Candy Wizard and Travel

Five minutes later, he lowered his steps and walked to the bathroom.

Xidi still remembers the first lesson Teacher Fran taught him in the autumn ten years ago. When conditions permit, he will choose to wash like an ordinary person.

The more troublesome thing is combing the long hair. It only takes less than 5 minutes after you become proficient. Then, you can arrange the bangs. The hairstyle is still imitating Teacher Fran's. It covers the right eye and is symmetrical to her. She will fiddle with it while sleeping. Both sides, so take care of them carefully every morning.

After finishing everything, I finally adjusted the position of the collar in front of the mirror, smoothed out the wrinkles, and made everything neat.

"Well, that's fine."

Xidi nodded with satisfaction.

However, with this movement, when his head tilted, his straight hair swayed to one side, and out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of something stuck to his neck.

"?"

Gently pushing her hair to one side, Xidi turned sideways and looked at the mirror.

Above the shoulders and on the back of the neck, there are a few red marks that are very obvious and tend to be purple. They cannot be dazzling on fair skin. Judging from the shape...

Xi Di, who had learned about common traces in the association, immediately thought of the reason for its appearance. The pupils in his bright eyes were slightly raised, and he felt an unspeakable sense of shame.

——Irena!

Yesterday, Irena's words went from "I won't touch you after a hug" to "Just a touch" to "Touch a few more times", and then "What's the point of kissing here"...

In the end, if Xidi hadn't sternly refused and stopped her, she would have been struggling until midnight.

It seems that it is still too early to refuse.

Xi Di let down her hair angrily and went back to her room to start preaching. After walking a few steps, she still couldn't help but sigh.

Forget it, I said church affects my mood so early in the morning, let’s talk about it after dinner.

The gray-haired girl was still lying down, with the hair on her head rising and falling, sniffing the quilt from time to time, as if looking for a familiar smell.

Irena recently re-adjusted her biological clock according to Xi Di's wake-up time, ensuring that she wakes up half an hour after her senior brother gets up. That way, she can just stagger it. If she is lucky, she can also get the service of her senior brother to help with dressing, so that she can put clothes on her hands and eat and open her mouth. ah.

Moreover, you are still sleeping when others wake up, so the slightly guilty feeling of comfort will make staying in bed more comfortable.

Now that Miss Irena is wealthy, she has no shortage of time to spend with each other in the morning, such as washing and cooking.

Seeing such a junior sister, Xidi rubbed her eyebrows.

Forget it, let’s not talk about it today. You can’t spoil her like this next time. It’s because of this again and again that this child will become more and more unscrupulous.

Next time, next time I must talk about her.

After calming down, Xidi went out to prepare food.

……

The morning was still very cool, and Irena was in the mood to drive the broom by herself, circling around Xi Di, and finally discovered something different from the past.

"Senior brother, didn't you tie your hair today?"

Her senior brother had his hair loose today, not as refreshing as before, but still great.

Xidi's expression froze and she turned back to glare at her.

"?"

Irena tilted her head.

What?I was stared at by my senior brother.

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What needs to be explained is that even if she is her dearest senior brother, Irena is not always with him.

Xidi would be in a situation like an urgent commission some time ago, and would leave occasionally, but if it was not troublesome, she could come back within a day; Irena sometimes felt that she could make a lot of money, so she would find an opportunity to run away and make money, and then Meet again before dusk.

Even if she really, really wants to be with her senior brother forever, Irena's qualities as a traveler are very clear. There is no such thing. Even a kangaroo has to come out of its mother's pocket when it gets older.

But it’s only now, and there will be a lot of time in the future. Although there is no way to imagine a life where I stop traveling in the future, but with kind people accompanying me, I won’t feel scared no matter where I go.

……

The country I came to today seems a bit familiar?

Irena didn't mind the heat, so she held her senior brother's hand and walked past. It wasn't until she saw a particularly popular restaurant that she finally remembered where she was.

"what happened?"

Xidi looked at the junior sister who suddenly started wearing robes strangely.

"It's okay, just to be on the safe side."

She thought for a moment without putting on the hood, hung the veil around her face, and fiddled with her short hair.

Okay, perfect, totally different from my past self.

"..."

Xidi probably knew why.

……

She has not made money for many days. She regards money as a panacea and makes collecting money her instinct. She has a personality like a dragon. She cannot tolerate a vacancy in her purse for such a long time.

So she randomly found an alley that looked neat and not lacking in passers-by, put on a hooded robe, and started working on her old trade.

Pretending to be a fortune teller.

Divining the future is of course a lie. If you don’t have an innate talent and a subtle sense of magic, and you want to practice the magic of predicting the future, you might as well find a place to sleep. The content of your dreams may not be known. They are more reliable than divination.

But it doesn’t matter, doing this business requires skills. People will only believe what they want to believe, and Irena will always package her words in a way that people can accept. Of course, she will not speak freely, give advice and comfort. There is still some use for it.

After all, many things are only clear to the beholder.

In this business, conscience is the bottom line. If you lose your conscience... you can make a lot of money.

By reading their expressions and words, the gold coins left these simple people and landed in the bag of a black-hearted traveler.

"Really, I feel like I'm almost turning into a tree hole."

The temporary fortune teller struggled to maintain a smile while listening to a young man telling his bumpy love story.

He just finished talking about how he got back together with his girlfriend for the third time the day before yesterday. After a hard day's work the day before yesterday, he once again found his girlfriend fooling around in a pub with a handsome and flirty man he didn't know.

"...So you want to divine a suitable marriage for you?"

Irena showed a commercial fake smile, pitying this infatuated child.

"What are you talking about?" The young man looked confused. "Isn't that cheating? I have a girlfriend. I just want to ask what kind of gift can I give a girl to deepen the relationship."

"But didn't you just say that your girlfriend was drinking in the arms of a man you didn't know?"

"That's because they were chatting too happily and couldn't help themselves. That's why it's okay. She forgives me."

"???Who forgives whom?"

Irena felt that her outlook on life was impacted.

"I couldn't help but go up and question them, which made her embarrassed in front of her friends. Now that I think about it, it was really inappropriate. I used all my savings to buy a necklace yesterday before letting her come back from her boyfriend's house. So I thought Please tell me how to make a girl really forgive me, after all, fortune teller, you are also a girl."

"No, no, no, no..." Irena waved her hands repeatedly, "Me and that kind of woman... uh, female? Biological thing? In short, your girlfriend is not the same thing, and I can't understand it."

"Ah, think about it. After all, you also charged me one silver coin."

"Okay then. I would like to ask, based on the items here, how much does a rope, which is about six feet long and can be knotted just enough to stretch your neck from the tree, cost."

"Well, if it's a little stronger, it's probably about two or three copper coins."

"By the way, how much does the watch on your wrist cost?"

"About one gold coin..."

"Yeah, that's enough. You can keep this." Irena gave him three copper coins. "Listen to me. Use this to buy a rope first. Maybe you can use it one day. Then don't take off the watch. This way, at least the person helping you to clean up your affairs won't be in vain. I'll leave as soon as it gets late, goodbye."

Miss Fortune Teller quickly rolled up her stall and disappeared into the deep alley, leaving the confused young man behind.

Irena sincerely wished those two people a hundred years. It didn't matter whether they got along well or not. Anyway, it would be best if they died together, and no one came out to harm other good boys and girls.

……

In fact, it was still early, at least, enough to make a few orders - if there were no troublesome customers like just now.

It seems that someone named Murphy said that as long as there is a possibility of the worst, no matter how small, it will definitely go wrong.

Evolution says that the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen.

A drunk lady passed by the stall.

Irena lowered her head silently.

Regardless of whether they are alcoholics or not, drunk people are troublesome - except for senior brothers.

Unfortunately, she quickly told her not to come over a hundred times, but the drunk guy still came over.

Sighing inwardly, Irena took out her wand and was ready to physically solve the problem at any time.

As a result, the person on the other side was unexpectedly polite and actually handed over the money.

Wow, gold coins!

Irena apologized for the rude thought just now.

Although alcohol can make people behave chaotically, it also hides such business opportunities.

"Hey, Miss Fortune Teller, can you listen to my worries?"

It seems that today is really going to be a tree hole.

But paying to listen to people talk, she can do this kind of work for a day.

"Of course, no problem, I'm a professional."

She shook her body, and her face was unexpectedly pretty. When she was tidied up, she looked like a cute girl with a somewhat delicate temperament.

Why is it so troublesome to be drunk?

"He works at a nearby restaurant."

"Oh, over there, I remember business was very good."

"Yes, so there are a lot of customers, each one is more troublesome than the last. One moment they are yelling because the food is being served slowly, and the next moment they are accusing the food of being unpalatable. They are apologizing every day, every day!"

"For the sake of your mental health, I suggest you quit your job and throw the plate on their face before leaving. Please be careful not to take the food with you. If you hurt someone, you will have to pay for it." Irena suggested sincerely.

The guest's consciousness is still a little bit.

"Uuuuuuuuuuah... But I don't have any money..."

"Then there's nothing we can do. The service industry always needs to be able to withstand pressure."

"But I've really had enough. Those guys say 'treat customers as God', and the store manager also says he wants to give customers 'treatment like a king'. Ahhh! I'm so angry, don't I want to be a king?" Sometimes I really want to chop off their heads!”

"That's terrible, Miss Guest."

"Ugh... I know it's not going to work, so what should I do?"

Then she went on and on about those trivial things, repeating one sentence seven or eight times for more than ten minutes. During this period, she couldn't listen to human words at all. It seemed that she was too drunk.

This money is really not easy to make.

Irena said in her heart that she was only responsible for comforting and giving advice. How could she change her life with her mouth?But now this guy was drunk and couldn't tell the difference between good and bad words, and she refused to accept many of his words.

The extremely distressed fake fortune teller began to think in his shoes.

"Miss Guest, since you are worried about being criticized by customers all the time, why not retort directly and forcefully? Then your boss may think of changing your position for you."

"If I could do that, I wouldn't have to worry about it, ugh, ugh... ugh!"

"My stall!"

After a while of fussing, Irena, who was in a hurry to send someone away, took out a bottle of water.

"This is my secret weapon, magic pure water!"

"Oh, that sounds awesome..."

"Yes, as long as you drink this, you can reveal your true self."

The drunk lady didn't care, took the water and drank it down.

"It's amazing! It feels like the real me is back!" She started to cry again, "Well, thank you. With people like you, Miss Fortune Teller, I have hope for this world again."