Clow is perfect

"Come to work?" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows, thinking of something, "Are you an employee of that trading shop?"

"Yes." The white-haired and green-eyed elf nodded, "I'm here to help Mr. Zhongyuan, please rest assured, I will control my ability to ensure that Mr. Zhongyuan can wake up at the right time."

Before talking about it, Jing actually gave Zhongyuanzhong a blessing that he would not be attacked by nightmares, but he didn't expect that he was too tense now and couldn't sleep, so the blessing would not work.

Knowing the ability of the little elf in front of him, Zhong Yuanzhong will not believe him, but if he wants to fall asleep in front of such a guy who can't defend himself and will make him fall asleep, he will still be more or less vigilant: "You He really just came to help me, he didn't have any bad ideas, and he didn't come here pretending to be someone, right?" And this guy had a history of letting him fall asleep at will.

"Of course." Jing moved closer, flew to the orange-haired boy, pointed to his forehead, which has patterns of stars and moons on it, "This is one of the symbols of me as a person in that shop, our shop owner There are also wonderful lines on the head, right?"

"That's right." After seeing the lines clearly, Zhong Yuanzhong also muttered, frowning and reluctantly decided to believe him, "Then I believe you once, if you dare to lie to me, I will kill you, put you and that Destroy all the stores." Although it seemed to be stuck in the middle, it was still a vicious threat.

But that store will change location tomorrow, and Mr. Zhongyuan can't find it.Jing blinked, but didn't say the words.

"Then Mr. Nakahara, please lie down, I am going to activate the magic and supernatural powers." He flew to the shoulder of Nakahara Chuya, stretched out his small hand and pushed him to try to make him lie down, but he was still not used to it. My own magic is called a different ability.

Feeling the strength that was not there at all, the orange-haired boy complied with him and lay down, but prevented the elf from activating his ability immediately: "Wait, speaking of it, what do you want as a reward? Money? Information?" If If the guy replied that it was information, at least he had to find out if he wanted to spy on PortMafia.

"Not those." Jing shook his head and said honestly, "Just like when I came to Mr. Zhongyuan, I just need a little bit of your energy."

Zhong Yuanzhong did not forget to catch the words of the guy who called himself Mian. At that time, he did not lose anything, and his body did not change much. Apart from the improvement of sleep quality, there seemed to be no problems.

"You'd better not lie." He closed his eyes and tried to relax, "Because you came last time, the surveillance here has been in operation all the time, if you dare to do something, you can't hide it from me."

"Okay, okay." The elf flew in front of him, waved the little magic wand in his hand, and the tiny light spots drifted down and landed on Nakahara Chuya, relaxing his slightly tense body, and clenched it tightly. His fists slowly lost strength, his breathing was steady and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.

"Good night, Mr. Chuya Nakahara."

This sleep was so refreshing that Zhong Yuanzhong was not so angry when he saw his annoying partner causing trouble again later.However, he did check the surveillance to make sure that Mian did not do anything strange, but after he fell asleep, he grabbed his hair for a while and then left, only then did he feel that there was something for that strange shop of unknown origin and Mian. Gained some trust.

The mirror confirmed from Nakahara Nakaya that his magic power has indeed become stronger. If he met him before, he would soon be drunk by the too powerful magic power. Now there is no such problem, and he can get it smoothly. magic.

Next, just go to Mr. Nakahara Nakaya every night, and you will be able to get magic power, which is great.

The beautiful mirror visited Zhongya Zhongya's home on time on the second night.This time, the orange-haired boy who almost believed him didn't say much, and turned his head with one hand on his chin, a little embarrassed: "I slept well yesterday, thank you for your hard work."

"It's nothing, leave it to me tonight too!" The little elf puffed up his chest and spun around proudly, the wings behind him were shaking happily, inexplicably reminding Zhong Yuanzhong of a dog with a particularly fast tail wagging.

"Well, please." Looking at it this way, he felt that the guy in front of him was really a little innocent, and the orange-haired boy labeled him stupid in his heart, and lay down and closed his eyes.

"Then, good night." The mirror image cast a spell on him like yesterday, and then left after getting some magic power. He kept his promise and didn't touch any extra things, so here in the Central Plains, he became very happy. Professional ethics.

On the fourth day, Mirror received an unexpected gift.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, is this...?" Jing looked at the thing in front of him, a little dazed.

It was a delicate-looking two-storey small house, half a meter high, with all the furnishings. For a sleeper about ten centimeters long, it was a suitable room.

"I saw it by the way when I was on a mission today." Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his hat slightly, and tried to put his tone casually, "Even if you said that you have received the reward, I don't seem to have lost anything. This seems to be quite suitable for you. I bought it casually. Let me tell you first, I just don't want to owe you favors."

He felt that Mian, who needed to work part-time in such a store, probably had no suitable place to stay.Such a difference that can be seen at a glance and a supernatural ability that is difficult for ordinary people to resist. If someone finds out, if they want not to become a tool or plaything in the hands of others, they will definitely have to run around and hide.

Jing flapped his wings and walked around the small house several times. The more he looked at it, the more he felt perfect. He turned his head and thanked Zhongya Zhongya excitedly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhongyuan! I have never lived in such a house before, really. Thank you so much! I will definitely protect your sleep! But can I really accept it?"

His golden-green eyes were filled with warm sincerity and gratitude, making Nakahara Nakahara, who felt that he had done nothing serious, turn his head uncomfortably, cleared his throat, and changed the subject: "Well. Anyway, this thing It's yours." After he finished speaking, he realized what was wrong, and frowned, "But with your body shape, you shouldn't be able to take it home, do you need me to help you deliver it to that store?"

"No need, let's put it at Mr. Zhongyuan's place for now, there is no place to put it in the store." Jing shook his head.He knew that if he brought it to the store, he would actually end up in his own room in the end, but that was Osamu Dazai's house, not to mention Osamu Dazai's thoughts and guesses about the things that suddenly appeared, in case Nakahara finds him one day Osamu Dazai found out that it would be bad if the thing that was given to Mian appeared there.

"Then where have you been living?" Interpreting his words as meaning that he doesn't live in the store and there is no place to live, Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned subconsciously, thinking that he was too miserable.

Jing thought about where he was usually, and gave a vague answer: "In a kind person's house." Mr. Dazai said that he took him in out of kindness.

"Huh?" This answer didn't satisfy Zhongyuan, he always felt that the elf in front of him was easy to deceive, "What kind of kind person is that?"

"Uh, it's a..." I didn't expect him to ask such a detailed question, Jing paused, thinking, while trying to portray Dazai Osamu's image better and trying his best to discard the overly obvious character characteristics , "Although I am often away from home, or come back late, clamoring to eat something I like or not going to work, talking about the idiots I met at work, often drinking with drinking buddies, and doing strange behaviors (find a rope to put on I hang myself on the top of the room), I may die if I eat the dishes I cook, I am not allowed to run around, I don’t like seeing my sister, and I don’t like me always being disobedient, but, but..."

He said "but" for a long time, and when he felt that something was wrong, he choked out a sentence: "But he probably works hard and is a good person."

Nakahara Chuya, who was full of question marks, said "huh?", unbelievable, and his tone rose several degrees: "You live with a middle-aged man who is greasy with waste diesel?? He is also trying to brainwash you and imprison you ??"

"Huh? No." Jing didn't understand why he was connected with this image, and defended a bit, "He's very young, not that kind of person."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at him for a while, making sure that the trust on his face was real, he let out a "tch", and covered his face helplessly: "Okay, I got it." He knew that this guy must have been cheated I didn't even realize it, and now I still foolishly think that the person who took me in is a good person.

In any case, this guy is too pitiful. He was born in a laboratory and has abilities that ordinary people don't have, but he doesn't have his own family and friends. Get scammed.

Maybe he can't do much, but at least help the idiot realize the crisis.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he had assumed a certain responsibility, looked at the mirror seriously, and told him: "If something strange happens one day, you must come to my place. This small house belongs to you, and you have another shelter." People here, do you know?"

"Ah, I see." Jing felt that what he was facing seemed to be a very important matter, and couldn't help nodding solemnly, "Thank you, Mr. Zhongyuan."

The two reached a certain consensus on this, although one of them didn't seem to understand the painstaking efforts of the other.

On the seventh day of Jing Man leisurely running the trading shop, another familiar customer came.

This guest was surprised for a shorter time than the others, and quickly accepted that such a strange trading shop suddenly appeared in the alley that had been carefully searched next to the hotel where he was staying.

"Although things are a bit strange, my intuition tells me that this place can indeed help me fulfill my little regret." The young man with brown hair and brown eyes laughed, as warm as jade, "Can you listen to my wish? Miss."

"Of course." The little girl with pink hair nodded and recognized who was in front of her.

"I want to meet my new friend one more time before leaving here." The man sighed, seeming distressed, "Can you help me find him?"