That night, Amy had just taken a bath, and was sitting obediently while Mag dried her hair. She looked up with an expectant gaze, and asked, Father, are we really going kite-flying tomorrow?

We sure are. Were not open for business tomorrow, and you dont have lessons, either, so Ill take you kite-flying. Mag nodded with a smile as he ran his fingers slowly through Amys soft hair, and only shut off the blow-dryer after making sure that her locks were completely dry.

Yay! I love kites! Im super excited! Amy leaned back, and rolled over on the bed before getting to her feet and jumping up and down with excitement. However, she quickly stopped, and a concerned look appeared on her face as she asked, But we dont have a kite. How are we going to fly a kite tomorrow?

Dont you worry about that. When you wake up tomorrow morning, youll be able to see a kite. What kind of kite do you want? Mag sat on the bed and stroked Amys head with a doting smile.

I want a super, super, super big kite, and it has to be a purple bird, a super beautiful one. Amy contemplated the question carefully before giving a response. Her smile widened a fraction as she stated each requirement, and it was as if she could already see a massive purple kite flying in the sky.

Alright, then well have a kite just like that tomorrow. Mag nodded with a smile. She had quite a few requirements, but with the systems help, satisfying them wouldnt be a problem.

Really? Youre the best, Father! Amy planted an elated kiss on Mags cheek. She then continued to jump around on her bed, and hummed tunelessly to herself, Big kite, flying high in the sky, big kite, my big kite

Meow!~ Ugly Duckling also began to jump around, but the bed was too tall for it to reach, so it could only jump around at the foot of the bed.

Mag wore a wide smile on his face at the sight of his elated daughter, and he said internally, System

Not selling! The systems resolute voice sounded before he had even finished his sentence.

Mags brows furrowed slightly. The system was growing more and more annoying.

I havent even said anything yet, and youre already refusing to sell? Why cant you sell yourself? Mag grumbled.

Please watch yourself! The system sells things, but thats different from selling oneself. From my studies, I have determined that the term selling oneself has very negative connotations, the system replied in a serious voice.

Oh? So what were your findings? Mag raised an eyebrow. The system was becoming more and more intelligent.

From your expression and tone, the system can tell that youre discriminating against females, the system analyzed in a serious manner.

Who said Im discriminating against females? Theyre earning money by selling their resources, and its a mutually consensual business model, so why would I discriminate against them? No matter what they do, its still better than those people who clearly have arms and legs, but still choose to go begging on the streets, Mag also replied in a serious manner.

Thats not the point. From your response, I can determine that youre putting the system in the same category as those people, the system argued.

Thats just your opinion; I refuse to comment on that, Mag responded with a calm expression before pursing his lips, and continuing, Alright, thats enough chit-chat. Tell me how much money itll take to buy a kite from you? Business has been booming the past couple of days, so I have a ton of money.

The system fell silent.

100 copper coins?

Still no response

200?

300? Thats the most Im willing to pay. At this price, I can get a high-quality custom-made kite. Mag remained unperturbed.

Could you add a bit more? The system finally broke its silence.

Mag contemplated that momentarily before conceding. 310 copper coins.

The kites crafted by the system are all made with a super light yet rigid carbon fiber frames, with high-quality sandalwood line reels and super strong lines that can withstand 10th-tier gale-force winds. The kites are a must-have for holidays, and all of them custom-made, so you can state any conditions, and the system will design it until you are completely satisfied! The systems voice suddenly became quite vehement.

So? Mag asked with a smile.

310 copper coins arent even enough to cover material costs. Dont you want your kite to beat others from the starting line? Dont you want your kite to fly far higher than all of the other kites in the square? Dont you want to bask in the envious and admiring gazes from your daughter and countless other onlookers? If those things sound good to you, then for a limited time, we are slashing our pricesnot to 998, not to 888, but a super low 598 for a supreme quality super kite! The systems voice became even more animated.

Show me what you got first, Mag said in a calm voice. In all honesty, he was a little tempted by the systems advertising. In particular, when he heard the part about the admiring gaze from his daughter, he was struck by the impulsive urge to place an order right away.

No problem! the system responded. A series of kite images immediately appeared in Mags mind. There were ordinary kites as well as kites of all types of different shapes and styles, even humanoid ones including Nami and Boa Hancock from One Piece, Kallen from Code Geass

System, otakus wouldnt go out to fly kites, so why are you showing me all this random crap? Mag pursed his lips. He was finding it difficult to keep up with the systems shenanigans.

Youre an otaku, but you want to fly a kite, dont you? the system retorted.

Hey, Ive never been an otaku in this life nor my previous one, alright? Have you ever seen an otaku constantly on the hunt for delicious cuisine? Mag asked in a disdainful voice.

But on the Settings tab of your Weibo account, you ticked the otaku option. From that, I can deduce that you identify with being an otaku in your heart, the system retorted.

I ticked that one for the laughs. Mag didnt even recall ticking that option himself, but that wasnt important. He browsed through the entire catalogue, and still couldnt find a kite that satisfied Amys conditions. Thus, he said, System, make me a kite according to Amys conditions. Make it a badass one that can put all other kites to shame.

Ding! The system is designing your kite, the concept art will be ready in one minute! The systems voice sounded.

Mag was already used to the systems super high efficiency. After all, how else would he have been able to farm in the Wind Forest?

After jumping around for a bit, Amy tired herself out, and fell asleep.

Mag picked her up, placed her on the bed, then placed Ugly Duckling beside her, and tucked them both in. There was still a smile lingering on Amys face even during sleep, indicating that she was very much looking forward to flying a kite.

Ding! Ten concept designs have been created; please pick one! The systems voice sounded again.

Holy f*ck! Isnt that a purple-striped griffin??? Mags expression became quite peculiar after taking a glance.