On the eighth day of the first lunar month, the shops in the village resumed business one after another.

In Suzuna-an, it can be regarded as a new addition of utensils.

In addition to going to the book rental counter of Itamume Honju Kosuzu, there are several more desks next to the bookshelves for people who come to borrow books to read in the store.

The business-minded Suzu Daddy's original idea was to add a few more desks and sell tea and drinks to readers reading at the Suzuna-an store – but unfortunately, Suzu didn't like the noisy public scene in this pure sanctuary that belonged to her.

Immersing yourself in your own world, reading, and creating is not something that can be interrupted.

After some bargaining, the desk that had been purchased was left in the store - but the laid-off reemployment plan of Daddy Suzu's peddling of food and tea at Suzuna-an was finally ruthlessly rejected by his baby daughter.

Xiao Ling secretly decided that although the desk was finally set out, if anyone dared to stay in the store and read without leaving, she would stare at him with her eyes - see how he could read if he was uncomfortable.

In the early afternoon, Mo Ming came to Suzuna-an to return a few overdue novels that had been borrowed last month, and then sat down at the table.

Of course, this is an extrajudicial favor, after all, there is a reason for it.

On the table was an open envelope signed "Mo Ming Wanshi House Enlightenment".

The letter paper in Mo Ming's hand was very thin, with only one page or even only one line written.

It reads—'I don't want to die. 』

"What's the matter? Which girl has a spring heart and confessed to Teacher Mo Ming?"

Mo Ming didn't answer and asked: "When and who sent this letter?"

It seemed that sensing that Mo Ming did not respond and complained about her teasing, Xiao Ling thought about it and replied: "After lunch yesterday, I planned to come to Lingnai Nunnery to read a book, and I found it under the crack in the door...... I—I accidentally stepped on it. ”

Mo Ming picked up the envelope again and looked at it, but found no traces, it should have been dusted...... When you get closer, you smell a faint smell of earth.

Xiao Ling looked at Mo Ming's expression and movements, and couldn't help but ask, "Who sent the commission?"

Mo Mingmo rubbed his chin and shook his head.

"Maybe it's a prank...... If it is a commission of events, this kind of style is too unsophisticated. ”

"What's the pie? Isn't it signed? Or is it a trick?"

"It's a trivial matter not to be signed," Mo Ming flipped through the one-page letter to confirm that there was no other handwriting, and sighed, "The key is that there is no remuneration for writing, if you don't have a reward, you want me to investigate, and the white wolf with empty gloves must have a limit, right?"

"Giggles," Xiao Ling laughed at Mo Ming's statement, "Mr. 'White Wolf', is this self-aware? What does the proverb in your hometown say?...... Can't bear the child to trap the wolf?"

I have to say that the ability to "be able to read any book" is a good use of Honju Kosuzu...... Being able to ignore the differences in language and cultural background and get straight to the original meaning, she easily gained knowledge that was not available to ordinary residents of Gensokyo.

Although she teased Mo Ming, Xiao Ling also became interested in the content of the letter that made Mo Ming show that look...... From a distance, it seems that there is only one page of stationery, and there is no handwriting on it.

No, Mo Ming's answer just now is 'maybe it's a prank', if it's a blank stationery, the word 'maybe' is redundant......

Mo Ming didn't plan to hide it, so she spread the letter on the table and pushed it in the direction of Xiao Ling—probably meaning that if you want to see it, please feel free to see it.

Then he got up and began to wander through the shelves, picking out the books that he and Reimu each planned to borrow during the New Year.

Xiao Ling came to the table and picked up the letter paper, and when she saw a few small words of "I don't want to die", she was also stunned for a while, and finally understood the reason for Mo Ming's expression just now.

On the other side, Mo Ming hesitated for a while, and finally took out a mysterious publication called "What Are We Talking About When We Talk About Love", and then took out a copy of "Anxiety Relief Grocery Store" and several other mystery novels in order to pretend that the book was borrowed from Lingmeng.

About half of the books on the shelves have been read by both teachers and students, but in fact, there are still many "stocks" that have not been put out in Suzunaan, and it is said that the books in the "inventory" are uneven, but all those that are put out are all fine books carefully selected by Kanban Niang Xiaoling.

At this time, the voice of the little bell came.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't do it. ”

"Leave it alone?"

"yes. ”

"But...... What if it's really a distress letter?"

Mo Ming didn't respond for a long time, Xiao Ling probed her brain towards the bookshelf, and Mo Ming walked out with a stack of books in her arms.

"Borrow so much?"

"yes, the shrine isn't like the village, and I usually spend a lot of time there. ”

"It's not that you can't borrow it, but you have to read it carefully, otherwise these children will cry." ”

Mo Ming put the book on the counter, and Xiaoling walked back to the front desk to start counting the books and registering.

At the same time, I didn't forget to ask:

"You haven't answered yet, what if someone else is really in trouble?"

"How do I feel Suzu, the way you're looking forward to it?"

Suzu replied frankly, "It's selfish to hope that something bad will happen, but I think if it's a real call for help, there may be a wonderful development." ”

Mo Ming couldn't help but shake her head after hearing this: "Xiaoling, you can't read too many novels or the like, or you think about your own works all day long, and take "no coincidence is not a book" as the norm?"

"Yes, what's wrong?!" Xiaoling was unconvinced, "The novel should be based on life, not to mention, there are many people who are saying that real things are often more bizarre than in novels." ”

"I'm not against that...... Indeed, as you say, I myself am an example," Mo Ming sighed, "and you may find it unbelievable to you that I have had a lot of more bizarre experiences...... I often empathize with the absurdity of reality. But even so—"

After all, human beings live by learning to live by probability - the so-called "unfounded worries" is a satire on the stupidity of the person who fears that the sky will fall. Is it going to fall? In Gensokyo, I don't think it's impossible - but it's obviously too much to worry about, what do you think, Suzu?"

Motoi Kosuzu thought for a moment and asked, "In your opinion...... Is this a very low probability?"

Mo Ming nodded.

"Xiao Ling, a very low probability thing actually happens often, after all, there are many low probability events, and the probability of one of them appearing on a certain day is not low, but - many low probability events appear naturally at the same time, it is almost impossible, and now that it has appeared, there must be something strange in it. ”

"If it is some film and television works or mystery novels in the outside world, it may be possible to deliberately create some kind of special dilemma for the sake of suspense and atmosphere - the helper cannot effectively convey his or her experience. In this case, "for some reason", "I can't" or "can't" sign my name, I can't even say superfluous words, and I can only leave an ambiguous "I don't want to die" instead of a clearer "Please help me...... Helpers who were clearly confined to this place had the margin to put them in an envelope, indicate the addressee, and deliver them. ”

Mo Ming summed up his statement: "There are so many suspicious places, logically I don't believe that this is a real distress letter - take 10,000 steps back, if it is true, I can only say to the person who asked me for help, "Unfortunately, I am not an omniscient God, and my ability is limited and I can't help you." ”

Listening to Mo Ming's words, the sentimental little bell began to imagine that she was the protagonist who entrusted Mo Ming with the only chance to survive in that desperate situation, but was treated as someone else's trick and laughed, and finally failed to get redemption...... Disappointed himself, ushered in the end of his life, accompanied by sorrow, remorse, unwillingness and other emotions, helplessly waiting for the coming of death.

"Are you there? What are you doing? Moxi Moxi?"

Xiao Ling raised her head suddenly, staring at Mo Ming with big watery eyes, but there was an expression of gnashing of teeth on her face.

"What's wrong with you, you don't have to be so empathetic, do you? Hey, let's explain it to you...... In fact, it is nothing more than one or the other. ”

Mo Ming sighed, and began to sort out the books that had been counted by Xiao Ling, and adjusted the spine of several romance novels that Lingmeng read inward, explaining his understanding of the letter in his mouth.

"One - this letter is indeed written by a confused person, but the child who wrote the letter for help, probably out of shyness, cringe, hypocrisy and other unknown reasons did not sign, which can only show that he is not enlightened enough. ”

"The second – and by far the most likely, it seems that this letter was written by someone who knew me, and for some purpose was addressed to me. The purpose is not clear, it may be a temptation, a provocation or something else that I can't think of for the time being...... Regardless of the motive, the content of the letter is less important in this case. If the other person is someone who knows something about me, and I may react to the other person's intentions no matter what I do, the most appropriate thing to do is to ignore it first, secretly observe the subsequent reaction, and see if there will be any further action because of my ignorance. ”

Mo Ming looked at Motoju Xiaoling's expression to see if she was persuaded by herself.

Motoi finally nodded: "I probably understand." ”

Mo Ming smiled with satisfaction: "The son can be taught, Uncle Mo has taken the first step." ”

With a "pop", the stack of books that Mo Ming was about to pick up was slapped on the table by Xiao Ling.

"You mean, you ignore it because the "awareness" of the help-seeker is not enough, right? The so-called enlightenment is not so much that you did not know the name and details, but that you were not paid, right?"

"Is there something wrong? If it is a distress letter as you say, and the other party knows me, he should know that I am not the character of casually going to help passers-by, or mentioning my identity, and having a friendship with me, naturally saying another, since he doesn't mention it, it means that he thinks that I may not be able to help in terms of friendship, either it is a very tricky matter, or someone who has a bad relationship with me, then he should be ready to be placed- If the other party doesn't understand me, in other words, he has been reduced to the point where he can only ask for help from a person who does not know the details, then he is most likely desperate, in this case, why not come up with some 'benefits'? Although I am not open-minded to money, I am not a voluntary laborer. ”

"Unexpectedly realistic......" Motoi Xiaoling lowered her shoulders as if she was deflated, and she understood that she couldn't convince the young man in front of her, who was a head taller than her, to change her mind, and couldn't help but pretend to wipe her non-existent tears, "People, people still think that you are the kind of admirable person who is selfless and selfless and can fight bravely for others...... It's really, I missaw you, woowoo woo woo ......"

Mo Ming looked at the scene in front of her in a daze-are the girls nowadays all fine, turning their faces faster than turning books, why are they pretending to cry while pressing my books and not letting me take them away......

Mo Ming didn't have time to speak, but a calm voice came from Xiao Ling's side:

"I see! It's not that you don't want to care, you don't have a clue at all, right? Pretending to make excuses for your incompetence is useless to prevaricate. ”

"Wow...... I don't need to say that it's so ruthless, I'm going to cry that," Mo Ming finally understood her position, and it seemed that she had to face an anonymous letter incident, "Okay, okay, I'll analyze and analyze, okay? really...... If I enclose some banknotes or something in the letter, there won't be so much trouble, and I won't give us an IOU, and I won't give usury...... Hey, people nowadays don't understand any flexibility. ”

"Oh, according to your words, nothing else remains the same, as long as you attach the commission, you have the ability to solve the mystery?"

"It depends on how much it is...... Okay, just kidding, don't hit me! ”

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Honju Suzu walked out of the counter and closed the front door of Suzuna-an.

I went to the inner room to make two cups of tea, and one of them was sent to Mo Ming, who was sitting at the desk and thinking.

"Thank you," Mo Ming took the teacup, "Actually, I thought that this letter was made by you yourself, Xiaoling, and planned to use it to embarrass me...... Don't hit me, the tea is going to be spilled! It's been ruled out! This possibility has been ruled out!"

Xiao Ling on the side suddenly smiled and said, "I understand...... This trick works so well for you!"

Mo Ming disagreed, blew hot air, and took a sip of tea: "Spoiling is a sharp weapon owned by only girls, but sharp weapons will always become dull after a long time, and it is recommended to use them on occasions, after all, good steel is used on the blade, and at this point, Reimu knows more than you." ”

Xiao Ling's face was red: "It's not a coquette!"

"That's all good, the point is—" his finger teased to the four-word letter spread out on the table, "half of my long nonsense was to see your reaction, and if the letter had been from you, it should have been dismissed after that, and since you have chosen to dig deeper, my personal understanding is that you should have more information than I know so far, and you feel uneasy about it." ”

Xiao Ling didn't answer, but Mo Ming knew the answer just from her expression and reaction to hearing the conversation, and continued:

"You should want to hear my analysis before you tell me your information, so I'll tell you that, although it seems like a clue, there are still a lot of clues to dig up - then, the following analysis is all based on the premise that this letter is indeed a distress letter and not a prank. ”

Mo Ming picked up the letter and looked at it, and handed it to Xiaoling.

"I don't have much research on Japanese calligraphy, so there shouldn't be anything special about how these characters are written, right?"

Honju Kosuzu took the letter and nodded without looking at it carefully, "I have read it carefully just now, this kind of handwriting is very formal, and it can be easily seen in the books in my store." I can easily write a font in this style – it could be written by anyone, even someone who is illiterate and just copying it. ”

Mo Ming smiled: "There is no characteristic, this is also a characteristic, but it is not so obvious - this is clue one." ”

Secondly, let's talk about the cover of the letter - the helper did not only use a dip pen to write the words "I don't want to die", but the text on the cover is another important point of information. The words "Mo Ming Wanshiwu Kai" are written in a similar way to the Chinese characters of the letter, so that the identity circle of some helpers can be narrowed, that is, "someone who has been to Suzuna-an for a month and a half since the end of last year and saw the Wanshiya billboard in the corner." ”

"Remind me," Xiao Ling interrupted Mo Ming's words, "Don't underestimate the period of 'one and a half months', the usual passenger flow of Suzuna-an is still very large, since you opened the Wanshi-an, there are at least hundreds of guests who have come and gone to Suzuna-an, even if they are interested in the 'Wanshiya billboard' and ask about me, there are dozens of them in my impression, do you want to put them all on the suspicion list?"

"I'm going to ask you - the premise is that the other party really intends to ask me for help, he must think that I have a way to find out the identity, in fact, I don't have a way, but fortunately, the so-called 'Wanshiya' is not an independent existence, it is symbiotic with the 'Suzuna-an', in other words, the letter I have checked, there is a good chance that it will share information with Suzuna-an's Kanban Musuzu Motoi Kosuzu - if the helper is an acquaintance of yours and thinks you can easily know his identity, then the question will be answered- Suzu, you yourself are the key to unraveling this superstitious letter. ”

Seeing that Motoju Xiaoling didn't speak, Mo Ming stood up, walked back to the bookshelf, picked out a few novels, opened them casually and looked at the contents, and then took them out and put them on the table.

"The printing industry in the world is now quite good, but Suzuna-an still maintains the earlier hand-recorded style," Mo Ming opened one of the books, and the neat handwriting on it was exactly the same as the writing in the letter, "At first, I thought that these were all copied by Xiao Suzu alone-after all, as the Kanban mother of Suzuna-an, there should be a lot of desk time on weekdays, but ...... Don't you think it's a bit too much?"

"How many hand-copied novels are there in Suzuna-an?500?1,000?Or more?Excluding the transcribed novels of my parents and ancestors, will you, as a writer, really use up all your time to copy a lot of other people's works for the sake of Suzuna-an?"

“......”

"I didn't think much about it because I didn't care about it before, but now it seems that there must be one or more people who exist as 'Suzuna-an novel scribes'. ”

Among them, it is likely that there is the purpose we are discussing - the true identity of the "help-seeker". ”

Honju Xiaoling was dumbfounded: "Are you ...... How did you find out?"

"By observing you. After reading the neat and unremarkable handwriting, it stands to reason that there would be no special clues, but you had to ask me to analyze and investigate through soft and hard bubbles, indicating that you found some kind of potential possibility at first sight - this letter may have come from some 'novel scribe' you know, and with what you know about him, there is indeed a possibility that you need to call for help - now I need to know where your anxiety comes from, and why you keep what you know secret? ”

Motoi was silent for a long time.

Mo Ming didn't urge, just casually flipped through the novels that had just been taken off the shelves.

After a while, Suzu said, "Can you stay at Suzuna-an for a moment to help me look after the store?" I'll go check with her now...... If it was really her doing, I would tell you everything I knew...... But the premise, I'm going to confirm it myself. ”

"So, there really is such a character?"

Xiao Ling nodded: "It's not 'plural', but it's just her." She's a ...... A child who is "abnormal" fond of words, even now that you and I are chatting, she should still be immersed in her own interest in copying words. As you mentioned, there are now more than 400 novels copied by her in Suzuna-an. ”

"It's so powerful, it's a lot of work to neatly transcribe a little text on a page like this, with a dipping pen, isn't it? If you want me to come...... It is estimated that I am exhausted after copying a copy. ”

"That's right, her dedication to words—not only me, but even Ah Qiu said that it was a strong interest that she had only seen in her life, and even a little ...... Incomprehensible. I say this just rhetorically, it doesn't mean that I have any preconceptions about chestnuts, in fact, we have known each other since we were very young, and I have always regarded her as a friend. ”

"Chestnuts?"

"Ogura Kuriko," Suzu nodded, "I'll go to her house now, I hope you can wait for me here." ”

"Isn't it coming with me but asking me to wait here?" Mo Ming pondered, "Is it physically disabled and unable to go out?"

"......" Xiao Ling was silent, nodded, and shook her head again, "If it really is, Chestnut's help, I hope you can help...... I. ”

"No problem, regular customers have a special holiday - the first order is free," Mo Ming smiled and nodded, "However, you have to hurry, if you can't go back to make lunch in time, you will be told by Reimeng." ”

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Honju Kosuzu walked down the street, and her mood was unexpectedly complicated.

Thanks to the ability to read any book that suddenly appeared a few years ago, I have read a lot of difficult and complicated medical books, including the case of my friend Kururi Ogura.

It is a psychiatric disorder that affects seven out of a thousand humans, and only one in four is a girl – Asperger's syndrome, an autism that belongs to the autism spectrum disorder and has no intellectual disability.

By reading a large number of cases, Suzu is convinced that her friend Kuriko Ogura suffers from this type of mental illness.

However, there are many special cases in the texts, such as Newton, Einstein, Mozart, Van Gogh, and other powerful human beings, who also suffered from this disease—so there is another understanding, not so much a disease, but perhaps only "different from ordinary people".

Suzu doesn't know how people in the outside world define mental illness, but it may also be because ordinary humans can't understand the behavior of geniuses, so they classify their peculiarities as diseases to distinguish and believe that their behavior is "normal".

Is Ogura Kuriko a genius or not? It's not the first time that Suzu has thought about this.

And the reminiscence of the incident goes back to five or six years ago, when she was still a little girl.

Although the plaque of the rental book house was replaced with "Suzuna-an" for the birth of his daughter Suzu, at that time, the shopkeeper of the bookstore was still Uncle Honju.

The young Suzu looked at her father, who had been squatting in the bookstore all day, and imitated the same posture as him, sitting at the counter waiting for the guests to borrow and return the books. Gradually, the clever trainee Kanban girl Xiaoxiao Lingling learned the trick - the person who rented the book had to pay a deposit and register the book. Although there are often mistakes in the settlement of the book return, Uncle Motoi doesn't care about the small amount of money, after all, it involves the calculation of the rental date and amount, and it is better to be able to practice the arithmetic of his young daughter by the way.

It was at that time that the Ogura chestnuts appeared.

One day, a child with short brown hair and a dirty look came to the store.

She held a small stake in her hand and asked Suzu, who was sitting behind the counter and could barely see anyone—"Is there a dictionary here?" 』

I don't know how to deal with the little bell and stand stupidly on the spot.

Gensokyo books were extremely precious decades before the rise of the printing industry, but their value varied from person to person—a collection of sheet music that was priceless in the eyes of a luthier, and naturally not as much as one percent of the "Wood Classic" or "Dream Creek Writings" in the eyes of a craftsman, but no matter what position he occupied, even an illiterate farmer would admit that there was an extremely valuable book—the "Dictionary".

As the cornerstone of cultural inheritance, Gensokyo has many dictionaries, not to mention the collections of the barnyard family and the clans, and for a long time, the common people could consult the dictionaries - one is the terakoya, and the other is the Suzuna-an.

That was all in the past, and in the era in which Suzu lived, it was definitely a common thing to have a dictionary, not to mention that every household had one, but even so, it was a considerable amount of money to buy a brick-like book bound on heavy paper.

The young Ogura chestnut was exchanged for a small piece of wood, and later Suzu learned that it was the 'second' most important woodcarving friend in his life.

At that time, the father didn't know what to think, he recognized the chestnut as the stupid daughter of the husband and wife next door, maybe he saw this child who was the same age as his daughter Xiaoling, but had an unfortunate experience, and the father promised to lend her the dictionary as a mortgage on wood carving.

At that time, Ogura Kuriko did not have the concept of "borrowing books for a fee", and in her opinion, it was more like bartering, and as long as she returned the dictionary, she could get back her woodcarving friends.

A month later, when the date of return came, Daddy Xiaoling remembered the unpaid dictionary when he checked the accounts, and because he was a girl and lived not far away, he sent Xiaoling to Chestnut's house to retrieve it.

Suzu will always remember the scene that shocked her—countless pages of paper scattered on the floor of the entire room, each of which was densely filled with words, even stacked on top of each other, almost illegible.

Kururiko's mother explained to the frightened Suzu that her daughter was "not mentally normal", and although she was saying it in front of her daughter, Kururi didn't react in particular, just kept and quickly copying things on the paper as before.

Suzu remembers that she ran home crying. Daddy kept explaining himself and promised to buy her something delicious.

The next day, Kuriko's mother came to Suzuna-an, returned the dictionary, paid the rental fee and apologized to Suzu, looking at the haggard woman, Suzu's father didn't say anything in the end.

It wasn't long before Kuriko Ogura herself reappeared at Suzuna-an and asked Uncle Motoi for the wood carving she had mortgaged here — which was eventually found and returned by Suzu in the corner of the store.

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Suzu remembers the past of that period clearly, for a long time, Kosuzu deliberately stayed away from her as a 'strange child', but Ogura Kuriko often came to Suzuna-an because she liked words - she didn't have money to rent, so she just stood and watched, and her little fingers were still scratching in the air, as if she was copying words.

Until one day, Xiaoling suddenly wanted her father to mention it - since she likes words so much, let her help transcribe the novel, right?

There are many classic novels that have been passed down from hand to hand in the world, and eventually become dilapidated, missing pages, and finally unreadable...... Before the printing industry, they relied on copying to pass on classic works.

Amazed at the brilliant idea he and his daughter, Dad decided to help her become a full-time novel scribe at Suzuna-an, not only to be self-sufficient and not to burden the family, but also to buy more paper and dip pens to satisfy her interest in copying...... Although the printing industry is becoming more and more developed, Uncle Honju always believes that handwritten words cannot be replaced by printing, and Suzuna-an's profitability is actually quite good, so the salary expenses of a scribe do not have much effect.

Eventually, from the rental book house that was established more than 100 years ago and has been passed down to the present day, and was renamed Suzuna-an by Uncle Honi, Ogura Kuriko became the last novel scribe active in history.

Unexpectedly, Ogura Kuriko showed great love for her work, and to everyone's surprise, kissed Suzu on the cheek on the spot - she said it was a way of expressing gratitude that she had learned from books.

After that, the relationship between Suzu and Chestnut was much better.

Suzu learns that Chestnut can't properly understand the feelings conveyed by others, but she's trying to imagine different emotional experiences from the words — which she finds more interesting than anything else.

Until today, there are only a few people who actually know the real existence of Ogura chestnuts, and both Barnyard Asu and Honju Kosuzu have deliberately kept the existence of chestnuts secret...... If one day she can become like an ordinary person, and then introduce this child to others, otherwise she may have to live with discriminatory eyes such as "mental retardation" and "foolishness".

Luckily, the child's mother still loved her.

Recalling these past events, Suzu came to the door of Kokura's house.

Chestnut, are you really asking for help?

Thinking so, he knocked on the door.

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At the same time, Suzuna-an.

Mo Ming, who was of very poor quality, leaned back on the chair and flipped through the book, and Erlang's legs were crossed to the table.

Yu Guang inadvertently glanced at the sign of "Mo Ming Wanshi House" in the corner, snorted slightly, and curled the corners of his mouth.

Why do you want to do this kind of business with nothing to do? Mo Ming has a hundred ways to spend the rest of her life easily with Reimeng, so of course it has nothing to do with salary.

The so-called Wanshiwu makes a living, and I don't plan to earn even a penny from here, because it's not a problem at this level.

Mo Ming admires the people here—not "villagers" or "humans" in the sense of the word, but everyone who interacts with him, whether it's humans, monsters, or other races.

These individuals are mavericks, but they will inevitably encounter some problems, but because of their mavericks, they will hardly rely on others - before things get serious.

With his own feelings, Mo Ming believes that he has left a "relatively reliable" impression in the hearts of girls, but this alone is not enough to qualify him to intervene in the distress of others, and in this case, "entrustment" in the name of business can play a role.

For this reason, the latter reputation is more conducive to his actions than to leave the impression that "he may not charge" or "he is a good person with compassion", which is easy to discourage girls from taking care of it due to shyness or other reasons, such as "the commission fee is not low, but it will definitely solve the problem" and "it is just a fair deal, and there is no need to look ahead".

After all, the price is not clearly marked, and when you come to the entrusted interview, you can just charge according to the situation - if it is a consultation from the eldest lady of the Red Devil Pavilion, the fee of 100,000 yen is not too much, and if it is a commission from the big goblin, a bouquet of flowers will be charged as a fee.

Mo Ming stretched and said in a bored voice:

"It's good luck to be here - I love Gensokyo!"

However, because of the posture of stretching and the legs on the table, the center was leaned back, and he fell off the chair.

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In the afternoon, Alice Margot Royd knocked on the door of Suzuna-an.

The door opened, and the witch lady outside the door and Mo Ming in the store were stunned for a moment.

"Hello and welcome. Mo Ming said.

"Why are you?"

"That's right, Daddy Xiao Ling lost because of a bet and mortgaged this store to me, and from tomorrow this rental book house will be renamed Mingnaan, please take care of me in the future-"

Alice ignored Mo Ming's nonsense, gave him a roll of the eyes, and walked around him into the store.

"It's really rare, I came to borrow a book a few days after the first month?"

"Only humans in the human world have the concept of 'New Year', and it's no different to me than usual," Alice looked around the store, "Suzu isn't there?"

"I've gone out for something, and I'll probably come back later," Mo Ming shrugged, "I came to borrow books, and it turned out to be an OEM, and most importantly, I haven't been paid yet." ”

"Oh. Alice nodded and headed out the door.

"No more borrowing books?"

"Suzu isn't here, is she?"

"I'll probably be back later. ”

"Then let's talk about it, I'm not in a hurry. ”

If you're not in a hurry, shouldn't you sit and wait first? Why do you look like you've seen a plague god......

"Hey, Alice, did I offend you somewhere?" Seeing that Alice was about to push the door out regardless of it, Mo Ming scratched her head and asked.

"Why do you say that?" stopped.

"Feeling like you're avoiding me?"

Alice tilted her head and said, "If you have too much self-awareness, you would feel like that." ”

"Wow, I'm sad when you say that, we're not ...... Comrades-in-arms?"

"So what?" Alice turned to look at Mo Ming, "Need a warm hug?"

"I don't mind if I can. ”

Alice seemed to be about to say something, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the sign of "Mo Ming Wanshi House" placed against the wall.

After reading the content written below, I couldn't help but say "heh", and I don't know whether I feel very Mo Ming's style of admiration, or I feel very boring.

"Bye-bye. With that, he walked out of the store.

Mo Ming watched Alice go out, rubbing her chin with her right hand, and realized that things were not simple.

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【Reading Comprehension】

Question 1: In this chapter, what kind of thinking does Mo Ming's understanding of the house of all things reflect in his thinking?

Question 2: In Mo Ming's eyes, why is Alice "suspicious"?

PS: Reading this chapter, there may be some readers who have some incomprehension, it's okay, leave your questions and watch the following, at the latest at the end of this volume, you will get the answer - unexpected and reasonable link after link, and even sigh and touch, are all things I want to dedicate to you.