Reborn in a Dating Sim: Life as a Mob is hard in an Equestria Girl’s Dating Game!

Reborn in a Dating Sim:

Life as a Mob is hard in an Equestria Girl’s Dating Game!

Chapter Interlude

“How did that puffed up mob get so much power?!” Satin groused as she sat on the incredibly soft bed, “Ugh! He came in and ruined my perfect game play. I was supposed to get ahead, and I was supposed to be the princess! That was my dream since coming to this stupid dating sim world! Sure, getting dick from five different guys is just another night, but damn it I was supposed to live a life of ease and security! I was supposed to have money!”

Her angry banter caused the young wolfkin to walk into the room. The young boy was roughly sixteen years old, and his features were well defined. A blessing from his genetics. She’d planted the seeds of want, and Prince Apollo had gotten together with Posh Proppers and purchased him for her. In the game he had been something of a little brother. Here he was a bit different, “Good morning miss, I see that you’ve already started the day off with a large cup of self pity. I hope that there’s still room for breakfast.”

She wanted to strangle the little bastard, “I suppose,” she replied as she turned and saw him bringing the plate over. On it was a collection of fresh vegetables, a measly strip of bacon, and a single soft boiled egg, “Wait, Anubis, what’s this? Why did you bring so many vegetables?” she asked, her eyebrows furrowing together, “I would rather have bacon and eggs, I’ve told you this. I don’t like vegetables.”

He breathed out, and she wanted to cringe, “Miss, the vegetables are important. You need to eat them in order to have a well balanced meal. In truth, I thought that you would have learned that in your health class, or rather you would if you weren’t so busy ingesting your self pity,” he replied with a voice that sounded as if it was long suffering, “Besides needing the nutrition the simple fact remains that if you continue to eat just what you have been, without exercise, then you will get the point that you no longer fit into your clothes.”

She wanted to strangle him and hang him up by his wolf ears. She closed her eyes before it got too much further. A simple thought crossed her mind. He was just a servant, a slave, and another possible method of stress relief, or he would be if he wasn’t so damned annoying! She breathed out again, taking a moment to adjust herself. She didn’t like that her little sister was going to be coming to the academy next year, and that meant that she would have to deal with Cozy Glow.

Her sister had the cutesy act down pat a lot better than she did, and she would have fit into the role of the protagonist a lot easier. The difference is that she wouldn’t have stopped with the love interests. No, she would go after all of the professors, the administration staff, and everyone else that could be considered beneficial in some way. That was who and what she was. She was an annoying little squirt that made her life harder.

And then there was that stupid mob! Ugh, he got in her way, he was doing things to piss her off, and it seemed like he was friends with Both Diamond Tiara and the original protagonist. The fact that he seemed to be overpowered made things harder. Still, if his interest was in the original protagonist then he could keep her. Let them have kids together in disgrace, she didn’t care. But she wasn’t going to let him ruin things for her. She hated that he reminded her so much of her older brother in her previous life.

That big dummy had always tried to get things to work better. He’d insisted on her trying to do things the right way. Sure, she could be a brat at times, but she’d always tried to express how much she cared for him. Well, at least she thought that she had. Maybe it fell flat, but she could have sworn that she had. She looked at the plate of vegetables before her, looked at Anubis, and slowly began to pick at the vegetables.

He wasn’t like anyone in her former life. He was a reminder that she was still the person she had always been. As she picked at her vegetables the reminder of what had happened in that other world came to her. Her brother had died, the realization of what actually happened came out, and her parents had disowned her. She was eighteen, so there was no holding on for things to get better. They didn’t have to keep housing her. She’d spent a couple of nights at a friend’s house, or did until her friend’s parents heard the entire story from her parents. Then once again she was out.

From there she had to get a job. It also meant sleeping in a shelter for a couple of weeks until she got paid. The shelter was upgraded to a ratty apartment in a bad part of the city they lived in. Still, it was a roof over her head, and it was better than nothing else. She needed money, she needed security, and she thought she found both in her husband. He was a promising young Information Technology professional. He had a chance to pull in some real money, and she latched onto him with some mind blowing sex.

She’d done things she wasn’t proud of to get him to want to be with her, and then she went a step further in order to get him to decide he didn’t need a prenup. Everything she’d done had been for the sole purpose of ensuring that she could live the kind of life she wanted. The problem was that she’d opened a door. Her new husband wanted to break into another business, and without warning he changed their lives.

She had come home to find a video camera, digital, top shelf, their bedroom decorated like a gamer’s wet dream, and him waiting with a set of cat ears, a collar, a plug with a tail, and plenty of lube. He explained that he’d quit his job, and that they were going to focus on his passion project. They were going into porn. She’d presented herself as a power bottom, and in order to keep the same kind of lifestyle she had going, that was what she was going to have to do from now on.

Her entire life from the point on felt hollow. She’d allowed things to happen to her that she wasn’t comfortable with. The kind of things that ruined people. The kind of things that ended with people knowing that the entire world they had would be gone in a few short days. Only it wasn’t days. It was two filming sessions. Everything she had built for herself through him was gone. She was doing the work, he was filming, and she hated him a little more each day. She hated what she had to do, she hated that each morning began with her looking at the fresh hell that had come to film with her, and she hated that in the end this was all there was.

She couldn’t leave him, not now. The no prenup had bit her in the ass. The moment she left there would be no money. He would take half of their business, and she would be left paying alimony. She’d played herself, and it just stacked from there. The accident, her accident, was the best thing to happen to her. She was brought to this world, and she was born the daughter of a Viscount. That should have meant a life of mostly ease, but of course that wasn’t the truth. Her parents were terrible with money. They took out loans to pay for the dumbest things she’d ever seen.

She’d had to hide her tuition money for the Academy to ensure that she could come. And even then her father and mother had attempted to have the funds redirected home. It was a claim that they needed the funds for an emergency. It wasn’t one. It was her mother wanting a new layout for their entertaining rooms. She pushed the thoughts of her previous life away from her, and she munched on a carrot that was there. She saw Anubis looking pleased with himself, and she silently wanted to strangle him again.

“Miss,” he said as he observed her, “I wanted to inform you that the school’s festival is quickly approaching. There has been quite a bit of discussion on what would be happening. I suppose that I should ask what is your plans for us that day?”

She took another carrot, accepting that they were better than nothing, “We’re going to open a cafe. I want to open one where the girls can be waited on by the most popular boys. I figure that it would be a decent start, and if nothing else we could ensure that we’re nice and in the black. I’d like to see our accounts having a little more money in them. Especially since I just had to pay off those loans!”

There was a disappointed look on his face, “I am sorry that your parents signed your name to them. I suppose that since you have become connected to the Prince, in even a remote way, it allowed them to open new accounts. That is damaging.”

She nodded, “It really is,” she admitted, “It’s damaging to my future, and to everything that I’m trying to build here. I don’t know how they expect me to make something of myself if they keep trying to steal my future from me! Why can’t they just leave me alone and let me grow?! Can’t they understand the harm that they’re doing?! Ugh! I swear they’re the worst!”

He observed her, and she knew that he was waiting, “Be it as it may, the loans are dealt with, and thanks to Posh Proppers they won’t be able to take anymore out for the time being. That said, there is another detail to attend to,” he said as he handed her an envelope, “The fact that we attended the ceremony for Viscount Copper Plum Bit means that we are obligated to acknowledge his rise in ranking, congratulate him, and of course send a token gift.”

She huffed at that, “Of course it does,” she groused, “he’s just that damned annoying! Fine, it doesn’t really matter. I’ll get him something. Maybe I’ll send him a cheap blend of tea. Something so awful that no one could make a decent cup from it,” she said with a slight smile before she saw his reaction, “Oh come-on! He deserves it and you know it!”

He rolled his eyes at her, “Miss, whatever slights you believe he has caused are not really applicable. He has preformed for the good of the kingdom, or at least that is the reasoning behind it. That means that his actions have been deemed as acceptable. It doesn’t matter if we accept them or not,” he replied to her, “And on top of that continuing to hold a grudge, for the sake of holding one, is not fitting manners for a noble woman of your standing.”

She groaned and looked at him, “Fine,” she admitted after a moment, “I get it. I should get him a decent gift. So, what do you think would be an acceptable gift?”

He studied her for a moment, “Unfortunately I don’t have an answer, but I would suggest that you speak to one of your suitors. I believe that they could potentially provide you with an answer. If nothing else they could give you some direction that you hadn’t considered. That might be well worth the chance of tasking them with thinking.”

She knew what he was saying, and she couldn’t really argue with it. The boys were mostly useless. Sure, they were pretty to look at, but their actual skills outside of being rich trust fund kids were lacking. The one thing they all had going for them was the fact that they were adventurers. Each of them were accomplished, to some degree, and that meant that they could potentially do well on their own in a labyrinth. It was something that they’d begun to work on to help supply some money.

Of course she’d gotten every permission slip she could get ahold of to go into the Capital’s Labyrinth. The cores from the crystal ants, wasps, and scorpions were the most valuable, and they were the ones that she wanted to make sure they brought back. So far they’d managed to snag the cores from the ants. It wasn’t as good, but it gave them some breathing room.

She had intended to live a life of ease, a life of plenty, and instead she found herself living the phrase of Same Shit Different Day. It was a fantasy world, but she had officially four men she was taking care of. All four of them could go out adventuring, which brought in some money, but none of them knew a thing about how to bring in any kind of regular income. They’d all been disinherited from their houses. There was no money, no stability, and she was realizing exactly how useless all of them were without it.

She wanted to bury her head into her pillow and cry. She needed to let out her anguish, but she wasn’t going to do it in front of Anubis. Not that she specifically cared if it affected him, but rather she didn’t want to give the little bastard anymore ammunition against her. He’d already figured out that she was conniving, manipulative, and that she used her body to get her way. Not that the other girls were that much different. She continued to eat at her carrots, moved to the cucumber slices, found that they were bitter, but continued to eat them regardless.

Part of her wanted to push the plate away, but Anubis would just continue to pester her until she finished her food. He no longer simply left the plate with her. If he did then she ate what she preferred, and left the other food. She found that she didn’t specifically care for the young wolfkin, and began to wish that she would have asked for the young elf instead. Still, at least he followed orders. Granted, he followed them a little too closely at times, but he did follow them. She finished the cucumbers, turned to the cherry tomatoes, and plopped the two of them into her mouth. Both of them had the slight rich taste that only came from being farm fresh vegetables. That was a benefit of being in this world. Food tasted better. It tasted fresher because it was.

There was so much that they did which related to magic that she simply stopped asking how it worked. It was easier to chalk it up to magic and be done with it. She heard movement, and she looked up to see Spear Point. She quickly adopted her practice smile, and prepared to talk all cutesy. It was nerve wracking, but at least it kept the appearance up. And besides, if he was accepted back into his family then there would be that money returned to them.

“Spear!” she exclaimed, her voice full of glee, “What are you doing here this morning?”

He smiled at her, “Mithril Shield, Posh Proppers, and I just finished running through the first level of the labyrinth last night. You said that you wanted to know when we’d made a run, and so I wanted to come and tell you personally!”

She breathed out a sigh of relief before she looked at the nightstand beside her. The permission slips were on top of it. She swallowed, “Spear, darling, did you go you into Capital’s labyrinth?” she asked, fear beginning to reside inside of her chest, “I mean you didn’t get a permission slip to do it if you did. But I know that you wouldn’t do that. Because we can’t sell any of the cores you’ve obtained illegally. The capital’s labyrinth is highly monitored, and if we sell those cores without them being accounted for then we could get into trouble.”

There was a hesitation, “Well, Mithril Shield thought that if we just snuck in during the night it would be fine. Besides, he stated that we could sell them to individuals instead of the halls. It would be a better process overall. In a way we would almost be like bandits, isn’t that exciting?!”

She wanted to pull her hair out. She wanted to scream, and she wanted to curse him out. How could he be so dense? Didn’t he realize that he’d just committed a major infraction? If the Academy got wind of it then they could face some real problems. The entire reason for getting the permission slips was so that they could go into the labyrinth with permission and raid it with the Academy’s blessings. Right now the idea of selling to individuals was about the only way they could make anything from the raid, and that was if those individuals didn’t talk.

It meant selling to border nobility. It meant selling to students who would be going home after the festival so they could give the cores to their parents. They were going to take a loss. The only bright side would be if they managed to get more than a few cores. If that was the case then maybe, just maybe, they could have a small chance of making at least some buffer money. Of course they would have to sell at a sizeable discount, but even that would be something that could endear them to the students.

“So, who were going you to sell them to?” she asked, keeping up the cutesy act, “I mean you’ve got an idea already, right?”

She noticed that he relaxed a bit, “Of course, we’ve begun selling them to court nobles that are connected to our houses! All of them are paying close to the going rate of one gold per core!”

She felt her stomach drop. First they were selling to court nobles. That was a problem. It would just take those court nobles a single moment to decide to talk about the cores they’d gotten from these former heirs to get an investigation going. She felt herself hyperventilating for a moment, but she held herself together for just a moment longer, “I see,” she said, her voice sounding strained, “How many did you managed to get?”

He beamed with pride, “We got four crystal ant cores. We would have gotten more, but Posh Proppers suggested that we keep it low. He said that since we didn’t have a permission slip that it would be better to dump the other cores back into the school’s stock core collector,” he said as he made a face of irritation, “If we would have sold those then we would have had closer to thirty.”

She moved off of the bed. They’d made a whopping four gold. Four gold, that’s it. They had risked all of their reputations, her standing, and her career as a student at the Academy for four measly gold! She got near him, and her smile became more ominous. “Spear, darling, come closer,” she said, her voice holding an edge, “Just a little closer.”

He did and without warning she lashed out and punched him hard in the gut. She’d done so while amping her arm strength up with magic. The effect caused him to fly out of the door and hit the wall behind him, “You risked your, and my, careers as students at the Academy for four gold! Four measly gold! At this rate I don’t think that you love me at all! I think that you just view me as something to play with!”

“Satin,” he said from his prone place on the floor, “That’s not true, I love you, deeply! Please, let me make this up to you!”

She looked at him, “Then go to a labyrinth, in a legitimate manner, and hunt down cores that you can sell at the normal price! And you better pray that those nobles you sold those four measly cores to don’t go telling anyone else about them!”

She had Anubis shut the door, and she collapsed to the ground. How could it have gotten like this so fast? It was the Mob’s fault, she knew it, it had to be that Mob’s fault!