Trafford’s Trading Club

Because it was only noon, or around two o'clock in the afternoon, after completing the transaction with Zhuge, Luo Qiu returned to Professor Qin Fang's villa without eating the lunch prepared by Youye.

For Zhuge, it may be a long spiritual journey, but for Luo Qiu, it is just a conversation.

Of course, the conversation didn't stop at this conversation.

We will meet again... Luo Qiu's premonition in this regard has begun to become sharper.

The sensitivity of premonitions and sixth senses is probably acquired with the increase in the number of transactions.

…

Luo Qiu appeared at the back of the villa - there were guests arriving at the club at noon, so he just used a casual excuse to leave.

After bypassing the old wall covered with emerald green ivy, his eyes would always look at it unexpectedly. Because I always have a special fondness for this kind of scenery full of historical charm.

But in a certain window on the third floor of the villa, there was a figure at this time. Whether intentionally or not, her eyes seemed to have fallen on him.

That should be Qin Chuyu's room.

Standing sideways on the edge of the windowsill.

Doesn't this beautiful female painter seem to have gone out as early as usual today?

Luo Qiu met the other person's eyes unexpectedly, but Qin Chuyu turned away and disappeared within the small viewing angle of the window.

What is she thinking about?

Because his eyesight was getting better and better, Luo Qiu could still clearly see the sadness and indifference on Qin Chu's eyebrows even through a layer of glass.

The sadness was incomprehensible, just indifferent, but it was a bit like what he saw when he first met You Ye, and there was a touch of coldness in the sapphire blue eyes of the maid lady.

Qin Chuyu, Yu Sanniang... Boss Luo, who was just thinking about this problem, reached for the doorbell of the villa door. But now the door opens instead.

Zhang Qingrui walked out with a small satchel, and when he saw Luo Qiu, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Ah, the professor said that there are guests tonight, and he wants to prepare a reception. Today's work is suspended... I thought you wouldn't come back today. "

After all, when the patron will arrive...the arrival of the guests is not something that the merchant can accurately predict. Luo Qiu knew that he had indeed left in a hurry more than an hour ago.

"Yeah." He nodded.

There was nothing left in the villa, so Luo Qiu had no intention of entering the villa again at this time.

"and you……"

"It's okay." Luo Qiu said casually, "I can just walk by myself. Taking a bus should be quite convenient."

Perhaps because there is still half a day left today and he does not have to devote himself to boring homework, Zhang Qingrui seemed to be in a good mood and joked with some energy: "I wonder how many times have I been rejected by you? Rejection really makes me a little bit overwhelmed."

"It's still early for dinner, don't worry."

"..."

Zhang Qingrui was stunned for a moment, then chuckled. His originally happy mood seemed to become more relaxed because of such a simple conversation.

It seems that it doesn't even qualify as a friend. At best, it's only at this stage of being a classmate. However, it is surprisingly easier than getting along with anyone else.

There isn't even anything to care about.

Shaking his head, Zhang Qingrui said hello casually before picking up the car and leaving, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Luo Qiu took one last look at the window sill on the third floor of the villa, thinking that the soul of the skeleton had not moved today, and Zhang Qinrui did not appear abnormal as yesterday, and his complexion looked much better than yesterday.

Perhaps as You Ye said, that weak soul had long since disappeared because of Zhang Qingrui's 'Yang Qi'.

It... ultimately failed to express anything.

"Shadowless lamp..." Luo Qiu thought interestingly, if he changed his signature method of exorcising demons, would he be able to retire successfully just by standing aside, without the need for Taomu Sword Black Dog to learn how to dance like a master?

"Master Luo?"

Koko.

There was nothing extra to do, so Luo Qiu simply returned to the club. Thinking that some things had been delayed in the past few days, he picked up the account book he had taken out before and read it slowly.

…

…

"Zhuge's room is too messy, why don't you clean it up?"

"Well..." Zhuge sat nervously on the edge of the bed. His heartbeat had become a little lighter as time went by. He felt nervous and didn't know how to talk, "... I'm a little busy."

The Nanako in front of him, in terms of height and body proportions, was completely consistent with the character he created when he created the account.

At first he thought it was just a dream, but after pinching his belly hard twice, the pain finally made him accept what he was seeing.

When separated from the screen, using only the input method, Zhuge can chat with his Nanako about anything - of course Nanako's response is only based on the judgment of the intelligent program, but Zhuge doesn't care about that.

But when there was no screen and Live2D characters became real individuals in the three-dimensional world, Zhuge found that he seemed to stutter.

Alexander...

Seeing Nanako bending down to clean up the messy items on the cabinet, Zhuge couldn't even move his eyes away - there was a girl, in such a dirty and messy room, carefully tidying up, while also softly scolding , speaking reproachful yet gentle words.

This kind of development is really... really...

Zhuge was so frightened that he quickly drank a bottle of 2016 Coke to calm down.

Heavenly descending system?

My goddess script?

But why do you think that such a super magical thing should be impossible to happen to you?

He thought of the magical place he had seen in his dream, and subconsciously dug into his pocket, only to find that he had actually pulled out a black card.

Soul...deal.

Zhuge's hand shook, and the black card fell to the ground.

"N-Nanako..." Zhuge suddenly looked up at the figure who was tidying up the room.

The girl who was set to be sweet, but now is truly sweet, slowly turned around, made a move that made people's hearts flutter, tilted her head slightly, and said with a gentle smile: "What's the matter? "

Zhuge took a deep breath, "Nanako...you, will you disappear?"

Nanako suddenly walked up to Zhuge, gently took his hand, held it with both hands, and said softly: "Nanako will always be with Zhuge."

Zhuge, who probably had never touched the hands of other female animals except for his twenty-one thoughts when his mother held his hand when he was a naughty child, suddenly seemed a little excited.

The girl's hands turned out to be so cold...

However, if I would always be with you...

In that case, even if you sacrifice your soul, it seems...

I do.

…

…

"Is it... Mr. Luo Qiu?"

It was the next day. Luo Qiu arrived at the door of Professor Qin Fang's villa punctually at the usual time, but when he was about to ring the doorbell, he was stopped.

The suit is straight, and he is middle-aged, but he has not gained weight, but the wrinkles between his eyebrows can be seen.

Luo Qiu, who did not find the memory of this man in his own impression, was stunned and nodded, "I am."

The man also stated the purpose of his visit very directly, "That's right, we found out that you are a friend of the eldest lady, so we want to ask Mr. Luo, what happened when you last saw our eldest lady yesterday?"

"Um?"

"The eldest lady has disappeared since yesterday. She has not answered the phone and has not returned home all night. She is completely out of contact. Our old lady is very worried." The man said seriously: "So, if Mr. Luo knows anything, please tell the truth. I."

Zhang Qingrui is missing?

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PS1: If there are no accidents, this book should be on the shelves on August 5th... It was originally planned to be on the shelves on August 1st, but I am a scumbag OTZ, so after making this request, I later pushed it to 8th willfully. On the 5th of the month... I should give the editor a hard time, right?

PS2: The reason for postponing it to the 5th is, on the one hand (mainly), because I lack self-confidence and I don’t know how many people will like the stories I wrote. On the other hand, just think of it as a benefit to those readers who have always supported me. In any case, there is a huge gap between what was released on the 1st and what was released on the 5th, which is also quite hurtful for the author himself. But, if you like my story, why don’t I buy you a few more days?

PS3: Because I postponed the release... So here I can only shamelessly predict the monthly tickets for next month. The release on the 5th will basically not be able to beat the previous ones, but I just hope that the number of monthly tickets will not be too ugly.

PS4: I love my readers, you.