The thick clouds in the distance became darker and darker, and with a majestic momentum that wanted to overwhelm everything, they fell from one end of the sky.
Wayne lay on the fence and looked at the scenery in the distance, waiting for the two people who were getting dressed in the lounge behind him.
Fortunately, as the daughter of a duke who is very particular about her appearance, Chris keeps spare uniforms at school and can lend them to Tasia for emergencies.
"Click-" There was a sound of opening the door behind him.
Wayne turned around and saw Tasia who had already cleaned up the ink stains on her body.
She was also holding a black handbag in her hand, and a corner stained with ink could be seen.
"Really...thank you very much, Miss Chris!" Tasia said.
"When I earn enough money to buy new school uniforms, I will buy a new set and give it back to you!"
After hearing this, Chris said to her seriously: "In my heart, Tasia is my friend, so I don't need to worry about this."
"But..." Tasia wanted to say something else.
Wayne interrupted their mutual humility and asked: "So, Tasia's original school uniform cannot be saved?"
As expected, Tasia's attention was successfully diverted.
"Yes, I just tried rinsing with water, but it had no effect at all."
She looked a little sad, "I will take it home again and try other methods to see if it works."
"Chris and I heard some girls say...you were bullied by some girls in the class?"
Wayne asked tentatively.
When it comes to this topic, Tasia is slightly troubled.
"Actually, one day I wanted to go to the library and unexpectedly met His Royal Highness Prince Richard -"
"He saw that I seemed lost, so he took the initiative to help me point the way, and then I thanked him and left."
She said, "But I don't know what happened. When this incident reached my ears again, it had become... I was deliberately using this excuse to get close to the noble prince."
Wayne's expression was strange. Is this the end of the world line?
At least in the original heroine plot and the villainous daughter plot, the first meeting scene between Tasia and the prince is the same.
"It took some time. Maybe your family is impatient. Let's take you back in a carriage later!" Chris suggested.
Seeing the worried and sincere expression on Chris's face, Tasia hesitated to speak.
"Why are you so friendly to me..." she whispered.
"Obviously... I'm just a commoner. After knowing this, many noble ladies are not even willing to talk to me."
Kris frowned.
"Because you can't choose a person's origin! But Tasia is a good child, isn't she?"
Hearing her reply, Tasia's eyes were obviously shaken, and she pursed her lips subconsciously.
In the slightly dim corridor, two beautiful girls stood side by side.
The peerless looks, neck and neck, evenly matched, seem to be radiating light from the inside out.
...It's great, the scene of the two heroines together is so pleasing to the eye!
Wayne read with satisfaction.
However, he soon discovered something was wrong.
etc! What are you two doing in front of me? Eyebrows? !
He calmly walked around Chris and stood between the two people.
"Tasia, do you still have the impression of who spilled ink on you? Maybe we can solve the problem directly from the source."
As long as the leader is punished severely enough, no one from the rabble will dare to take the lead.
Tasia shook her head.
Seeing the doubtful looks on their faces, she explained:
"It's not that I want to hide it, but... I didn't see who was behind it."
…
Direct murderer: Poppy Doll.
Physical evidence at the scene: rags stained with ink.
The person involved recalled: the strange sound of dripping.
Sitting in the carriage, Wayne fell into deep thought.
"Something that explodes after a short siren sound" sounded so much like a new gadget that my teacher had invented not long ago.
It was under his own subtle guidance that Professor Conley developed a special prop for playing pranks. It did not have much lethality and was purely intended to scare others suddenly.
So, did the daily activities between myself and Chris still have a certain impact on the original plot?
...It’s strange that it doesn’t affect it at all!
"Then, the person who can set up this plan must be someone who knows that Tasia likes Poppy dolls!"
Chrissy was keenly aware of the key, "Otherwise, the person would have no confidence that Tasia would go over and pick up the doll."
However, Tasia said disappointedly: "There must be many people who know that I like Poppy dolls... In the painting class, I drew a Poppy wearing a cloak."
The thread is broken.
"Then, let's start investigating from the prop that caused the explosion!" Wayne said.
"I seem to have some ideas. However, I'm not sure yet. I'll let you know after I investigate."
I have to go to the teacher and ask if he has ever given those prankster props to others.
Kris also said she would ask her little sisters to see if she could find out some other information.
Not long after, the carriage took Tasia to her door.
Because of the upgrade of transportation, although the departure time was later than usual, the time of arrival home was actually a little earlier than before.
"Tasia, you're back!" The neighbors greeted Tasia along the way.
"Sister Tasia!" Some children running past shouted loudly.
Everyone has a smile on their face.
It was obvious that Tasia was very popular in the neighborhood.
"Hey, is this Tasia's classmate?"
When those people noticed Chris and Wayne following them from the carriage, their expressions changed and they became cautious.
"Yeah, we are very good friends with Tasia!"
As if she didn't notice the changes in the expressions of the neighbors, Chris took Tasia's hand naturally.
Under the strange gazes, Tasia smiled awkwardly at them and led Chris into her small shop.
Tuliu Weien stood beside the carriage and watched the two people leaving hand in hand with resentment.
What's the meaning? ah! ! ! (Marmot screams.gif)
Have you two forgotten me?
He turned to the driver and said, "Wait for us here. We'll be out soon."
Then he followed in at a trot.
Tasia's small shop is not large, but it is very clean, and some exquisite breads are placed in the display cabinet.
"Sorry...maybe a little crude."
Tasia said inexplicably shyly.
"No! I really like this kind of corner shop..."
Chrissy looked around curiously, and then said thoughtfully: "Tasia, has your family considered launching a milk tea matching set?"
At the door, Wayne, who had just walked in, happened to hear Chris's suggestion, with an indescribable expression on his face.
