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The figure of a person seems a little lonely, but it is not enough to make me retreat. The lonely journey of my career as an adventurer has long trained me to have a broad heart that is best at communicating with myself, and I have become proficient in the art of fighting between left and right.

It’s impossible to go to an Internet cafe. It’s so painful to upgrade equipment by yourself. The most important thing is - I can’t beat it. Even if I can beat it, I can’t upgrade it. I really can’t afford to hurt a model worker with blue equipment.

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It just lacks a BUG small amulet, or the pendant BUFF of the first and second senior brothers.

After thinking about it, I still have to think of Greenwood Bar as my second home.

As soon as I sat down, Feini brought a glass of ice water with small steps. I put my head in and looked around.

"Stop looking, Bisi isn't here, meow." Looking at me like this, Feini knew it all.

"I'm not looking for Bisi, I'm looking for Aika Laiyin."

"So I'm tired of playing with Bisi and want to find a new love, meow? Is the target my old lover's best friend?" The little transvestite looked shocked. Looking at her honey-smeared dog mouth, I really wanted to pull out the root from it.

Come ivory.

At least you can still make some money selling it.

"I have something to do with her. I have something to do with her." I gave it up and didn't care about it with her.

"Speaking of which, why are you here?"

"Meow, this is my shop, am I normal here?"

"You rented my shop." I had to remind the little transvestite to pay attention to the choice of words and sentences. Don't be presumptuous in front of me, a landlord who is qualified to row dragon boats, otherwise I will lose a job with an annual salary of one million in a minute.

Then he glanced furtively at the bar, oh, the long-lost Big Brother White Wolf was playing cool there, and there were several lonely ladies with shining eyes gathered in front of the bar.

It's a pity that you still don't have a part in the show today, just take the chicken butt and leave.

"Aren't you all in the same group? Just recently, you formed a gang of some kind, headed by Aika Laiyin, you, Bisi, and that Na, all working together all day long, talking and discussing.

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I tried to describe Miss Bailong's evil organization in the most concise and beautifying way.

After hearing this, Feini looked at me for some reason and smiled bitterly: "It's not some weird organization, Meow, it's just...and, how should I put it, I haven't completely decided whether to join Meow."

"No, you are all together."

"For now, I'm just joining Meow temporarily."

The little transvestite seemed to be particularly resistant to the evil organization, with a tangled look on her face, and tried her best to refute.

"But I think Bisi seems to have joined."

"Oh, this is exactly the biggest problem, meow."

"I don't think Aika Yin is a bad person."

"There are no pure good guys or bad guys in this world. It just depends on where you stand."

I can't believe that this guy can spit out something profound from his mouth.

I took a sip of ice water and thought to myself, it was indeed because of Bisi that Feini got on this boat. In fact, she should be reluctant, but why was she reluctant? It was because she didn’t agree with Aika’s coming to Yin.

Or are you, as the first-generation magical girl, tired of your identity or life as a magical girl? Or are there other reasons?

In fact, what I am most interested in is the first generation of magical girls. Who else is there besides Fini? If it were not for my current identity and position that I would not be suitable to ask this question, I would have to let Fini reveal a little bit.

According to the script, according to the urine of the Red and White Princess, this first-generation magical girl is probably also in this city, living with a disguised face, and is probably around me.

According to the setting, these first-generation magical girls should be about the same age, and we know that the age setting of the little transvestite in this world should be about thirty years old, slightly older than Bisi and Oona.

So, can we draw some conclusions about the lake...

Hey, what do I want to do with this? What does the first-generation magical girl have to do with me? Let’s first think about how to find Aika Laiyin and how to trick her into visiting my home without arousing suspicion.

After filling half a glass of ice water, I saw that the little transvestite was still holding the tray, and she didn’t ask me what I wanted. She just stood there, subconsciously rubbing the edge of the plate with her index finger, as if she was deep in thought.

I couldn't help myself, and my whole person looked a little confused.

So, I couldn't help but be curious about the first generation and chose to continue chatting in a roundabout way.

"I see that you... don't seem to have any other friends?"

"Meow? Meow meow? Why did Mr. Wu say that? Meow? All the guests in the bar are my good friends, meow." The little transvestite came back from her thoughts and tilted her head, which was a little cute.

"Except for friends, or old friends other than guests, I seem to see you and Onabis being closer. Of course, we haven't known each other for long, so we can't even talk about understanding each other. Just treat it as a very abrupt guess on my part.

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"Old friend...meow?"

This sentence seemed to touch a soft switch in the little transvestite's heart, and her expression instantly became a little vague and gentle.

"Actually, besides Bisiona, there are still some cats."

"Oh?" I thought to myself, could this be an unexpected intelligence gain?

"It's just that we are far apart now. I wonder if we will have a chance to meet again."

"Hey, can people still be trapped by distance these days? Is it because the Internet speed is not fast enough or there are not enough planes?" I paused and thought of the only possibility.

"Unless your wallet is not big enough."

But Fini, who makes millions a year from running a bar, doesn't look like a poor person who can't afford the Internet or fly.

"It's not the physical distance. This far apart refers to the spiritual distance." Feini put down the tray in her arms quite childishly, raised her hands high, and made a big heart sign in front of me.

It's just cute though.

"Can I understand that... you have a conflict with your old friend?"

"Well, it's not wrong to understand it this way, but I personally think that everyone's relationship is actually very good. It's just that they are afraid of hurting each other, so they have their own reasons for not being able to see each other."

As a straight man, I have an unceremonious comment on Feini’s explanation.

"So, women are troublesome. They are neither quick nor willing to do anything. They are not like us. The worst we can do is have a fight, or completely cut off the relationship. If we can't do it, we can go out for a drink.

Let’s have some wine and hot pot, and we’ll be good brothers again the next day.”

I raised my head and saw Feini pursed her lips in joy, which made me feel a little unhappy.

"What, did I say something wrong?"

"No, no, no, I completely agree with what Mr. Wu said." Feini wiped the corners of her eyes with a smile: "I dare not say anything about other men. Mr. Wu is just such a person. That's right."

"You sound like you know me very well."

"It's not too late to get to know each other from now on, meow. I think it will be great to be friends with Mr. Wu, meow."

"Hey, can you speak a little lower, so that your fans can hear you and not tear me apart?"

I felt a chill coming from my back for no apparent reason, and I quickly looked around, fearing that four or five men with ferocious-looking hairy chests would appear, push me down on the table, and beat me up.

But I have to admit that the little transvestite who said those words just now had a smile as sweet as her first love, her expression was sincere, and her attitude was sincere, not like business jargon.

Because of this, I'm worried about being wanted by the Feeney fan club.

"Even if you say so, don't even think about me ordering an extra glass of juice, a piece of cake, etc. You guys shouldn't have a low consumption, right?"

As long as Feeney nodded, I immediately stood up, pretended to be looking for someone, turned around and left. The shining red scarf on my chest made me absolutely not get used to these evil consumerist systems.

"I'm treating you today, so Mr. Wu can rest assured that you can sit here and meow whatever you want."

"That's pretty much it."

I breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly, I felt like I couldn't relax yet.

This little transvestite did not answer me directly. Did she admit that there is indeed a low level of dissatisfaction?

There may even be meal time restrictions?!

Just when I was shocked at how many street lamps this bitch had to hang to make people complain, the dog tag vibrated and a pleasant ringing sound came out.

"Go and do your business." I waved to Feini, took out my phone and looked at it, I couldn't hide my joy.

It's Laina's phone number.

She still loves me after all!

"elder brother?"

"Yes, it's me, it's me." I nodded while pecking at the rice, and looked up at Feini. She was quite a nosy, so I had to be on guard against her eavesdropping.

It's a pity that the little transvestite didn't have time to eavesdrop on my phone call. As soon as she turned around to leave, she was grabbed by the ears by Oona, who had been coveting her for a long time, and was quickly taken to the kitchen. You could vaguely hear Oona and (biting) Ai.

(teeth) can (cut) the sound of kissing (teeth).

"Give you three minutes, I want to know all the information about those old friends you mentioned!"

It turns out that the chill that hit my spine just now was caused by an innocent person.

Seeing Fini pitifully being carried by Oona and disappearing behind the bar, I ignored her last look of help and focused on the conversation with my sister.

"It's me, Laina."
To be continued...