"Are you stupid?"

Valira poked the paper bag in his hand, "I'm asking you to try on this suit and see if it fits." ”

"What are you thinking?!"

"I'm sorry." Crane buried his face in the paper bag, feeling embarrassed.

"Alright, let's go in and try on clothes."

Valilla pushed Crane into the nearby bathroom.

She gave Crane the suit he had worn earlier, and it was a pity to lose it, just in time for Crane, who should be about the same size.

Crane stood dizzily in the bathroom for a few moments with the paper bag in his hands, and then came to his senses.

He opened the paper bag and saw that it was a finely crafted tuxedo suit.

This...... This set is going to be more than 10 pounds, right, is it really for me? It took a long time for Crane to put on the suit, and it fit perfectly except for the slightly longer hems.

"That...... Valeera, I've changed it. Crane opened the bathroom door and squirmed out.

Valera looked up and down a few times and nodded, "Good, it fits well." ”

"I'll give you this outfit as a gift in return for borrowing your notes."

Valilla stacked several notebooks together, handed them back to Crane, and said:

"Alright, let's go back with my notes."

"Don't get me wrong, this suit was what I wore when I went out in disguise before, and now it's useless, it's a pity to lose it, so it's better to give it to you."

With that, she pushed Crane out of the door and closed the door.

After this set of combos, she didn't believe that Crane wouldn't be broken.

……

Crane wasn't just broken, he was really hurt.

Dressed in an almost brand new tuxedo, he walked home with his cheap formal wear in one hand and a few of his notebooks in the other, as if he had stepped on the clouds after getting drunk.

"Hey, Crane, when did you change into such a handsome formal suit?"

At the desk, a man who looked close to thirty, dressed in a linen shirt and with very short hair, asked in surprise when he saw Crane open the door.

"Hehe, just now."

Melissa, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the noise, ran out to take a look, and immediately exclaimed:

"Crane, what are you...... It was given by Miss Valeera, right? ”

"Hey...... Crane" Crane still smirked.

"What Miss Valeera?" Benson, who looked very old because of the receding hairline, asked suspiciously.

It took a while for Melissa to explain things clearly through Crane's stupid response.

"Crane, don't slack off on your studies."

Benson also felt that Valilla was looking the other way for Crane and was happy for him, but reminded him in a serious tone:

"If you want to develop with Miss Valeera, the first thing you have to do is to ensure that you can graduate from Huo Yin University and get a decent job."

"Benson was right."

After Benson's reminder, Melissa also noticed that her suggestion a few days ago was a little impatient.

From before and after the meal, under the careful analysis and guidance of his sister and brother, Crane finally recovered from the broken state and redefined his current focus in life.

"I see."

"Actually, that's what she meant," Crane presumably justified Valeera's estrangement the other day, "she's always going to take what I'm saying to study, and I should have understood it sooner." ”

Crane had fallen a little too deep, but the good news was that it didn't look bad so far.

Melissa and Benson looked at each other, not reluctantly trying to persuade them.

……

After seeing Crane off, Valilla soon went out again.

This time she is going to the "Dragon Bar" in the docklands.

She's going to go to the underground market there and buy some herbs and stuff.

If possible, he would not let go of some occult books, such as Triss who would later buy a "Book of Witches" in this market that recorded a lot of dark magic.

Although she is no longer a newcomer to the extraordinary world, and her occult knowledge can be regarded as well-informed, she is actually more inclined to have a general understanding of hidden knowledge.

She had only one occult notebook in her hand, which she had written herself.

This is a plan she had made early on, but because of Qi Li, she was unable to complete it for a long time, and it was not until he came to Tingen that he had enough personal space to really complete this "family heirloom" occult notebook.

In many things, plans can't keep up with changes.

Although this "family heirloom notebook" of "difficult birth" failed to catch up with the space that Valeera gave it to play, it was now given a new mission by her.

It will be the key for her to join the "Tarot Club" in the future.

The carriage was dyed golden by the setting sun, and when the sky began to darken, the carriage stopped near the cargo warehouse in the docks.

The "Dragon Bar" is diagonally opposite the parking lot.

Even if the bar was a little far away, even if the door was closed heavily, Crane could still hear the shouts from inside wave after wave.

"I'll open the door for me."

Valera walked to the door, smiling and making a plea to the big man guarding the door.

Of course, she pushed the door open, let alone pushed the door, even if it was a big man who pushed the door, it was not difficult for her.

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But she is going to play the role of "witch".

She is still in the adjustment period of identity change, and she needs to deliberately remind herself in order to maintain her external image as much as possible.

"Miss, please."

Dahan pushed open the heavy wooden door of the bar with one hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

Upon entering, deftly avoiding the groping hands of a few drunken men, Valera saw a burly blue-eyed old man in a shabby naval officer's coat at the bar.

"I heard there's a market for occult enthusiasts, right?"

As she spoke, she fanned her hand in front of her in disgust, driving away the strong smell of wine emanating from the other party's body.

"That's right," replied the brown-haired Svein with a smile, "I wonder where you heard that, Miss?" ”

"The Fortune Tellers' Club on Howles Street."

Valera said, revealing the dark gold ctud of the Fortune Tellers' Club.

Svein was a professional habitual casual question, not really caring about answering, and after Valera answered, he had already turned out of the bar and walked in front to lead the way.

"I'll take you there."

He moved rather rudely to the front, leading Valeera around the boxing ring in the middle of the bar and into a billiard room at the back.

"It's inside." Svein opened the secret door in the billiard room and motioned for Valera to enter.

Valilla glanced at the somewhat gloomy entrance and deliberately asked, "It can't be a dirty and scary dungeon inside, right?" ”

"Miss, you're joking, we're a legitimate business." Svein made a straight face, "It's all reported at the police station here, so you don't have to worry about security at all." ”

"Of course, I only guarantee personal safety, don't come to me if you are stolen or deceived."

"I'm Svein, the boss here."

"Okay then." Valera nodded, pretending to be appeased, lifted her skirt slightly, and walked through the secret door.