a lavish lifestyle with her pop idol status? Of course, but he was her sun, and her sun shined brighter than any jewel she could possibly afford.
She then headed to the back for a second time. And like a sneaky bitch, she opened her own gil purse up and deposited a large sum of her -own- earnings into the safe. Zhara was very quiet about her regular donations, but if she told Chachan what she did - she knew he would give her the gil right back. Chachan always wanted Zhara to spend her extra money on herself, but little did he know that all she wanted was for his smithy to be successful and for him to be happy. Could she live a lavish lifestyle with her pop idol status? Of course, but he was her sun, and her sun shined brighter than any jewel she could possibly afford.
