She pushed the door open and walked out of the room, slipping on her slippers and heading out of the hallway.

Since returning home last night, Midong has either slept in her room or eaten downstairs, and most of the day has been spent outside today. The Miyamoto Mansion is at least three stories high, and the corridors of the main building in the two wings are deep, and the number of rooms is numerous, and the structure is really complex. Faced with such a novel labyrinth, of course she should make some time to explore.

First, down the central staircase, which is three lanes wide, she brisked all the way back to the antechamber on the first floor of the mansion.

It's naturally empty and quiet. Sumptuous crystal chandeliers illuminate the marble floors, and a Gothic floor-to-ceiling clock sways in the corner, the hour hand swings to and fro at eight o'clock. The foyer had its own doors on either side leading to the other rooms, but they were all closed, one of which led to the dining room.

Midong walked down the stairs and slid towards the opposite side door, but before she could enter the reception room, the side of the central staircase drew her in.

"Do you need to be over-decorated?"

The main building, which is three lanes wide, has its own two wing side stairs to the second floor after being raised several meters high. The steps face the main entrance, but the sides of the bottom are naturally also exposed to the wide hall, and it is normal to be properly wrapped in wooden planks for the sake of aesthetics. However, the Miyamoto family actually embossed the family emblem on it, and this process cost a lot of money.

A nine-inch diameter red floral letter M is clearly printed on it, and the designer has made some additional touches to the relief. At the intersection of the V in the middle of the letter M, there is a red gold set with a thumb.

When Midong got closer and looked closer, the piece of red gold was not just a decoration, it was in the shape of a button, and the surface was embossed with extremely complex textures. Just like the complex circuit board of an integrated circuit, only it needs to be more detailed, and the complexity of the pattern is comparable to a labyrinth.

"This clasp is at least three times the price of the same amount of gold, right? No, five to seven times is not uncommon when you take into account the selling price of most gold products. It's just one of the most inconspicuous little decorations in one of the most inconspicuous places, and it's not the nouveau riche who just won the Mark Six lottery yesterday, as for such a waste? ”

Midong was really puzzled, and couldn't help but reach out and press the red gold button. It's a pity that the result is unremarkable, this expensive thing is not some hidden mechanism, and there is no click, and the hidden secret door suddenly opens.

"Poof, hidden secret door, what am I thinking?"

Mei Dong smiled in her heart: "Even if there is really that kind of mechanism, it should be played a few times on the piano, and then the bookcase will move on its own." Let's just understand it as burning buns, after all, this vestibule can fit the entire bank's business hall, if it's just for aesthetics......"

"Miss."

A deep voice suddenly sounded, and Midong's back tensed subconsciously, and she quickly looked back.

Behind her, the door to the reception room opened, and the butler in a suit and leather shoes stood there, his head bowed deeply, and saluted her: "Good evening, but with all due respect, you should probably dress more formally." ”

"Ah...... Oh, that's it. ”

Mei Dong glanced at his pajamas, pink silk fabric, even if it was admittedly a style of long sleeves and long pants, it was indeed too inappropriate: "Yongdao-san, thank you for reminding, I thought everyone should sleep, are you?" ”

"This is the first floor, Miss."

The butler still lowered his head and avoided looking at Mei Dong: "The front hall, dining room, meeting room and other areas are carefully cleaned by the servants every night. If you want to stop again, it's better to dress neatly, if you let Taro, Jiro and others see it, it's always inappropriate. ”

At this point, the butler still bowed his head deeply. Mi Dong swept past him and looked into the living room, and sure enough, he saw two male workers in white mopping the floor, busy and happy, who were the second of the servants of the Miyamoto Mansion.

"Thank you so much for the reminder, Yongdao-san, who suddenly wanted to take a walk, but didn't think of the right question. Then I'll go upstairs at once, and you can keep busy, goodbye. ”

Admittedly, it is very inappropriate, the long hair shawl, the silk pajamas are exquisite, the twenty-year-old girl, even if her father should not see the appearance, then can the servants of the mansion admire?

In this way, the behavior of visiting the foreign museum on a beautiful winter night ended up because of his own imcaution.

But is it possible?

After breakfast today, Meidong didn't go out until ten o'clock, and after two or three hours of work, she was already able to initially appreciate the enormity of this mansion. There are many servants, but there are no more than seven men and women, and excluding the driver, there are now three men in the living room on the first floor, and who else can teach her?

Or, to spy on the beauty of the eldest lady in pajamas?

So Midong did not obediently return to the third floor, but strolled through the corridor on the second floor. The front hall on the first floor is very deep, that is, the two corridors on the second floor are all illuminated by sash windows, so as not to look dark. It's just that it's late at night, and there is only a piece of moonlight spilling in outside the window sash, and the fir bushes outside the garden are inevitably a little eerie.

In other words, the six corridors on these three floors, and the exterior scenes corresponding to the window sashes, are the "back" of the entire door-shaped mansion.

Midong thought casually, and casually found a window to open and peer out.

The altitude of the mountain forest where Miyamoto Residence is located is about 200 meters, and the location is just right, so you can see the city of the mountain on the west side.

Naturally, Shizuoka is far less prosperous than Tokyo, and this part of the Yamauchi city is even less than any other, and at eight o'clock at night, you can see the lights shining at all. Even if you look at the foot of the mountain a little to the south, it is an extremely large residential area, which is just a cheap version of Fuyuki City's Fukayama Town.

"A cheap version of Fukayama Town, then wouldn't I be Rin Tosaka? It's an old anime.,And then Mozi-san is the mason Sakura who has been destroyed by various hunts? So the old man is going to play with me at any time? Poof......"

Midong closed the window and strolled lightly: "No matter what, no matter what, whether it's Fuyuki City or Shizuoka City, of course, it's not as good as Tokyo." Even in the Internet era, I can't really limit the world to here, and I don't know when the rich girl will regret it...... Well? ”

In a door on the side of the hallway, the voice of a woman talking could be faintly heard. It's not clear to hear it carefully, but since the gender can be confirmed, there are only a few people in the current house, can the identity be determined?

Since Midong heard the movement, she quickly put her messy thoughts aside, crept out the door, peeked into the room, and listened intently.