Mystery: Lucky

Alice thoughtfully tucked the necklace back, restoring everything to the way it had been before she started, trying to replicate every fold and hair.

After doing all this, Alice looked at the closed door of the room and was stunned for a moment. She was about to run to the bathroom, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Klein...have you finished washing?

After being stunned for two seconds, Alice appeared at the bathroom door.

...It’s better not to go in.

By the way...where's Cynthia?

Alice blinked and looked at the empty corridor. After hesitating for a moment, she stayed where she was.

In fact, it seems that I can leave now... After all, after signing the contract, it is impossible for Klein to really be with Cynthia... Uh, wait a minute.

Alice was lazily leaning against the wall and thinking wildly. Suddenly, she jumped up.

If I remember correctly, what Cynthia said was..."I want to have a child with you", right?

There was nothing wrong with this under normal circumstances, but considering that the person opposite was an evil god, Alice had to start thinking about who gave birth to the baby.

Stimulate.

While she was marveling at this, Klein walked out wearing a bathrobe and with steamy hair.

Alice looked at the particularly tight straps on the outside of her bathrobe and fell into thought.

She looked at it for a while, but found that Klein had been standing still. After thinking seriously for several seconds, Alice finally realized-ah, he didn't know the road here.

Alice's eyes wandered for a moment, but after thinking about it, she realized that this was not her problem. She was considering whether she should give Klein directions.

At this moment, the door to the room diagonally opposite opened with a creak, and Cynthia, wearing only a silk nightgown, came out.

Her blond hair hangs down slightly messily, and there are even a few strands floating in front of her blue eyes and bright red lips, leaving her eyes half-covered and her lips open and closed, looking extremely alluring in the dim and ambiguous environment.

The neckline of the silk nightgown was wide open, and Alice's eyes were drawn to it. After more than ten seconds, she suddenly turned curiously to Klein, who was said to be unable to respond.

Klein was looking Cynthia up and down with a "playful" gaze. Alice looked at the specially tightened belt on the bath towel and gritted her teeth.

Looking at Cynthia who became more and more shy under Klein's gaze, Alice realized that if the performance element was not considered, at least until now, Cynthia was still a human being.

But none of them cared about this, especially Klein. Although he had not realized the thought-provoking question of "who is the one who gave birth to the child?", he did not have the nature of having a child with Cynthia. He responded calmly:

"Prepare coffee for me and put it in the study.

"I have a lot to deal with tonight, you don't have to wait for me."

This is too confusing, Mr. Fool... Alice suddenly wanted to laugh. She shook her head and sighed in her heart.

——Klein now looks like one of those boys who would invite girls to a hotel to play games for a night.

Cynthia raised her head blankly, unable to understand the response.

This is obviously not enough to deal with Cynthia, and Klein also understands this, but when he thinks of Alice's previous appearance, Klein feels a heartfelt aversion to contact with Cynthia.

Klein did not touch Cynthia, but gave a comforting smile and said softly:

"I will accompany you well in a few days."

Maybe it would be better to hug her and kiss her, but...

Klein scolded Alice in his heart - he felt that even if he hadn't signed the contract, it would be difficult for him to become interested in similar things in a short time.

Cynthia's face showed obvious disappointment, but she would not go against "Emilius"'s wishes. She quickly calmed down her emotions, put on a smile and said:

"OK.

"General, your pajamas are in your room and your bathrobe is not suitable for handling matters."

She smiled so unintentionally... Alice glanced at Cynthia, remembering the last scene in the revelation, she suddenly chuckled and whispered where no one could hear:

"It doesn't matter. From now on, you don't need to smile at others like this against your will."

——When you die, doesn’t it mean that you no longer need to laugh against your will?

Alice curled her lips and watched Klein walk into the bedroom and then come out wearing dark red pajamas.

Ah, why not big red... Alice looked away in disappointment.

Cynthia opened the door to the study diligently, which made Alice very sad - she didn't see the scene where Klein couldn't find the study after the bedroom.

Alice sighed and ignored the attentive Cynthia. She slipped behind Klein and browsed the documents and information together as he turned the pages.

So, after Klein turned the page once, Alice looked at Klein, who seemed very professional, and fell into deep thought.

...can he understand?

Ironclad ships, sail battleships...the relevant data and design concepts of the messy ships slid through Alice's smooth brain without leaving any trace.

Watching Klein finish browsing carefully and imitating the admiral's handwriting and signature...huh?

Alice watched Klein write "research some more" on some documents and realized that he was actually just pretending.

Watching Klein pretending to correct the document, Alice pondered for a few seconds, stole a chair from another room, brought the chair with her to Klein's side, and appeared quietly.

She turned halfway to look at Klein, and shouted with a smile in her eyes:

"Mr. Fool, I want to..."

"Shut up." Klein said expressionlessly, and at the same time, the pen in his hand was broken.

Alice stared at the pen in silence for two seconds, and the two broken halves were reassembled to become a complete pen.

Klein was finally willing to turn his head for the repaired pen and looked at Alice.

Alice shrank her neck at his expression, raised her right hand and made a not-so-standard oath gesture, and then said:

"I won't talk nonsense today, I promise."

Klein glanced at him with emotionless eyes and continued to review the documents.

Alice stared at him for several minutes, but he didn't look up. She gritted her teeth and decided to drop a bombshell:

"The original words I said at that time were said by Cynthia!

"I want to have a child with you... Tsk tsk, tell me, is this child born by you or Cynthia? "

Klein turned his head in horror. He suddenly remembered Alice's joke in front of Bilt:

"Maybe one day in the future I can call you father... or mother?"

--You know, although this is a joke, it's Miss Destiny who is saying it. (End of this chapter)