Mystery: Lucky One

Alice stared at Klein in shock. She said sincerely:

"You know what? Now I think I understand Amon.

"I really want to beat you up, but I'm afraid I'll accidentally hit you and cause you to hurt...

“Can you get promoted quickly and become the real Mr. Fool tomorrow…”

Klein gasped in horror.

This reaction made Alice very unhappy. She glared at Klein fiercely for a while, then suddenly smiled and said:

"It's late. Go to bed early, Mr. Fool~"

The tone of voice was not Alice's usual tone, but Klein was not unfamiliar with it. After all, he had heard a similar tone many times in the past few days - Cynthia.

Never mind. Just let her vent her anger... Klein helplessly watched Alice's figure disappear from the spot, and then prepared to go to bed.

He didn't have the habit of recognizing a bed. Although he hadn't been in the hotel bed for several days, he still felt the familiar warmth as soon as he touched it and fell asleep smoothly...

Dreamland?

Klein opened his eyes blankly. The sleepiness that had just been brewing disappeared from his body like a tide in an instant, and he woke up again.

"...Alice!" After staring at the ceiling for more than ten seconds, Klein finally couldn't help but yelled.

The room was silent, no one spoke, and no one suddenly appeared, as if Alice was really not here.

But Klein didn't believe it at all. He gritted his teeth, sat up from the bed in his pajamas, and asked with his eyebrows pinched:

"What do you want to do now..."

With a creaking sound, the door quietly opened a crack, and a golden head poked out from inside, blinking and saying:

"Actually, I just want to see you get up and go back to sleep..."

Klein was speechless. He remained silent for a while and responded with a universal answer: "6."

Alice silently retracted her head.

But the sleepiness that had been brewing had already disappeared. Klein called out to Alice:

"Wait a moment.

"You said I could digest the Faceless Man's potion by impersonating you..."

Alice hesitated for a moment as she retreated halfway, then opened the door, entered the room, and locked the door.

She hesitated in response to Klein's puzzled look, "You really won't beat me up after you finish acting..."

“…You also know that you deserve a beating, right?” Klein glared at her.

Alice raised her head and began to look at the ceiling.

Klein looked at her speechlessly and continued:

"I feel like I'm used to it... If you talk to me nicely, I'll feel a little uncomfortable."

Alice looked at Klein in surprise. Just as she was about to speak, she heard his familiar voice: "Shut up."

She obediently covered her mouth and swallowed back questions like "Are you an M?", then put her hand down and asked another question:
"But, if you were to play me, what would you do?

"Go to the God-Forsaken Land and be Amon's toy?"

Klein fell into deep thought. He suddenly realized that playing Alice seemed... a little too dangerous.

No, even if it wasn’t originally exceeded, if it wanted to match the character’s setting, it would definitely exceed the limit later... Thinking of the big and small troubles Alice had caused, Klein was silent for a while.

Alice looked at Klein and finally couldn't help but complain:
"Actually, if you want to be Amon's toy, you don't have to pretend to be me. After all, you are..."

Klein looked at Alice expressionlessly.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Alice blurted out, "So you like stand-in literature!"

"Get out." Klein said succinctly.

Alice looked down at the ground, then turned hesitantly to look at Klein. Before she could speak, Klein suddenly had an idea and reorganized his words:
"go out."

Alice went out obediently.

……

I saw Bill Brando again at noon the next day.

Alice came to the Sweet Lemon bar with Klein with an inexplicable sense of ritual.

Alice did not hide her figure. While hiding the special aura of a demigod, the girl with strange dress and well-behaved appearance attracted a lot of people's attention.

Many eyes were cast upon her, and then by the crazy adventurers beside her.

Alice seemed not to notice the exchange of glances. She appeared in front of the bar in a flash. She half-knelt on the bar as the bartender looked at her in astonishment and asked:

“What’s the most popular drink here?”

This flash of his hand, which did not reveal any spiritual fluctuations, successfully drew everyone's attention. Klein paused for a moment, then walked naturally towards the bar.

The bartender calmed down a little after hearing Alice's question, smiled, and said with a little pride: "Of course it's the most popular 'Sweet Lemon' in the whole of Oravi!"

“Here…” Alice took out a one-pound note from her body, turned back to look at Klein, and then continued, “Two cups.”

Klein stopped.

After appreciating the wonderful cocktail-mixing moves, Alice took the change from the bartender and two glasses of "Sweet Lemon", skipped over to Klein, and handed him one of the glasses.

Klein fell into deep thought as he looked at the liquid in the glass that was swaying but not spilling.

Alice ignored him and took a sip of the "sweet lemon".

This cocktail called "Sweet Lemon" is light yellow in color with a faint hint of green in it, adding a touch of fresh color to the whole.

Mint leaves and lemon slices were used as decoration. Alice stared at the glass for a few seconds and thought that a straw should be added here.

Alice lowered her head and was about to take a sip to taste it, but suddenly she heard the sound of someone coming in. She looked up at the door in confusion.

The man was a black-haired, blue-eyed man with meticulously groomed hair.

He was wearing a swallowtail suit and a pair of leather shoes, but his cuffs were unbuttoned.

He looked a little nervous and uneasy. He ignored any gazes here and quickly searched the tavern with his eyes, and then successfully found the target.

He walked to the vicinity of the black boxing venue without looking around, but moved his hands and feet steadily. He exhaled slowly, a slightly stiff smile appeared on his face, and he stared at the stage intently.

Just a new gambler, nothing to worry about - Alice lowered her head again and took a sip of the "sweet lemon" in her hand.

As she got closer, a fresh lemon scent spread. Alice squinted her eyes in satisfaction and took a sip of the wine that had a moderately sweet and sour taste.

Klein would definitely like this taste... However, it would be too damaging for a crazy adventurer to have a sweet tooth...

Alice licked her lips and glanced at Klein who was cosplaying as Gehrman Sparrow. (End of this chapter)