After actually hearing the girl admit his origin in person, Klein calmed down. As his spirituality surged, many details that had been accidentally missed emerged from the ocean of inspiration one by one, causing him to think more deeply.

Visitors from another world... Extraordinary travelers from another world...

Judging from her attitude towards me, she didn't seem to be too surprised or confused about the matter of traveling across the world. She showed more of a helplessness similar to encountering an accidental plane crash. Perhaps for someone like her who can open up the so-called

For the magicians of the "Star Boundary Passage", the concept of another world itself is not a fantasy term that is completely disconnected from reality...

No, wait, in this case, the reason why she came to me is also related to her motivation for choosing to be honest?

Because I am the first Extraordinary person she discovered in the native world, and I am not very strong (although it is quite sad to admit the reality like this)... Therefore, she thinks that people like me are easier to control, as long as I use a little

If she uses coercion and inducement, she will not reveal her secret to others - it is quite reasonable to think so.

Perhaps after the initial stage of robbery, threat and show of force, it’s time for the candy behind the stick.

Klein thought with some clarity in his mind, but after understanding all this, what followed was a certain kind of frustration and boredom that he couldn't think through.

Surrendering to the power of others... is not a pleasant thing, even if the other person is a beautiful girl magician from another world.

How can reality be like those cool novels or light novels that you didn't need to read with your brain before time travel? Can you unconditionally accept those arrogant characters that invade your life and affect your free will? Just because the other person is a woman and good-looking?

Seeing his silence, the girl raised a very considerate and appeasing smile.

"Are there any other questions for now?"

She switched back to Loen with a strange accent, and seemed to be trying hard to learn and adapt to this "foreign language from another world".

I don’t know where she first learned the basics of the language...

Klein did not dare to contaminate the conversation with the girl with these useless thoughts. He heard her vague intention to change the topic, and immediately seized the opportunity to speak.

"No, my dear..."

"Stop, stop, stop, am I not hinting clearly enough?" The girl with long light blond hair and fair skin, whose pampering could be seen just from her appearance and gestures, pointed angrily at the bright sun above the two of them, "Even if there is

If you want to ask anything else, you shouldn't let a lady stand in the hot sun to be questioned."

...that seems to be the reason.

After Klein calmed down and calmed down, he finally noticed some small details about the girl.

For example, although she aggressively robbed him of all his wealth, she always maintained the most basic courtesy towards his victim... The question is, is this really necessary?

For another example, she seems to be trying to win his trust with her honest question-and-answer attitude. So, looking back at him, is there anything in him that is worthy of her sacrifice... or knowledge? You know, beautiful women are born with knowledge.

Taking advantage of his appearance, Klein asked himself that he was not a rare handsome guy who could make people take the initiative to favor him. At most, he was an ordinary bookish man with good facial features. No matter what he thought, it should not be his turn to enjoy this love... Or maybe it was...

Rotten peach.

It would be great if the captain was here... I'm still just a Sequence 9 who has no experience in the world!

Klein lamented in his heart, but forced a smile on his face: "I was negligent, so dear... Miss, where do you want to go to rest for a while? If you don't mind having something to drink, I know how to go there.

There is a nice coffee shop not far away..."

But after all, Klein suddenly realized that he was now a penniless pauper, and his only property was in the hands of the magician lady in front of him...

Oh, damn it, this wretched woman had shown an innocent expression without any guilt before, forcing him to hand over those little cuties printed with ink!

How does this look like those mysterious and powerful magicians in his impression? She is simply a witch! A witch!

Klein cursed feebly in his heart.

"Cafe...forget it, you don't have any money now."

Sure enough, after listening to his sudden suggestion, the witch with an angelic face had no intention of returning the money to him. She even stuffed the handful of banknotes she was holding into the small leather bag on her waist.

, not even mentioning that you can use the money to pay bills...

But soon, Klein heard her even worse remarks.

"Can you take me to your house to sit with you? This gentleman."

Take her... to sit at home?

The figures of Benson and Melissa immediately appeared in Klein's mind.

Does this witch want to threaten me with the safety of my family? Now she lied and said that she actually lives in the company's employee dormitory, and then took the opportunity to take people to the Blackthorn Security Company, the base camp of the Nighthawks. I wonder if she can fool her...

"Sir? Don't say you are a homeless bum, and don't try to lie to me. Because I have never told you a lie so far, so if you want to use lies to deceive me,

This violates the equal exchange between us, doesn’t it?”

"...When did we make an exchange of equal value?" Klein protested weakly - he was referring to her previous ruthless robbery behavior.

The girl looked unhappy when she heard this, which made Klein feel frightened again.

"Don't you think so?"

Maybe she thought those few thin banknotes were nothing at all, and didn't take into account his full wealth...

Klein could only lower his head without conscience: "...Okay, let's forget it."

"So take me to your house and sit there, and can you prepare a room for me to spend the night?" The girl then made the request again, and even became more serious.

"...What?" Klein was completely confused this time, "No, you... No, dear lady, if you are worried about not having a place to stay, I can... I can help you book a room in the hotel.

of!"

"Do you still have money to book a room in a hotel? Besides, that will require identification, right? I don't have such a thing on me."

"You can use mine as proof of identity..." Klein explained dryly. He no longer wanted to worry about money issues.

However, the girl suddenly and subtly remained silent for a few seconds as he struggled to give in.

"But I don't really want to do this...it seems like I'm going to have a room with you."

Following her slightly disgusted words, Klein felt the temperature on his face soar, and it wasn't because of the heat.

"No, I can...I can guarantee that I don't have such thoughts..."

Facts have proved that regardless of whether Klein has such a charming idea, this witch lady with a bad personality has no intention of listening to his opinion. Feeling aggrieved and helpless, Klein can only lead her to the joint store at No. 2 Daffodil Street.

Walking to the row of houses, we also passed by a department store on the way, and Miss Witch ran in and bought a classic-style parasol, which wasted ten minutes.

God bless, goddess bless! I hope Benson and Melissa can go home later today! And his task is to "get" this witch before dinner and make her give up staying at his house tonight

idea!

And... although it was difficult to say it, he really wanted to escape more than once on his way home, running to St. Selina Church, or escaping on a public carriage to the Blackthorn Security Company, but in the end he was forced by his reason.

Come down.

It's okay, Klein, you've done your best. Besides, she may not always follow you. Think about it, can't you get rid of her when you go to work in the company tomorrow? Even if she insists on following you, all night watchers, still

With a reliable Captain Dunn, he would probably not leave him alone.

While suppressing the thoughts in his mind, Klein distractedly looked at the beautiful parasol held by Miss Witch next to him, and once again felt the knife-like pain in his flesh - this kind of pain can only occur in the afternoons of July and August.

"Impractical items" that have only been used for a few days are priced at a full 6 soles!

And Miss Witch obviously didn't know what politeness or bargaining meant, so she took out the money to pay the bill very proudly... Well, of course she used the money robbed from him.

That's it, when we get to his house later, she won't have any strange magic that can make the private money he and Benson have hidden fly out on their own, right?

Klein already felt a vague toothache.

Fortunately, it is early July and it is also a working day. The Technical College in Tingen where my sister Melissa studies only has summer vacation during the two hottest weeks of the year, that is, the fourteen days from the end of July to the beginning of August.

Benson, on the other hand, had to work outside the home, so when Klein gingerly took out the key and opened the door, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he saw an empty living room.

He took off his leather shoes and stepped into his home slippers, then looked back at the beautiful figure standing quietly by the door, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

"...Why don't you come in?"

Didn't she insist on coming to his house to rest?

"You don't seem to have extra guest slippers at home." The girl glanced at the shoe rack in the entrance.

Klein said to himself that it was of course. He had just moved into this new house a few days ago, and there were still many things that he had not had time to buy. It was good to think of buying slippers for his three brothers and sisters. You know, those who lived in an apartment before

In those days, they never changed their shoes when they went home...

As his thoughts flashed, Klein was about to say that you should just use the women's house shoes over there, but he saw her squatting down and untying her short boots, and then wrapped a pair of jade feet in semi-transparent white socks.

He stepped onto the floor and stood up again, looking straight at him with a pair of misty eyes.

"And you haven't invited me in yet."

...What kind of strange reason is this? Is she the kind of goblin in Western European folklore on earth who must be invited to enter other people's homes?

While he was talking to himself, Klein suddenly remembered that the origin of earth's mysticism that he knew was somewhat related to such true and false legends, and similar theories might not be equally effective in the world he traveled to...

...could it be that the act of "invitation" really has some special, mystical significance to her?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little uneasy, but his own spirituality failed to give him any warning, so he had no choice but to whisper to her in an extremely quiet and shy voice.

"...Please come in, Miss Witch."

——Oops, I accidentally said what I called her in my heart!

Klein looked embarrassed and hurriedly said something to make up for it: "No, no, dear Miss Magician, I accidentally said something wrong just now..."

Her steps into the door were obviously tripped up by the unexpected words, and she paused for a short while.
To be continued...