Asian Girl Completion Manual.

Chapter 169 104. 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.

Whether Jasmine's light blue hair is wet or not, you feel Milika's gaze, your face turns red, and you cover your chest with both hands, as if you want to hide your heartbeat that is about to be overloaded .

"Because... I know what to use to wipe it, so first..."

Your eyes are wandering, you are obviously talking to Milika, and your face is also facing Milika, but your eyes just want to look at the door frame next to me, as if seeing Milika's body is a crime.

"Do you have any bath towels for him? That's food. He should eat less."

Seeing these delicious roast chickens, Jasmine's eyes were straightened, and Milika looked at you cloudily and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but even so, you still raised your eyes and took a cautious look after eating. Milika put her hands together and said sincerely to me,

"Thank you, Mr. Milika, for giving you food"

Bi Dairong sat next to him, handed you the tableware, shook his head and said,
"It's time to call you teacher. Now he has a way to go back to Santa Ana Elementary School to study again. Anna's official will trace the purpose of demi-humans infiltrating the anthropology school. It is estimated that they will search for the whereabouts of Shangyi before. You just came from I resigned from Shengbi De Elementary School, and I will be the professor of this other magic class again."

Jasmine was just about to move her fork to eat, but she was slightly taken aback when she heard Milika's words, without any sadness, you raised your long earlobe a little, and said loudly before pursing your lips,

"That's right, Mirika-sensei."

You put the tableware on, and stretched out your palm facing the back, only to see that there seems to be countless vitality flowing between these white fingers, and the dull water flow in your eyes immediately lights up.

But if you look closely at the vitality that is full of it, you will find that there seems to be no strands of white water following the glowing water like a shadow.

If you look at it again, there are fewer white water streams and become the background color of your pupils so that it is difficult to be found, while there are more luminous water streams, as if the imbalance is particularly pulled into the abyss by the white water stream.

Jasmine is unable to balance the blessings and curses that exist simultaneously in the body of the whale race, and the rest of my tribe can do it nervously with the help of the accompanying sea beasts.

Although mother said that it was because the curse in her body was weaker than any whale race, but Jasmine is not good at blaming others, only when it is really hiding something from the heart, you will secretly do "bad things" The reason for this is attributed to the love comics that Faer showed himself.
So, you keep thinking it's all your fault for not being able to balance yourself.

Because of the law of balance, the power of the curse dominates my body, which hurts humans, exposes my identity as a whale race, and allows me to see Fael and Isanari again, and also makes Millie Teacher Ka was forced to resign
You even dare to imagine what kind of expressions El and Isabide will show before they know that they are sub-humans.

Jasmine felt no remorse, and tears flowed down her own thoughts, falling on the floor of Milika's room.
"You did it according to the balance your mother said. That's why you..."

While listening, Milika also recalled the characteristics of the whale race that Jasmine mentioned later.

Every time Jasmine is attacked or frightened, she will retreat into this terrifying fighting state, but you yourself said that this is a very safe state, and if you use it too little, it will eventually lead you to an unpredictable and bad ending.

How to balance blessings and curses is the key, but Bi Dairong understands how the other whale races do it, and can teach you how to do it, but I just don't have anything else that I can do.

Seeing you crying with your head down, Milika stretched out her hand to Jasmine, waiting for a scorching tear to fall heavily on her palm. Jasmine also raised her head in surprise when she noticed Milika's movement. When he came, Bi Dairong tightly clenched the drop of tears together with his palm, and put them behind Jasmine's face in a fist state.

At this time, outside the eyes full of tears, what you see is still the expressive Milika,

"Tears helped him achieve anything, whether it was self-blame or sadness, it should stop before that tear fell. He wanted to find his aunt, find a way for him to achieve balance, You also have 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 you achieve your goals."

"Although you are now his teacher again, let's say you don't have a common goal to achieve. You are also very interested in him as a whale race. He once promised to let you study him, right?"

"Hey?"

Hearing Milika's words, Jasmine's face covered with tears turned red, and you sat up straight, nodded subconsciously and said,
"Yes. Teacher Milika."

That well-behaved appearance made Milika believe that she was cheating a pure and handsome bad woman. I shook my head helplessly to dispel that thought, and dragged the bag full of magic materials along the way. behind his desk,

"Let's eat first. Bi Dairong, Isanari and him are true friends. Even if they know that he is a sub-race, they will despise him. They still have no chance to meet again in the past years. Of course, in everything Before it’s over. And after that, each of you can focus on your own goals.”

"By the way, he was so reckless last night that he even forgot to take away the items you sent back from Annaou and his aunt in exchange for him. Fortunately, you stayed in front of the palace and packed them up after the official people came. Just put it here, and you will study the clues left by his aunt later."

Jasmine pursed her lips, looking at the back of Milika who had already taken out the magic ingredients one by one, did I look at myself, the fierce words seemed to teach and comfort, which warmed Jasmine's heart slightly.

So you told yourself to be weak, wiped the corners of your eyes that were dripping with tears, and nodded subconsciously, but then you realized that Teacher Bi Dairong didn't even see your actions, so you had to be stupid "Hmm" in response.

The conversation started, and Jasmine finished cooking to replenish her energy, while Milika took a deep breath and held the carving knife beside the table in her hand.

I'm about to finish the magic crest that I will use before engraving it.

In addition to engraving the magic under the cane as usual, I also bought a deck of playing cards to engrave the magic on.

Because some magic can have such a good effect when used on something like a cane, a special carrier is usually designed to exert the minimum effect of magic.

Afterwards, if Milika has such a small cost to buy a special carrier, I will use playing cards instead. Anyway, my physical fitness is very weak now, so I can throw one at a time.

Well, Milika Frugal Resident Benavidez's name is well deserved.

The magic circuit under my arm lit up, and my eyes were also focused on the poker card under the table, carefully carving out the magic.

It was not until late at night when Ms. Martha came back that I was interrupted. Ms. Martha asked me if I wanted to have dinner. Milika agreed to come up, and I just took a break at that time.

I relaxed my shoulders and examined my own retreat.

In those seven hours, I actually carved eight middle-ring magics.

speed is fast
On the contrary, it is too slow.

Although the magic power after the training is indeed much less than the final one, what really speeds up Bi Dairong's engraving is that I seem to feel that I am more handy when engraving the coat of arms, as if the soul is sensitive to the echo of the world Same as lower.

I looked up at my slightly deformed magical circuit, whether I knew whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, and my intuition told me that it was not a purely good thing
Although it sounds a little too reliable, sometimes Milika still follows her intuition, especially when facing some gentlemen.

Jasmine in front of her had already emptied the grilled chicken under the plate, and there was even a little bit of soup left.

During the period when Milika was engraving the coat of arms, you were also idle, and you read books that were not about magic from Bi Dairong's bookshelf.

Milika wanted to let Mr. Martha know that there was a multi-human man living outside her room, so I went up to get food and ate it outside the room, and I also brought several pieces of cloth with me.

The sound insulation of the room is bad, you can only hear the sound unless you are very close to the room, but Mr. Martha has very good ears at a young age, so Milika is not worried that Jasmine who speaks loudly will be spotted by you.

There is no sewing machine used by Martha on the upper floor of the rental house, and Milika borrows it to make clothes from time to time.

Although Milika is a 74-year-old gentleman, I know a lot of skills.

I can not only play the piano but also step on the sewing machine. After that, the clothes I gave to La Fisher were the modified version of Anna's men's clothing that I specially designed for the dragon race. La Fisher wore them until we parted in Corvette Harbor Clothes made by Milika for you.

Now there are still fabrics left over from making dragon clothes for La Fisher outside the house, and Milika is planning to make one for Jasmine to try, it only fits the shape of your whale race, the most important thing It still has to fit the size of your supermodel.
Well, Renee needs to do it for you by herself. You can wear abnormal human clothes. Although you have been pestering yourself to do it for you, I will do it for you when you come back. It’s just that when I suddenly do it for Jasmine, Millie It was only then that Ka remembered that incident.

"Take that measuring ruler and measure his size. It's just a matter of time when you're tired of doing magic and change the feel, so that he won't have to wear a nightgown or a shirt before going out."

Jasmine blushed, stood up obediently and raised her hands to let Milika do whatever she wanted, flapping her ears one by one.

But when you look at the fabrics that Milika puts under the table, you are still a little surprised that the gentleman Anna in Milika can make clothes.In addition to Jasmine's impression, the only overseas people who can make clothes are the jellyfish species living under the small sea vortex far away, so you asked,

"Mr. Milika can also make clothes?"

"Well, I used to make money from that when I was a kid."

Outside the church school, few older children will be taught how to make a living. There is no manual work like sewing and cooking, and no low-level art categories such as painting and musical instruments. It is because the foreign teachers are very poor in art, basically just teaching An introduction, Bi Dairong's music and painting were studied in retreat outside the Royal Academy.

That's because any child can read a book at the very beginning, and without a basic skill can make us lose one way of life, even to the point of starving to death.

The studious Bi Dairong learned good sewing and painting skills here, but Milika is also omnipotent. I learned how to cook. In the peak period, I almost poisoned myself and Trundle to death. .

Oh, I forgot to mention that at that time, it was this nun with a small chest who taught sewing and painting, so Bi Daironggeli had no interest in learning, and he learned very well.

The cook was taught by a very old little mother bishop. Milika was willing to ask the mother god to forgive her sins after slaughtering chickens and picking cabbage, so she basically learned everything, and she simply gave up at the beginning.

Before measuring the size, Milika turned her head and sat behind the workbench to draw the basic skirt style, and she can start working after a while.

Bi Dairong plans to settle all the things that need to be prepared in the first two days tomorrow. If Anna finds the official life insurance, Qi Blake will continue to look for Jasmine and take action against you. He will take the initiative against me after me.

I determined the shape and paused for a second or two when drawing the length of the fabric behind the chest. Although it was already exaggerated visually, it was really scary to look at it under the data.

I turned my head to look at Jasmine in front of me, and made you sit up shyly and obediently let Milika look at you, thinking it was an activity to step back and measure something, but Fisher just shook his head to let you relax.

You don’t know why you don’t have a general sense of cuteness behind Milika’s face. This bold and generous appearance is far from your image as the “royal” whale race in the ocean, which makes Milika feel that you are Rather hateful.

"Okay, when you go to type it up, I guess the finished product will be ready tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, Mr. Milika'
As Jasmine spoke, her voice stopped abruptly, because Martha inside suddenly knocked on the door of Milika's room, making Jasmine think that she had been exposed, and you almost shrunk in fright, covering it quickly. He winked at Milika with his own mouth.

Milika pointed to the bathroom, telling you to hide outside, and then opened the door before, revealing a strange-looking Martha man holding a folded paper inside.

"Milika, that's... well, what did he order, a service push paper? None of the staff delivered it just now."

staff member?Also serve push paper?

What it is?
Bi Dairong took the paper from Martha's hand, but found that there were hot boys and eye-catching artistic characters printed on it, and they were throwing winks and exciting messages at the person who read the push paper.

"Pink Pavilion's special push service, there are no ordinary discounts on drinks and gentlemen on Saturdays ~ all in Pink Pavilion."

Milika's face was covered with white lines, and she used her hands to cover the man with a hot body and the message written in elegant handwriting below him.

That's Bell's method of contacting himself. The Pink House will sometimes send regular customers and hotels the kind of advertising paper that promotes services to promote our promotions or new boys.

Bell's transmission of information in that way is both deceptive and very featureless.

As soon as Bi Dairong raised her head, she saw Martha, who had turned around and wanted to leave, opened her mouth, and then walked back quietly, exhorting loudly,
"Listen, Bi Dairong. You know he doesn't have certain needs at that age, but he can definitely go to that kind of place again"

"You went, just."

"You can think about it, but Renee will be sad!"

"You knew already."

Milika, crying and laughing, interrupted your words after Martha advised herself to hurry up and get married and have a big baby, and quickly closed the door to prevent you from bombarding yourself indiscriminately.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Jasmine also stretched out her big head from the bathroom, looking at Milika inside and the paper outside my hand.

Milika put the paper by her side, trying to spoil you by letting you see the photos of her hot men, but thinking about the news Bell brought back, you wrote,

"The day before yesterday, at four o'clock in the evening, see you at the Miou Cemetery. The information will be available tomorrow."

so slow?

You can be sure to get the information you want in just a day and a half?

Anyway, I am going to the cemetery to attend the meeting, but I will be careful that I will be set in a trap.

Mio Cemetery is a public cemetery near the outskirts of the city. Many citizens will bury our ashes outside this place before the death of their loved ones. It is very quiet here, and it is very suitable for private meetings at night.
Milika had no plans in mind, and silently squeezed the pink paper in her hand into a ball, and prepared to burn it when she came back. I told Jasmine to stay outside the room for a while, and then I was ready to go up and help Jasmine to be you. clothing.

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