<p>Hello, my name is Minuette and I just woke up in a wagon with two idiots, a headache, and a few bags of bits belonging to a guy called Bacio della Morte. Can this day get any worse?</p><p>Of course it can.</p><p>Edited by <a href="/user/Ravencrofte" rel="nofollow">Ravencrofte</a></p><p>Mature rating for swearing and some questionable scenes (no clop or excessive gore).<br/>Russian translation by <a href="/user/326086/repitter" rel="nofollow">repitter</a>, edited by <a href="/user/288725/FoxcubRandy" rel="nofollow">FoxcubRandy</a> and <a href="https://ponyfiction.org/accounts/19730/" rel="nofollow">makise_homura</a>:</p><ul><li> 🇺🇦<a href="https://ponyfiction.org/story/14515/" rel="nofollow">PonyFiction</a>🇺🇦</li><li>🇺🇦<a href="https://docs.google.com/document/d/1K6u7KpCEVMCxflxPyY4JU0K1x1V7yUVB4Vl9oMw-iUw/edit?usp=sharing" rel="nofollow">Google Docs</a>🇺🇦</li></ul>
Hello, my name is Minuette and I just woke up in a wagon with two idiots, a headache, and some mafioso's money. Can this day get any worse?
After suddenly becoming rich, Minuette decides to invest her money wisely. Delivery services company – yeah, that sounds good enough. Nothing can go wrong with that...