"Yes...yes..." Tom Nook says as he watches you sniff up the rotten stench that was covering his seat. The smell made your nose hairs curl, but it was better than having to pick fruit and catch bugs to pay your rent.
You sniff the chair until you don't smell anything anymore. Then, you turn around to ask Tom Nook for his approval. Right away you notice his rear is pointed directly at you.
"FFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPT" he blasts a fart directly in your face.
"I just couldn't hold it any longer! Go on, sniff it up!"
Not wanting him to change your mind about the rent thing, you oblige and sniff the rancid fart Nook just released.
"Very good yes,yes!" You could tell he was starting to get off on this, and honestly you couldn't help but notice that you weren't feeling as grossed out as you should have been. He continues ripping loud, rippling farts directly in your face and ordering you to sniff them up.
This went on for quite sometime, with you only getting breaks whenever Tom Nook had to take a phone call.
After what sounded like a more stressful business call, Tom Nook then informs you of your next possible tasks.
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