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Kaito blinked. A paladin with a libido problem. He reached under the counter and pulled out a velvet-lined box.

"The issue," she whispered, leaning in so her holy aura didn't scorch his wares, "is that my oath forbids any flesh-to-flesh congress before marriage. But my need is… distracting. It weakens my Smite." Isekai Sex Boutique

A system window materialized before his eyes, shimmering like heat haze: [Unique Skill Unlocked: Golden Finger of Fitting.] [Quest: Open a shop. Your inventory has followed you. Do not fail.] Groaning, Kaito sat up. And there it was: his entire dingy shop inventory, scattered in neat, levitating piles. Vibrators, silicone molds, feather ticklers, massage oils, and a surprisingly sturdy display case full of "Deluxe Potion Applicators" (which were just fancy syringes). But most importantly, his register—a beaten-up old cash box—had transformed. It was now a polished obsidian cube, humming with power. Kaito blinked

"I need a building. A real one."

She did.

He was broke, alone, and surrounded by dildos in a fantasy world. Fantastic. "The issue," she whispered, leaning in so her

Her name was Seraphine, a high elf paladin of the Celestial Dawn. She was tall, silver-haired, and radiated a stern, untouchable grace. But her hands were shaking.