"Almost, that's pretty much it." After introducing her room, Liz clapped her hands and turned her head, looked at Yanagihara and Al and said with a smile.

"Except for the few things you just said that you can't touch, you can use everything else you want. No need to stand, find a seat and sit down. Feel free to do as you please, after all, if you agree to my offer, we'll be roommates for a while. I prefer a more relaxed atmosphere, and I'll be uncomfortable if you're too restrained. ”

"Sit ······" Yanagihara looked around, looked at the cables all over the ground, and hesitated to say.

"Where are you sitting?"

At the moment, the only places in this room that can be used to sit are a chair and a folding bed.

The chair was placed in front of the computer and workbench, apparently where Liz usually sat when she was fixing electrical appliances.

The folding bed was narrow, about a meter wide, and was placed in a corner of the room, with a sour-smelling quilt on top of it, and I don't know how long it had not been washed.

It must be admitted that compared to the perfection of the electrical equipment, the infrastructure of this room can be said to be extremely bad.

Cramped, crowded, and chaotic, it is almost impossible to guess what kind of life the girl in front of you usually lives.

"Ahh Liz also seemed to notice the problem, and said with an awkward smile and scratching her hair.

"You can sit on the bed first, I have some things to do, and if necessary, I'll go to the ruins of the city tomorrow and find some chairs to come back."

With that, she didn't pay any more attention to Yanagihara and Al, and sat down in front of the chair at the workbench by herself, holding her tools, as if she had handled something.

Sighing helplessly, Yanagihara sat down on the edge of the bed with Al.

Although the environment is a bit delicate, it is undeniable that this is the best place to survive a blizzard right now.

This made her decide to agree to Liz's terms, and the time would only last until the end of the concert anyway.

But speaking of which, what kind of concert is she going to do?

With that in mind, Yanagihara sat down on the bed and set his eyes on Liz across the room.

Originally, she thought that Liz was just a somewhat abnormal neurotic girl, but now it seems that the other party does have a certain practical ability.

This made Yanagihara also vaguely believe her words.

She's going to do a concert in the next few weeks.

But the problem is that the approach of the snowstorm is about this time.

And what about the stage, where are the lights and speakers?

Who will be invited to the concert, and how will the audience gather?

All these kinds of questions make the girl's words look like a blank check, and there is no possibility of cashing in at all.

Al sat on the folding bed, she didn't mind the sour smell of the quilt, but instead looked around curiously.

After all, she had never seen so many electrical appliances piled up in one room, and it could even be said that she had never seen a few decent electronic products in her life.

So, she let her guard down on Liz for a moment, and carefully reached out and stroked a square object.

"Speaking of which." At this time, Yanagihara suddenly asked Liz out loud.

"My car is still outside, is that okay?"

"No problem." Liz lowered her head and held a pen as if she were drawing a draft.

Hearing Yanagihara's words, she raised her hand and pointed to a siren beside her.

"I set up an alarm device nearby, and whenever someone approaches it, it will react. For example, when we first came in, didn't it keep vibrating? And it's a very remote neighborhood, so no one usually comes. ”

"That's good."

Yanagihara nodded, and stopped talking.

There was a strange silence in the room, and because of the heating, the small space of less than 30 square meters quickly became warm.

All three took off their winter suits.

Liz retracts her somewhat exaggerated smile as she works, and is as quiet as someone else.

Those crimson eyes shimmer with a special light when they think, with an inexplicable charm.

But no one is paying attention to these things right now.

Yanagihara took a Walkman and put on the headphones to play the music according to his memory.

Al walked over to Liz and observed what she was doing.

There seemed to be some communication between the two, and Liu didn't hear it clearly because he was wearing headphones.

Just looking at Liz's gushing appearance, I think they should have a good conversation.

"Ahh Finally, as if she had done her job, Liz spread her hands and leaned back in her chair, moaning as she stretched herself.

Her overly wide short sleeves slipped off her shoulders, revealing a white patch inside.

Al had been sent aside to play on the computer half an hour earlier, and was now addicted to a game.

Smiling and glancing at the girl, Liz got up and walked in front of Yanagihara, waved her hand and said.

"Hey."

"Huh?" Yanagihara noticed Liz, took off the headphones on his head and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"I didn't think you'd use this." Liz gestured to the Walkman in Yanagihara's hand, which looked like it had some surprise.

"How about the songs in it, they're all treasured by me."

"Not bad." Yanagihara commented pertinently, putting the Walkman aside.

"You didn't call me just to say this, did you?"

"Of course." Liz sat down beside Yanagihara with a big grin, leaned against the head of the bed, and then put her slender legs on Yanagihara's legs and said.

"I call you mainly to ask you how you have thought about it, and whether you are willing to accept my employment. Oh yes, you can rest assured that even if you don't want to accept my terms, you can stay here tonight. I really like the girl called El, she's cute and smart, just like I was when I was a kid. ”

Not paying attention to the girl's immodest boasting, Yanagihara silently took her leg to the side, and then nodded slightly.

"We can accept the commission, but before then, I have one more question for you."

"Excuse me." Liz said with a smile, and stubbornly squeezed her leg to Yanagihara's side.

I have to admit that the bed is really small, so only then can she be a little more comfortable.

"What kind of concert are you going to have?"

"Hey, that's a really good question." Liz curled the corners of her mouth and said slowly.

"I'm going to call it, Blizzard Night."