PFC Chapter 168 104. The Advertising Paper of the Pink Pavilion
Chapter 168 104. The Advertising Paper of the Pink Pavilion
Chapter 168 104. The Advertising Paper of the Pink Pavilion
After searching the kitchen downstairs, Fisher felt a bit embarrassed. Ms. Martha and herself didn’t eat a lot. In the kitchen, there was only bread, jam, and a small amount of bacon preserved. There was nothing left outside, and these didn't seem to be enough for Jasmine to squeeze between her teeth.
After looking at it for a long time, Fisher still slowly closed the lid of the food storage. In case these things were cooked for Jasmine to eat, now she can't change back into a human form, and it's hard to explain this to Ms. Martha. Things, does she think that a thief who specializes in stealing food has entered the house?
No way, Fisher had no choice but to go to the restaurant on the street and order a take-away meal, continuing the tradition of feeding the dragon race in the southern continent. Fisher ordered several Nali special roast chickens, which can be regarded as Nali dishes. Cheap and delicious classic dishes.
When he returned to his room with the tray, Jasmine had just finished taking a shower, and she put on Fisher's shirt, which was too big for her, not only did the bottom of the dress reach halfway like a skirt The position of the thigh, the two sleeves are even longer.
The freshly washed jasmine had a faint floral scent, exactly the same as what Fisher had smelled before.
According to her personality, she really doesn't use any aromatic handicrafts produced by humans, so this is actually her own deodorant, which smells very good.
But because Fisher's shirt was designed for men after all, the inappropriate shape made any man who saw her stop staring at her when she was sitting stiffly on the sofa at this moment.
Jasmine's light blue hair was wet and hadn't been wiped. After feeling Fisher's gaze, her face flushed slightly, and she gently covered her chest with her hands, as if trying to hide her heartbeat that was about to be overloaded.
"Because... I don't know what to use to wipe it, so first..."
Her gaze was wandering, she was obviously talking to Fisher, and her face was also facing Fisher, but her eyes just wanted to look at the door frame next to him, as if seeing Fisher's body was a crime.
"I don't have any bath towels for you here. This is food. You should eat more."
Jasmine's eyes were straightened when she saw those delicious roast chickens, Fisher watched her clearly and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but even so, she still raised her eyes and looked at Fisher cautiously before eating. Er, clasped his hands together, and said sincerely to him,
"Thank you Mr. Fisher for giving me food"
Fisher sat next to him, handed her the tableware by the way, shook his head and said,
"Don't call me teacher. You can't go back to Saint Nari University to study now. Nari officials will track down the purpose of sub-humans infiltrating the anthropology school. It is estimated that they will search for your whereabouts later. I just came from Saint Nari University He resigned from Nari University and no longer serves as a professor of magic classes there."
Jasmine was just about to move her fork to eat, but she was slightly taken aback when she heard Fisher's words, she felt a little sad, her long earlobe dropped a little, she pursed her lips and said in a low voice,
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fisher."
She put down the tableware, and stretched out her palm lightly towards the front, only to see that there seemed to be countless vitality flowing between those white fingers, and the lively water flow in her eyes immediately lit up.
But under the full of vitality, if you observe carefully, you will find that there seems to be strands of black water following the glowing water like a shadow.
Looking carefully, it turned out that the black water flow was more foreshadowing and became the background color of her pupils so that it was difficult to detect, while the luminous water flow was less, and she was pulled into the abyss by the dark water flow as if out of balance.
Jasmine couldn't balance the blessings and curses that existed in the body of the whale race, and other clansmen could easily do it with the help of the accompanying sea beasts.
Although her mother said that it was because the curse in her body was stronger than any whale race, Jasmine was not good at blaming others, and only when she couldn't hide her inner shyness would she secretly explain why Blame it on the love manga Milika showed her
Therefore, she always believed that her inability to balance herself was all her fault.
Because of being out of balance, the power of the curse dominates my body, which hurts humans, exposes my identity as a whale race, makes me never see Milika and Isabel again, and makes Teacher Fisher forced to Resign
She didn't even dare to think about the expressions Milika and Isabel would show after they knew they were demihumans.
Jasmine blamed herself a little, tears also slipped down her thoughts and landed on the floor of Fisher's room,
"I can't achieve the balance that my mother said. That's why..."
As Fisher listened, he also recalled the characteristics of the whale race that Jasmine had mentioned before.
Every time Jasmine was attacked or frightened, she would enter that terrifying fighting state, but she herself said that it was a very dangerous state, and if she used it too much, it would eventually lead her to an unpredictable and bad ending.
How to balance blessings and curses is the key, but Fisher doesn't understand how other whale races do it, and he can't teach her, but he also has some other things that he can do.
Seeing her crying with her head down, Fisher stretched out his hand under Jasmine's body without saying a word, waiting for a scorching teardrop to gently fall on his palm, and Jasmine also raised her eyebrows in surprise when she noticed Fisher's movement. When he raised his head, Fisher tightly clenched the teardrop together with his palm, and placed it in front of Jasmine in a fist state.
At this time, in the eyes full of tears, what she saw was still the expressionless Fisher,
"Tears can't help you achieve anything, whether it's self-blame or sadness, it should stop after this tear falls. You have to find your aunt, find a way to balance you, and I will also To track down and take revenge on some bastards who rely on the old to sell the old, only fists and rational minds can help us achieve our goals."
"Although I am no longer your teacher, we still have a common goal to achieve. I am also very interested in you as a whale race. You promised me to study yours, right?"
"Hey?"
Hearing Fisher's words, Jasmine's face covered with tears turned rosy, she sat upright all of a sudden, subconsciously nodded and said,
"Yes. Mr. Fisher."
This well-behaved appearance made Fisher wonder if he was a bad man who was cheating the pure girl. He shook his head helplessly to dispel this thought, and dragged the bag full of magic materials to his own in front of the workbench,
"Let's eat first. Milika, Isabel and you are true friends. Even if you know you are a sub-race, you will not dislike you. You will still have the opportunity to meet again in the years to come. Of course, in all After that. Before that, let's focus on our own goals."
"By the way, last night you were so reckless that you even forgot to take away the items I exchanged for you from Nario and your aunt. Fortunately, I stayed behind and packed up before the official people came. Over there, I will study the clues left by your aunt later."
Jasmine pursed her lips, looking at the back of Fisher who had already taken out the magic ingredients one by one. He didn't look at him, and his calm words seemed to teach and comfort, which warmed Jasmine's heart slightly.
So she told herself to be strong, wiped the corners of her tear-dropping eyes, and nodded subconsciously, but then she realized that Mr. Fisher couldn't see her movements at all, so she had to foolishly say, "Well ” in response.
After the conversation was over, Jasmine started cooking to replenish her energy, while Fisher took a deep breath and held the carving knife beside the table in his hand.
He is about to start engraving the magic crest that will be used later.
In addition to engraving magic on the cane as usual, he also bought a deck of poker to engrave magic on.
Because some magic is not so effective when used on things like walking sticks, special carriers are usually designed to maximize the effectiveness of magic.
Fisher didn't have that much cost to buy a special carrier before, so he used playing cards instead. Anyway, his physical fitness is very strong now, and he can throw it with accuracy.
Well, Fisher Frugal Resident Benavidez's name is not for nothing.
The magic circuit on his arm lit up, and his eyes were also focused on the playing card on the table, carefully carving out the magic.
It was not until late at night when Ms. Martha came back that his engraving of magic was interrupted. Ms. Martha asked if she wanted to have dinner below. Fisher agreed and took this time to rest for a while.
He relaxed his shoulders and took a look at his progress.
After these four hours, he actually carved three middle ring spells.
not slow
On the contrary, it was too fast.
Although the magic power is indeed a lot more after the previous training than at the beginning, what really speeds up Fisher's engraving is that he seems to feel that he is more handy when engraving the coat of arms, as if the soul is echoing to the world. Sensitivity is higher.
He looked down at his magical circuit that had begun to deform slightly, not knowing whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but his instinct told him that it was not a purely good thing
Although it sounds unreliable, sometimes Fisher still trusts his intuition, especially when facing certain ladies.
Jasmine, who was behind her, had already emptied the grilled chicken on the plate, and there wasn't even much soup left.
During the period when Fisher was engraving her coat of arms, she was not idle. She took down books about magic from Fisher's bookshelf and read them.
Fisher didn't want Ms. Martha to know that there was a demi-human girl living in his room, so he went down to get some food to eat in the room, and brought several pieces of cloth along the way.
The sound insulation of the room is good, unless you are very close to the room, you can hear the sound, but Ms. Martha's ears are not very good, so Fisher is not worried that Jasmine, who speaks softly, will be spotted by her.
Downstairs of the rental house is the sewing machine used by Martha, and Fisher sometimes borrows it to make clothes.
Although Fisher is a 28-year-old gentleman, he has a lot of skills.
He can not only play the piano but also step on the sewing machine. The clothes he gave Raphael before were the improved version of the Nari lady costume he specially designed for the dragon race. Wearing clothes Fisher made for her.
Now there are still a lot of fabrics left over from making dragon clothes for Rafael at home. Fisher is planning to try to make one for Jasmine. Not only does it fit her whale-human appearance, but most importantly, Fits her supermodel size.
Well, Renee doesn't need to make it for her herself, she just wears normal human clothes, although she has been pestering her to do it for her when she comes back, but now when she suddenly makes it for Jasmine, Fisher I just remembered this.
"Hold this measuring ruler, and I'll measure the size for you. It's just a matter of changing the feel when you're tired of doing magic, so that you won't have to wear nightgowns or shirts when you go out later."
Jasmine blushed, stood up obediently and raised her hands to let Fisher do whatever she wanted, flapping her ears one by one.
But she looked at the fabric Fisher put on the table, and was still a little surprised that Fisher, a Nali gentleman, could make clothes.In Jasmine's impression, the only people in the sea who know how to make clothes are the jellyfish species living in the very far sea vortex, so she asked,
"Ms. Fisher can still make clothes?"
"Well, I used to make money from this when I was a child."
Church schools teach many children how to make a living. There are handicrafts such as sewing and cooking, as well as advanced arts such as painting and musical instruments. However, the teaching of art there is very poor. Fisher's music and painting were studied at the Royal Academy.
This is because not all children can read books in the end, and having a basic craft can also give them an extra way of life, so that they will not starve to death.
The studious Fisher learned good sewing and painting skills there, but Fisher was not omnipotent, he couldn't learn how to cook, and he almost didn't poison himself and Trundle to death in his peak period.
Oh, I forgot to mention that the one who taught sewing and painting was the nun with big breasts, so Fisher was particularly interested in learning and learned very well.
The cook was taught by a very old aunt Bishop. Fisher was unwilling to ask the mother god to forgive his sins before slaughtering chickens and picking cabbages, so he basically didn't learn anything, and finally simply gave up.
After measuring the size, Fisher turned his head and sat in front of the workbench to draw the basic skirt style, and then he could start working after a while.
Fisher intends to finish all the preparations in the next two days. If Nali officials can't find anyone to ensure that Black will continue to look for Jasmine and take action against her, he wants to take the initiative against him before him.
He determined the shape, and paused for a second or two while drawing the length of the fabric on the chest. Although it was visually exaggerated, it was really scary when it fell into the data.
He turned his head to look at Jasmine behind him, and made her sit up shyly and let Fisher observe obediently, thinking that she was about to measure something, but Fisher just shook his head to let her relax.
For some reason, she has a special sense of cuteness in front of Fisher. Her timid and shy appearance is far from her image as the "royal" whale race in the ocean, which makes Fisher think she is quite cute. .
"Okay, let me go and type it up. I guess I can make a finished product tomorrow afternoon."
"Thank you Mr. Fisher'
As Jasmine spoke, her voice stopped abruptly, because Martha outside suddenly knocked on the door of Fisher's room, making Jasmine think that she had been exposed, she was so frightened that she almost didn't shrink back, and quickly covered her chest. Mouth winked at Fisher.
Fisher pointed to the bathroom and asked her to hide in it, and then opened the door, revealing Ms. Martha holding a folded paper with a strange expression outside.
"Fischer, this is... well, what did you order, a service push paper? A staff member delivered it just now."
staff member?Also serve push paper?
What is this?
Fisher took the paper in Martha's hand, but found that it was printed with hot girls and eye-catching artistic words, and was throwing winks and exciting messages at the people who read the push paper.
"Pink Pavilion's special push service, there are special discounts for drinks and ladies on Saturdays~ all in Pink Pavilion."
With black lines all over his face, Fisher covered the hot girl above with his hands and the message written in cursive handwriting above the girl.
This is the method Anna uses to contact herself. Sometimes the Pink House will send advertisements for this promotional service to regular customers and hotels to promote their promotional activities or new girls.
Anna's transmission of information in this way is not only able to deceive people's eyes and ears, but also very distinctive.
As soon as Fisher looked up, he saw Martha, who had turned around to leave, opened her mouth, then walked back quietly, and whispered,
"Listen, Fisher. I know you have certain needs at your age, but this kind of place should never go again"
"I didn't go, just."
"Don't even think about it, or Renee will be sad!"
"I see."
Fisher, dumbfounded, interrupted Martha before she exhorted him to get married and have a baby, and quickly closed the door to prevent her from bombarding him indiscriminately.
Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Jasmine also stuck her little head out of the bathroom, looking at Fisher outside and the paper in his hand.
Fisher put the paper by his side, not letting her see the photo of the hot girl in his hand and ruining her, but thinking about the news that Anna brought back, she wrote,
"The day after tomorrow, at eight o'clock in the evening, see you at the Miou Cemetery. The information will be available tomorrow."
so fast?
It's only a day and a half that she can be sure to get the information she wants?
In any case, he was going to the meeting in the cemetery, but he would be careful not to be caught there.
Mio Cemetery is a public cemetery near the outskirts of the city. Many citizens will bury their ashes there after the death of their relatives, and it is very quiet there, so it is very suitable for private meetings at night.
Fisher had a plan in mind, and he silently squeezed the pink paper in his hand into a ball, and prepared to burn it when he came back. He told Jasmine to stay in the room for a while, and then he was going to go down to help Jasmine do her homework. clothing.
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