The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 107 The girl should be reserved

Zell opened the door with a hint of expectation that it might be Roy, but it was Caitlin who he saw.

"Sister Kai, why are you here?" Kaitlyn usually came at night, and this was the first time she came here in the morning. "If you're here for coffee, you'd better go to another place."

Caitlin took off her hat. This action meant that her attitude would not be so professional and she could be relatively relaxed.

She looked Zell up and down to make sure he wasn't injured: "I received a report saying that you've been burglarized, so I came here to check the situation. How is it? Did you lose anything?"

Zell waved his hands again and again: "No, no, where there are any thieves, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? Then something happened." Kaitlyn was obviously not easy to be fooled, she walked directly past Zell into the coffee shop.

Generally speaking, Kaitlyn would need to show a search warrant when searching the house, but Zell happened to be her brother and sister, and with this relationship in it, he didn't even need a search warrant.

This made Zell a little speechless. It is not necessarily a good thing to have a relative who works in the Department of Justice.

Caitlin walked in and looked around, and Zell followed her and explained: "Actually, the new employees are ignorant. They don't open the door or window when they enter the store. The light is too dark. I thought it was a thief, so I yelled on the street. , and someone took it seriously."

"Gwen, come out, the sheriff wants to see you." After finishing speaking, he called Gwen out to show Caitlin: "This is our new employee, her name is Gwen."

Gwen quickly stuffed the big scissors into the bottom of her skirt and walked out from the back kitchen.

"Mr. Sheriff..." Facing Caitlin, Gwen smiled awkwardly but still.At that time, she didn't have such a profession as a police chief. She didn't know how to deal with it at all, and she was very uncertain.

My lord... Catelyn doesn't think it's right.

Sheriff itself is already a respectful title, adding an adult would seem a bit cumbersome and flattering.Generally speaking, only those prisoners caught by her would add these two words when begging for mercy, and she listened to it as a joke and strictly followed the judicial process.

Looking at Gwen's dreamy and gorgeous dress, Caitlin somewhat doubted the legitimacy of her working in the coffee shop, saying that she was almost an idol like Seraphine.But for Zell's sake, she didn't make it too difficult for Gwen, and only asked a few relatively simple questions.

"Your name is Gwen, right? Where are you from?"

"Kamavia."

Kamavia?Is there a place for this?Caitlin looked slightly to the side.Zell received the hint, thinking that it is strange that you know the ancient country thousands of years ago.

"Gwen is from the island east of Bilgewater. Her parents sent her here to avoid the invasion of Soul Eater Night. Don't ask me why she is the only one..." Zell put on a poignant look , touched Gwen's head, and the latter obediently stared at the shiny black bow on his chest without saying a word.

Or rather, dare not speak at all.

Master's tricks! This is, this sheriff's aura is so strong, his eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts.The store manager Zell is not simple, he just made up an identity for her.She was afraid that if she interrupted, she would reveal her secrets.

It turned out to be an orphan who was deprived of his parents by the night of the soul... Caitlin propped up her chin with her index finger.

It's no secret that the Pirate City has a death-related season. Every year, many people smuggle from Bilgewater to Zaun to escape Night of the Soul, and some of them never return.

These people have brought cultural infiltration, which makes the undead not an unfamiliar concept in a technological city-state.That's why Zell was directly identified as a necromancer by those gangsters. Maybe there was a little bastard among them who came from Bilgewater and had seen something similar.

"Are you an adult?"

"It's an adult." Gwen answered with hooked hands.Regardless of her young age, she is more than 1000 years old.

"Sister, can you still believe me! I definitely don't employ child labor here. Gwen just has a baby face." The flesh on her cheek was pinched, Gwen showed a gritted expression, but Zell didn't She didn't take it seriously, as if to prove that her skin had reached the thickness of an adult.

Caitlin nodded, and her next question had nothing to do with Gwen: "Well, what about Roe?"

"She... asked for leave." Zell let go of his hand, and immediately felt that bullying Gwen was meaningless. He pointed to the kitchen and said to her, "It's none of your business. You can go back and wash the dishes."

Gwen glanced at him full of resentment, rubbed her cheeks, turned and went into the back kitchen.

"Are you guys dating?" Kaitlyn was referring to Roy, and she still remembered that her mother encouraged Zell to pursue Roy.

"No." Zell put his hands in his pockets, stroked the crystal bottle gently, and wrapped the necklace around his fingers.

Seeing his lonely face, Caitlin thought they were having a conflict, so she didn't ask further: "It's good that you didn't get robbed, but you still have to be careful, your Poro are worth a lot in the eyes of some people." Money, don't get stolen."

"I know." Zell said, "If there's nothing else to do, let's do this first, I'm going to open for business."

"Wait." Caitlin pulled him to the side of the sofa: "I found that Wei has become depressed since I came back from you last time, as if eating a stuffy jar. Do you know what's going on?"

"That day we just talked a few words in a normal way. When she left the coffee shop, she was still talking and laughing. I didn't see anything happened." Goodbye Wei.

"I asked her what's wrong and she didn't say anything." Caitlin was worried, she didn't like the feeling of being deliberately concealed.

"Maybe she met her sister in Zaun. It's really hard to tell you about it. After all, you are a policeman and she is a criminal. Or maybe something happened and she suddenly grew up." Zell made a random guess, He also wanted to ask if his aunt was in a bad mood when she came, but he was afraid that Caitlin's head would be shot by flicking her fingers if she said something rude.

Caitlyn should be well aware of these things.

"Growing..." Caitlin chewed on this intriguing word over and over again, thinking that this was the most likely direction.After a while, she put on her hat again. "I'm going back, so I won't bother you."

"Walk slowly."

Watching Caitlin leave, Zell turned around and found that Gwen had come behind him at some point, without any movement, like a ghost.

"What are you doing here?" For a moment he felt like he was going to be stabbed.

"The dishes are all washed." Gwen's hands were stuck together like scissors, and she looked straight at Zell, as if she didn't know what shyness was: "You didn't betray me, did you?"

"She already thinks you are the clerk of the Poro Cafe, otherwise she will put you on a silver bracelet and take you away."

"Then what do you think?" She swayed her body from side to side, and the light skirt swayed accordingly.

"Let's count it as a temporary shop assistant."

"Okay! You can play with Poro!" Recognized, Gwen jumped up and hugged Zell's neck, happily kicking his calves in turn, almost shaking him unconscious.

Regardless of whether it is based on body sensations or impressions, Zell feels that she is no different from normal girls. She likes cute things and plays, and feels very happy for every moment she is alive.

It's just that the concept of men and women is a bit thin.

"What are you playing? It's already opened. Also, girls have to be more reserved, do you understand!" Zell tore Gwen off, pinched the back of her neck and pushed her to the bar counter like a duck on the shelf.

"Since you are a clerk, you must master the corresponding skills, starting from the most basic serving tea and water, cleaning the table and washing the tableware, and finally making various drinks according to the customer's requirements." Zell held her by the shoulder. Turning half a circle to face himself, he said seriously: "I hope you can master these skills within today, at most no later than tomorrow, the sooner the better."

"But I'm a tailor, one day...you are too hard to be human."

Zell clenched his right fist against his mouth: "Ahem! This is a necessary condition for becoming a regular."

Gwen's eyes lit up, and his attitude changed 180 degrees.

"The store manager! Please spur me!"

(End of this chapter)