After Becoming a Little Sister

Opening this letter is nothing more than three outcomes——

The first is the dungeon invitation such as "Please accompany me to explore a certain secret place", this kind of invitation usually appears in the lonely NPC of the master, because they can't find a suitable teammate, they wait until the protagonist turns out to be greatly moved , thus sending out a team invitation.

But Aliya doesn't care about the dungeon, it's better to say that the dungeon is just a lot of things, no matter how rich the drop is, it can't impress her.

If I have that free time, I will stay at home and play games to have a look, air-conditioning popsicles and happy water, isn’t this a comfortable day?

The second is the purchase invitation of "You have something that is destined for me". This kind of invitation is basically after the protagonist has demonstrated extraordinary abilities or treasures, and is discovered by a high-level NPC. Various strange diseases that have planted the root of the disease, including but not limited to BOKI not being able to get along with the old cold legs or getting an arrow in the knee.

If there is a side plot, then some ignorant low-level minions may be added to slap the face, and then the top NPC will come out to make a cameo commentary, boasting about the protagonist's ability or how powerful the treasure is, how rare it is, and finally let it go offer generous terms of exchange.

But Aliya is neither the apprentice of a genius doctor, nor the dragon king who has been disarmed and returned to the field, or the son-in-law who has endured for three years. The only thing that can be used to do good things is a majestic spiritual power—if it is a trauma, it is estimated that the Red Dragon Queen was killed. He rushed to seek medical treatment a long time ago when he was carried on a stretcher, so why would he hesitate to give an invitation letter.

And isn't Blue Star's medical technology not good?Wouldn't it be better to beg a real genius doctor like the old dean than to beg her?

As for the last one, it is the most troublesome and the most impossible to refuse, that is the invitation to form an alliance [Please come and talk to XX friends], which is commonly known as everyone making friends.

This kind of alliance is not like a mild alliance where Alia comes up with a project and everyone cooperates. The project is a business, and there is no righteousness in buying and selling.

But on the other hand, the business is just a cooperative relationship, not even the father of Party A and the grandson of Party B. It is understandable for everyone to get together and get together, and even do things while fighting - she and the door of truth are not yet dealt with. Well, but does this prevent her from sitting and drinking tea with spicy chicken?

The territory of the Red Dragon Queen is the Europa region, and the basic territory is also the Europa region that cannot be given up.

But Alia, Spicy Chicken Shreds and even Brother Qiangqiang all want to get involved in this cake-this is basically an irreconcilable contradiction.

I'm afraid that the Red Dragon Queen will touch her cat and say "I'll make her an offer she can't refuse", and then throw a lot of problems to her, including but not limited to the dark world, so that Alia While not human inside and out, he was forced to become a tool man.

After all, as long as everyone has a good relationship, whether the protagonist is out of friendship or rational considerations, the ending of helping to be a tool person is always inevitable.

So the third kind of invitation letter, you have to ignore it, and you'll get it right away.

What did people say?At most, they just want to invite you to come and play. Everyone sits down and has a cup of tea and enjoy the water. Doesn't this give you any face?

Even if you don't give face and refuse now, as long as you know about this, you can be regarded as stepping into the abyss of tool people.

The next time someone brings up this invitation, they have to decline the second time?nonexistent.

If you don't look at it, you can still pretend to be false. Everyone can save face and bypass these things in a haha, but as long as you look at it, you have to make a choice.

Children only make choices, adults say they want them all, but in fact they don't want them all.

The hot girl Mu Youzi didn't expect that the other party would have such a move. She held the two pieces of letters innocently and fought them together, then sighed, knowing that it was impossible to reach an agreement, so she could only put it away first. stand up.

The dark world is not a workplace and a shopping mall, and business talks can be torn apart like jelly candy—as the law of the jungle where the weakest and the strongest are reserved, there are many things that the dark world organization directly draws guns and fights in the middle of negotiations.

She doesn't want to provoke this person's anger, and besides, she doesn't think she is qualified to negotiate terms with him...

"Your information came in a timely manner, this is your reward." Spicy Chicken Silk took a gold card from Weeping Mao Maotou, and threw it to the hot girl Mu Youzi without looking at it, highlighting a luxurious atmosphere Image: "It will be calculated according to the premium price, and there is no need to look for it."

The hot girl Mu Youzi looked at the gold card, then at the crooked nutty image of spicy chicken shreds, and finally smiled flatteringly: "Thank you boss for the tip, boss is generous!"

"...This is the payment for the goods."

"Ah, what about the tip?"

"Pfft..." Aliya couldn't hold back, and laughed directly: "Spicy chicken shreds, you also have today..."

Is this the tipping culture in Millikin?love love love...

As she said that, she waved her hand at the hot girl Mu Youzi: "That's the intelligence fund, but I can promise you a small request, it's a favor, you can ask it when you think about it."

"..."

The hot girl Mu Yuzi was taken aback when she heard the words, as if she didn't expect things to develop like this.

Afterwards, there was a joy, obviously did not expect things to develop so smoothly.

In the end, I was a little apprehensive. After hesitating for a moment, this hot girl who has appeared generously several times couldn't help but grab the corner of her clothes, rub her legs together, shyly and shyly raised a finger: "I want to……"

Aliya looked at her posture and asked doubtfully, "A color map?"

"...No, I want a dress."

"Clothes?" Aliya didn't turn around for a while, what kind of request is this: "What clothes?"

"You... are the clothes you wear..."

"..."

Aliya subconsciously looked down at herself when she heard the words, she didn't expect, she didn't expect, Mu Yuzi, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is actually a slut...

She is currently wearing a Ming-made dress with peacock makeup and cloud brocade, a brocade-white outer jacket embroidered with golden peacocks, and a pleated skirt embroidered with twining lotus patterns on a red background.

In fact, there was no such thing as cloud brocade for the satin stored in the Ming Dynasty. It was divided into three types: satin brocade and makeup flower. It was not until the Qing Dynasty that cloud brocade was officially subdivided and became a symbol of high-end silk fabrics.

This girl thinks her dress looks good, so she wants it?

This can be regarded as discerning, the suit she is wearing now is a weaving product of the Song family that has never appeared on the market, and it is the so-called pangolin that is rumored to be surrounded and torn by little bitches.

People who know it may recognize the texture of this brocade, but those who don't know it may regard it as a gorgeous curtain cloth.

What's more, if people make Hanfu with curtain cloth, it can be sold well with a casual name, and there are free copyright fighters.

She took off a coat, and then looked at the other Big Three of the new generation of Blue Star who were looking over, showing a shy expression: "You sisters look at me like this, my sister is very shy..."

Spicy chicken shreds didn't feel anything, Brother Qiang shuddered on the spot, and the khaki color was wild and he couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't really take it off, why does it sound wrong to me?"

"What do you mean? Didn't you want me to wear it? This is the new original flavor today!"

"No, no, no!" Mu Youzi waved his hands again and again to explain: "That's not what I mean, I just want to see the Daming Phoenix Robe, if possible, I, I want to try it on, take a set of artistic photos or something... Please Yes! This is my long-cherished wish in this life!"

As she said, she clasped her hands together and lowered her head in an 'o negai shi ma su' gesture very Japanese girl style.

"That's it... okay." Aliya agreed unhappily: "Anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat after wearing it. I don't care. I'll help you ask my wife."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but for a moment, the hot girl Muyuko felt that she saw a disappointed expression in the other person's eyes...

Disappointed by what?

An illusion, it must be an illusion...

……

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Nanbang A place by the river in the outskirts of the city

"Old man, I went out to buy some food, and today I promised my son to make fried chicken legs for him."

An old woman said so to the old man sitting at the entrance of the canteen, and tremblingly went out with a vegetable basket.

The old man at the canteen sat behind the narrow window and looked at the sky outside, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Is Axiu coming back for dinner tonight?" The old man suddenly asked the old woman as if he suddenly remembered something.

The old woman's cheeks moved, and finally her withered lips squirmed, and she said an insincere 'yes', then bowed her head and staggered out of the canteen.

These words were like taking a reassurance pill for the grandfather in the canteen, and made him calm down again. The humble canteen, looking at the sky outside.

"Oh...he's being stupid again, poor Axiu's family..."

"I've been dead for three years, are you still thinking about it?"

"Thinking that you will be famous, but you die inexplicably, who can bear it?"

"That's right, I just said that it's not easy to be a celebrity... let's not talk about that, you signed the demolition contract?"

"No way, my daughter works in Sansang. If we don't tear it down, the money will be gone, and her job will be gone. I came back last night and cried all night with me..."

Two middle-aged women muttered to each other, walked up to the canteen with a vegetable basket on their shoulders, and shook out a few banknotes: "Grandpa, buy a bottle of vinegar."

The old man withdrew his gaze from looking at the sky, subconsciously turned around and called 'Axiu', and then got no response, so he stood up slowly, and took a bottle of vinegar from under the counter: "This... how much is this?" ?”

Obviously he is the owner, but he asked others for the price.

Fortunately, the two middle-aged women are also neighbors in the neighborhood, and they put down the change that they had prepared a long time ago quite familiarly: "So much, so much, here it is, put it away, don't be fooled by your grandson Take it and use it."

The grandfather accepted the money obediently, and then muttered something in a low voice, but he couldn't hear it clearly. He could vaguely hear ravings like "If Axiu is here", "Sensible", "Help me", but they also disappeared in the small room. In the small canteen, I will not mention it.

The two middle-aged women shook their heads, picked up the cheap vegetables they bought early in the morning and left, and then the old man continued to sit in the house and watch the sky.

After a while, a fat man with thick head and thick head came back with mud all over his body: "Grandma, grandma, are the fried chicken legs ready?"

But there was no response. The old man turned his eyes slightly, looked at him, and then looked back.

The little fat man didn't care, curled his lips, muttered something disgusting as a 'silly old man', then he climbed up to the shelf next to him, took a bottle of drink, opened it to drink, took a few sips and filled it up It was a carbonated burp, so I threw it aside and didn't drink it.

At the corner of the street not far away, two little guys poked their heads out from behind the bricks, carefully looking at the long street in front of them like newborn animals.

"Where is this place?" Nuannuan girl asked in a low voice, and then made a self-made sign language.

To be honest, the dumb girl didn't understand, but she could tell Nuan Nuan's question from her face, so she could only shake her head.

This place is not like a slum, but more like some kind of urban-rural junction. It is located on the outskirts of the city but does not have the prosperity of the city. Although it is old, it is much cleaner and tidy than the slums. The architectural features of the end of the century, no matter how old it is, it is far better than the kind of shack where the mute girl lives-even when she looks at the houses in these places, she still feels a little envious, remembering that she lived in this kind of shack when she was a child local.

It's a pity that my father was addicted to gambling, not only lost the small shop at home, but even mortgaged the house and lost it all. If it wasn't for my mother to set up a stall in the night market to support her, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to support her sister to finish her studies and then service.

Thinking of her mother, the strong mute little girl felt like crying.

However, this depressed mood was interrupted by the slight gurgling sound from Nuannuan girl's stomach—they walked all night and found a culvert to sleep for a few hours in the middle of the night. Seventy-eight thousand meters, but enough to consume all the little milk I drank last night.

The dumb little girl took out her change and counted it, then grabbed Nuan Nuan's hand and pointed to the canteen not far away.

She wants to buy something there, preferably with some on her body, which may be able to support them when they return to the urban area and find the official street management post or traffic police.

There are no public officials they can trust in the suburbs, and the dumb girl never thought of finding a place to make a phone call. It's not because she can't speak that she didn't think about it, but because she knew how to call the police or something. , Uncle policeman can't understand what Nuannuan girl said.

Unless you make cross-country calls—but she heard from her sister that if you make cross-border calls, you need a special line.

Maybe a special phone line?The very long one can be connected to foreign countries?

The dumb girl didn't understand the specifics. She glanced at the word "Telephone" and the logo of the landline in the canteen not far away, and honestly only focused on shopping for food. If she was lucky, they might be able to leave this afternoon. In town.

After all, I have been walking along the river for so long, maybe it is not far away?

Thinking of this, the dumb girl brought Nuan Nuan to the canteen, tiptoed on the edge of the window, and waved her short hands in an attempt to attract the shopkeeper's attention.

"Ah, ah!" she called softly, but there was silence inside.

The Nuannuan girl took a few steps back and jumped a few times trying to see if the person inside was asleep, but the old man was clearly sitting there looking at the sky energetically, as if he hadn't heard any noise outside.

Is it because you are getting old and your ears are bad?

"Grandpa, grandpa! Let's go shopping!" Nuan Nuan shouted in Mandarin.

Then there was a slight sound of a bench moving inside the canteen, and the skinny old man poked his head out, staring blankly outside.

The dumb girl held up the money in her hand and pointed to the chocolate and bread next to her.