"Are you stupid?"
Valeera poked the paper bag in his hand, "I want you to try on this formal suit to see if it fits."
"What are you thinking?!"
"I'm sorry." Klein buried his face in the paper bag, feeling extremely embarrassed.
"Okay, let's go in and try on clothes."
Valeera pushed Klein into the bathroom aside.
What she gave to Klein was the formal suit he had worn before. It was a pity that it was lost, so she just gave it to Klein. Their bodies should be about the same.
Klein stood dazedly in the bathroom for a while holding the paper bag, and then he regained consciousness.
He opened the paper bag and saw inside a finely crafted tuxedo formal suit.
This...this set costs more than 10 pounds, right? Is it really for me? It took Klein a long time to put on this formal suit. Except for the slightly longer trousers, the whole suit fit perfectly.
"Um...Valila, I've changed." Klein opened the bathroom door and walked out coquettishly.
Valeera looked up and down a few times and nodded, "Very good, it fits well."
"This set of clothes is given to you. Consider it a gift in return for borrowing your notes."
Valeera stacked several notebooks together, handed them back to Klein, and said:
"Okay, take the notes and go back."
"Don't get me wrong. I wore this formal suit when I went out in disguise. It's useless now. It would be a pity to lose it. I might as well give it to you."
After saying that, she used her strength to push Klein out of the door and closed the door.
After this set of combos, she didn't believe that Klein's defense would not be broken.
…
Not only was Crane's defense broken, he also suffered real damage.
He was wearing a nearly brand-new tuxedo formal suit, holding his own cheap formal suit in one hand, and holding a few of his notebooks in the other hand, as if he had stepped on the clouds after being drunk, and walked back dizzy. Home.
"Hey, Klein, when did you change into such a handsome formal suit?"
In front of the desk, a man who looked to be in his late thirties, wearing a linen shirt and with very short hair, saw Klein opening the door and asked in surprise.
"Hey, just now."
Melissa, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the noise, ran out to take a look, and immediately exclaimed:
"Kleon, you... this is a gift from Miss Valeera, right?"
"Hehe..." Klein still giggled.
"What Miss Valeera?" Benson, who looked particularly old due to his receding hairline, asked in confusion.
After a while, Melissa finally explained the matter roughly through Klein's silly response.
"Klein, don't slack off in your studies."
Benson also felt that Valeera looked at Klein differently and was happy for him, but he still reminded him earnestly:
"If you want to develop with Miss Valeera, the first thing you have to do is to ensure that you can graduate from Huoyin University and get a decent job."
"Benson is right."
After Benson reminded her, Melissa also realized that her suggestions from the past few days were a bit impatient.
From before to after the meal, with careful analysis and guidance from his sister and brother, Klein finally recovered from his defensive state and redefined his current focus in life.
"I see."
"Actually, that's what she means," Klein said, taking it for granted that he had found a reason for Valeela's alienation in the past few days. "She always diverts what I say into studying. I really should have understood it earlier. "
Klein has fallen too deep, but fortunately, the result doesn't look bad so far.
Melissa and Benson looked at each other and did not try to persuade her.
…
After seeing off Klein, Valeela soon went out again.
This time the place she is going to is the "Dragon Bar" in the dock area.
She was going to the underground trading market there to buy some herbs and other items.
If possible, he would not let go of some occult books. For example, Triss would buy a "Witch Book" in this market in the future, which recorded a lot of black magic.
Although she is no longer a newcomer to the extraordinary world and is fairly well-informed in mystical knowledge, she actually prefers to have a general understanding of hidden knowledge.
She only has one occult notebook in her hand, which she compiled herself.
This was a plan she had made long ago, but due to Qili, she was unable to complete it. It was not until he came to Tingen that he had enough private space to truly complete the mystery of this "family heirloom" Study notes.
Many things, plans cannot keep up with changes.
Although this "Family Notebook" of "difficult childbirth" failed to catch up with the space that Valeera had given it, it has now been given a new mission by her.
It will be her key to joining the "Tarot Club" in the future.
The running carriage was dyed golden by the setting sun. When the sky began to darken, the carriage stopped near the cargo warehouse in the dock area.
The "Evil Dragon Bar" is diagonally opposite the parking place.
Even though the bar was a little far away, and even though the door was closed heavily, Klein could still hear the rising waves of shouting inside.
"Please open the door for me."
Valeera walked to the door and made a request to the burly man guarding the door with a smile.
Of course she could push the door open, let alone push the door, even pushing the big man at the door was not difficult for her.
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But she’s going to play “the witch.”
She is still in the adaptation period of her identity change and needs to remind herself deliberately in order to maintain her female appearance as much as possible.
"Miss, please."
The big man pushed open the heavy wooden door of the bar with one hand and put a smile on his face.
After entering the door, Valeera deftly avoided a few drunkards' attempts to get in the way, and saw Swain, a burly, blue-eyed old man wearing a tattered navy officer's coat at the bar.
"I heard that there is a trading market for occult enthusiasts here, right?"
As she spoke, she slapped her face in disgust with her hand to drive away the strong smell of alcohol from the other person's body.
"That's right," Swain, with messy brown hair, replied with a smile, "I don't know where did you hear about it, miss?"
"The Soothsayer's Club in Halls Street."
Valeera said, and showed off the dark gold member's sleeve pins of the Fortune Teller Club.
Swain just asked casually as a professional habit, not really caring about the answer. After Valeela answered, he had already turned out of the bar and walked in front to lead the way.
"I'll take you there."
He opened the way in front rather roughly, taking Valeera around the boxing ring in the center of the bar and walked to a billiard room in the back.
"It's right inside." Swain opened the secret door in the billiard room and motioned for Valeela to enter.
Valeera glanced at the somewhat dark entrance and asked deliberately, "Isn't it a dirty and terrifying dungeon inside?"
"Miss, you are joking. We are a legal business." Swain said with a straight face, "This place has been reported to the police station. You don't have to worry about safety issues at all."
"Of course, I only guarantee your personal safety. If you are stolen or cheated, don't come to me."
"I'm Swain, the boss here."
"Okay then." Valeela nodded, pretending to be comforted, slightly raised her skirt, and walked into the secret door.
