Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 102 Does everyone have something to do?
The morning at the Fairy Sleep Inn begins with the singing of birds. Bright sunlight shines through the windows into the room. The gray wild pigeons in the park hop around on the branches of the sycamore trees, continuing their vitality from centuries ago, when the tallest building in the city was still a cliff across the edge of the mountains, as if to indicate that the city's steel and concrete have actually only inherited the direction of natural evolution and have never changed in essence.

Because of the perspective, these little guys known as "cute elves" and "city rogues" are quite similar to the majestic giant birds wreaking havoc in the prehistoric forest, possessing an incomparable sense of huge oppression.

Alice, who had just woken up after staying up all night playing games, yawned and walked down the wooden stairs, only to find that everyone else had already woken up and was eating breakfast at the dining table in the middle of the hall.

The eldest sister, Shesta, brought out a pot of hot soup from the kitchen with a smile on her face. Cabbage and onions could be vaguely seen steaming in the pot. The second sister, Shelia, confidently recommended her latest masterpiece to Linger, who was spreading butter on the bread expressionlessly. Shemi and Medien, a pair of good friends (who had known each other for less than a day), were sharing each other's favorite food. Saint Shalia sat on a chair beside them and stuffed a raw carrot into the mouth of the lamb in her arms, while the lamb chewed the carrot numbly with a look of despair on its face... They were so happy that they didn't seem like they were staying in a hotel, but rather had a warm and homely feeling.

What's going on? I feel like I'm the only one left out!?

Feeling isolated, Alice quickened her pace and went down the stairs, taking three steps at a time.

The traces of last night's banquet had been cleaned up. The magic plants that had played all night were quietly curled up in their pots. In the corners, there were a few drunken rabbits sleeping soundly. How did they get drunk from drinking water? Did Master Shelia mix some strange things into her masterpiece?

"what."

The considerate Metien was the first to notice Alice's appearance and waved happily, "Good morning, Sister Alice!"

"No, I'm not okay at all."

He was immediately met with Metien's contemptuous gaze.

The little fist clenched tightly.

"what?"

Alice, who was originally filled with righteous indignation, fell into deep thought after hearing this. She felt that this view of the problem was rather one-sided. We can imagine that if a maid was forced to stay up until three or four in the morning and could not sleep, could it be said that this was her own will? It must be the fault of the employer, the society, and even the system.

Next to the golden-haired maid was Lingge. At this time, the young man had finished his breakfast. He used the last piece of bread to soak up the soup at the bottom of the bowl, chewed it up bit by bit and swallowed it. Then he picked up the tissue next to him and wiped his mouth twice. He folded it twice very carefully and put it away. Then he turned to Medien next to him and said, "Miss Saint Charia and I are going out for a while. Do you want to come with us, Medien, and you, Alice?"

"!?"

How could there be such an inconsiderate employer towards his maids in the world?
Ai-chan, but I’m really going to be angry, okay?

Is that my problem?

"Ah this!"

So she waved her hand magnanimously: "It's okay, I forgive you."

"But I did go to wake you up." As a maid in the hotel, Xie Mi put down the vegetable soup in her hand and said with a wronged look on her face: "It's just that I knocked on the door for a long time outside, but you didn't answer. Metien said you were sleeping in and there was no need to pay attention to you, so I came down first..."

Alice said angrily, then stood in front of the dining table with her hands on her hips, looking at everyone angrily, with an air of being ready to face the criticism of thousands of people: "Why didn't anyone wake me up? You guys are having breakfast here by yourselves and forgot that I'm still hungry. Don't you have any conscience?"

angry.

Linger took a bite of bread and replied calmly: "No."

Alice pretended not to see the pink-haired girl's eyes. After unilaterally announcing her forgiveness, she found a seat and sat down with peace of mind. She began to enjoy the free breakfast provided by the Fairy Deep Sleep Inn. Compared with the strange dishes at the banquet last night, it was much more normal, just bread, butter, ham and vegetable soup.

Before Metien could answer, Alice called out, "Going out? What for?"

This question was too stupid, Ling Ge didn't even bother to answer it, he just looked at her as if she was an idiot.

Alice then realized belatedly that they had come to Rostin City not for tourism, but to find a way to peel the golden apple. She laughed dryly, avoided Linger's sight guiltily, and said, "You guys can go, I won't go, I have more important things to do—"

She paused for a moment, then seemed to regain her confidence. She really felt that she was doing something that would benefit the country, the people, and the world. She repeated it solemnly, "It is a very, very important thing!"

Actually, it is about developing new games.

Lingge was a little surprised by this answer. He thought Alice would agree immediately, after all, this golden-haired maid was always keen on joining in the fun. But it was good that she didn't join in the fun, which saved him a lot of trouble. At least he didn't have to worry about her squatting down to tease the ants on the roadside, or staring at a pie stand for three minutes and then suddenly turning around and saying, "I'm hungry..." These were Lingge's personal experiences, and they were not exaggerated at all.

Alice has clearly refused, so what does Metien say?

If she were a pink-haired little girl, she would be very happy to go out and play with her brother and the gentle and beautiful sister Saint Shalia...

"I, I'm not going either!"

Metien seemed embarrassed and said, "Shemi and I have an appointment to go to the herb garden together later... uh, I mean, to play in the underground garden, so I won't go out with you this time, Lingge."

She let out the real purpose, and although she quickly changed her words at the suggestion of a fairy maid's eyes, the key words were still caught by the sharp-eyed proprietress, and a meaningful look flashed in her eyes.

It turns out there is a new love.

Alice was surprised, then delighted, and then gloated. It was hard to imagine that a human face could show such rich and wonderful expressions. She looked at Linger secretly, wondering how lost the young man would look after being cruelly rejected by his sister. This would be her greatest source of joy this morning.

Then she was disappointed.

Ling Ge didn't care too much about his sister's refusal. He just nodded calmly: "Okay."

Then he reminded her again: "Be polite and don't do anything too rude."

In fact, it was just a casual remark. After all, Metien has always been well-behaved and sensible, unlike someone who always likes to do trouble.

"Huh?" Someone tilted his head and looked at Linge suspiciously: "I always feel like you are saying bad things about me?"

Her only advantage is her sharp intuition.

Lingge replied expressionlessly: "No."

In order to prevent this guy from continuing to ask questions and pestering him, he stood up and said to Saint Shallia who was sitting opposite him: "Can we set off now?"

The lamb in the girl's arms had just eaten half of the carrot and shook its head frantically when it heard this, but its owner had already nodded gently: "Yes."

The Lamb fell into great sorrow.

Soon, the two of them left the lobby on the first floor of the hotel and walked towards the exit under the guidance of the proprietress Shesta; Xie Mi, who had been stared at by the eldest sister for a long time and felt a little guilty, finally waited for the opportunity and immediately pulled his little friend Medien to escape from the dining table; Alice, who was still thinking about the new game, also finished her breakfast in a few bites, touched her belly, burped, and slowly went back to her room.

The bartender, who had been concentrating on eating and thinking about what new combination to use today, came to her senses and blinked blankly at the empty table in front of her: What's going on? I'm suddenly the only one left?
A faint greeting came from the potted plant in the corner: "Good morning, Miss Shelia, would you like to play a "Roman Symphony" to cheer up your breakfast..."

"you shut up."

"Oh."

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)