"… Looks like I'll have to eat grass for at least half a month next month."
Rorschach wanted to cry but had no tears after paying a heavy price to temporarily settle his old score and be safe.
After calculating his living expenses, Rorschach glared at the culprit in front of him with resentment.
"That's impossible … The Catti Minotaurs have long since taken over the school's lawn and playground. Their grass-fed food is the favorite of the vegetarian students. They sell it by the quota and have to be pre-ordered a week in advance."
The culprit, Su Nanna, burped and narrowed her eyes as if she was reminiscing about the Papillion meal she just ate.
Eating wasn't the main point. The main point was who paid for the meal.
She had been waiting for this day for far too long. She finally got what she wanted, so she was naturally in a good mood.
She happily picked her teeth with a toothpick and pointed out the flaws in Rorschach's living plan … Rorschach, you can't even eat grass!
Rorschach wanted to cry but had no tears. In this day and age, even the lawn was taken over by others. You want to eat grass? Give me money.
"How much for a meal?"
"This much."
"Copper?"
"Gold."
Rorschach helplessly looked up at the sky after calculating the amount of gold that Su Nanna's hand gestures represented.
I've had enough of this world. I can't even afford to eat grass. Can I apply to be extradited? At least I can eat grass on Earth for free.
"… Is there any food here that's cheaper than grass? I'm not picky."
"Cheaper food? Then there's probably only the undead's carrion feast. You can count it as helping to digest expired garbage, and I'll even give you money … But you'll need a ghoul's stomach pouch, or you'll really have a ghoul's digestive system after eating it. I'm not joking. There was once an unlucky person who was infected with an undead plague. "
Alright then, eating a ghoul's meal would really turn you into a ghoul. Enough joking. Forget it, I'm really tight on living expenses. If I don't find a source of income, I'll have to prepare to work again.
"I hope there's no age limit for working here. I don't know how to fake an alien identity."
That's right. This wasn't Rorschach's first time working here. Naturally, it wasn't his first time forging an identity document and a parent's signature.
Work? What kind of job would hire a 16-year-old minor?
There were some reasons for this. It started from the elders in the family who were addicted to work and couldn't extricate themselves from it. They had been missing for a long time.
Two years ago, when she saw that Rorschach was able to take care of himself, her adoptive mother also disappeared after leaving behind a letter. At the same time, her sister also went to school in a faraway place. She really became a loner.
He still had enough for his living expenses, but if he wanted to buy the things he liked, such as novels, comics, magazines, otaku stuff, or spend money to play games, he would have to think of a way himself.
A distant uncle took care of him and introduced him to a job that was very suitable for him. Not only would he be able to earn enough living expenses, but he would also be able to receive practical life training early.
Originally, he was just a "rookie" who got in through the back door. After a period of hard work, the seniors in the workplace slightly recognized him and started to give him some solo work.
Previously, I mentioned it briefly. Everyone probably already guessed that Rorschach's way of making a living was to do odd jobs for a not-so-famous gaming magazine and write some tofu chunks to earn some royalties.
But due to his lack of life experience, he could only write some game reviews and short SF fantasy novels. He was always criticized by the editors and readers for "too fake" and "the characters' feelings are a mess. Author, don't you have any friends?" "Super chuunibyou moves and lines. Just looking at them makes me feel ashamed. Author, do you dare to read them out loud?"
In the end, he was just complaining.
"I'm sorry that I don't have any friends, but everyone spends their time in the editorial department during holidays and weekends. It seems that everyone is the same. No, I'm still young and can still be saved. You old otakus can continue with your FFF group."
Then, because he spoke the truth, he was chased by his seniors with posters and magazines …
He had already worked at that job for a full year. He had accumulated quite a lot of experience, but progress … Cough cough, Rorschach was still a rookie and a middle school student who had never been in a relationship before. It was better not to have too much expectations.
However, because he was forced into a corner, he wrote about all sorts of random adventures that he heard from his foster mother.
The story of the crazy prince's adventures was extremely realistic and had an amazing plot. Especially the main character's willful and amusing personality, it received a lot of good reviews. While he was happy to receive many enthusiastic letters from his readers, he secretly prayed that his foster mother would not see it. Otherwise, he would probably have a bad ending … After all, he seemed to be unhappy with the main character's strange luck with women, so he casually slandered him a lot.
Since he had just made some progress in his work and received the recognition of his seniors, Rorschach was even hesitating about whether he should drop out of school and start working early.
After all, that job didn't seem to require much education.
"… Lori, I feel that writing and messing around with them are the happiest days of my life. I want to write for the rest of my life. How about I drop out of school early? I feel that continuing to study is just a waste of time. "
In the end, just as he said his thoughts, his sister angrily wrote a letter to reprimand him:
"I don't want brother to become a useless otaku like those in the editorial department. If brother dares to drop out of school, I'll tell dad that I quit and let him take you back to inherit the family business."
Even though he was depressed by the verbal attack on the phone, his senior who brought him into the industry also opposed his idea, saying:
"Without real life experience, even the most brilliant imagination will lack some real color. Even if it can temporarily attract attention, it will be like chewed chewing gum, becoming more and more tasteless. You're still young, your thoughts and hobbies haven't been set yet. It's better for you to read more books and accumulate more experience. Young people shouldn't be afraid of wasting time. Even if you go astray, it can still be an accumulation of future achievements. "
Roxia knew that this plump senior of his was truly nice to him. But, when he thought about how he would have to spend the rest of his life learning things in a boring classroom that he might never be able to use in his entire life, he felt like he had no motivation at all.
But his sister wouldn't let him drop out of school. Thus, Rorschach could only "continue to waste time".
But Su Nanna's view was not wrong. From the beginning, Rorschach was not a diligent and hardworking student. If he could slack off, he would definitely not work hard.
He had already thought about his future. Even if he wanted to study, finding an ordinary high school would suffice. He could also focus his energy on writing.
When he went to university, when it was time for the college entrance examination, he could casually apply for a second-rate university's Chinese department or journalism department. The curriculum was easy and he could continue to slack off. At that time, Lori wouldn't say anything.
But everything, including the hopes and dreams of the future, as well as the distant relatives that he missed the most, were all shattered by that cold black letter.
Now, there was no meaning in saying these things.
"… I must find out the truth. But first, I have to adapt to the environment here. "
Looking at Su Nanna who was about to fly in joy, Rorschach revealed a smile.
Rorschach wasn't an idiot. He could tell many things, but he didn't say anything.
No matter what the reason was, it was quite a big favor for someone to travel thousands of miles to escort and protect you, not to mention that she had been secretly protecting you for so many years.
Roland was quite grateful to her, so why would he care about such a small amount of money?
"If that's the case, many coincidences in the past can be explained. For example, I would always see Su Nanna whenever I turned around. I could always faintly feel her gaze on me. Back then, I thought that she had taken a fancy to me, so I ran over to her and told her that I wouldn't like a violent woman, and was beaten half to death … Cough, cough, let's forget about my dark history. It seems that no matter if it's me or Lori, we both owe her a favor."
Although treating her to a meal was partly due to the circumstances, and partly because he was fooling around, he was willing to be cheated. He felt like he owed her something, and he wanted to make up for it.
But he couldn't lose with his mouth.
"Can't you be more lenient with your words? I've lost half a year's worth of living expenses. "
"You're blaming me? Even if I eat until I'm full, I won't be able to kill you. For things to develop to such a degree, it's all your fault. "
What Seiji said made a lot of sense, and Roxia was left completely speechless.
Su Nanna had indeed only wanted to take revenge, and had never intended to kill Roland.
Now that things had developed to the point where Rorschach had to consider working to earn money, it wasn't that Su Nanna really had the ability to eat so much. In fact, her appetite was quite small.
Nor was it because that restaurant's prices were so high that a single meal would cost half a year's worth of living expenses. In a way, this was all Rorschach's fault.
At first, the two of them had met Karsi and another beastman classmate who they were on good terms with.
"Come, let's go eat Baja together. It's my treat."
It was only one of them, so it wasn't that big of a deal? Actually, it wasn't that big of a deal, but Rorschach's mouth … even he was afraid of that.
He also invited a random passerby.
"Inconvenient? How could that be? It's fate that we're classmates. Let's go eat together. It's my treat. Do you have a date? Let's all come together. "
Rorschach's honest smile made his polite invitation seem even more sincere. He was doing his best to leave a good impression on his new classmates.
As for whether or not this invitation was genuine … would you really go if you saw a new classmate who you'd only met a few times politely invite you to a meal together with so many other people?
Rorschach had expected that the new classmate would thank him for the invitation and then walk past him.
Even if the new classmate really did come, it wouldn't be a big deal to spend a little money. However, Rorschach, who was used to being polite, didn't think about cultural differences.
That's right, cultural differences. It was a vague concept, but it truly existed.
The same words, the same actions, in different places, had different meanings.
In the universities on Earth, it was quite normal for classmates to exchange pleasantries while eating. Most of the time, "Come with me" was just a polite invitation. Those who knew what was going on would either refuse the invitation or take the initiative to go Dutch. Only those who were familiar with each other would be willing to eat together. But here …
"How can I accept such an expensive restaurant … Who said I wouldn't come? I'm coming right now! If there's an idiot treating, let's eat aristocratic food! I'd really be an idiot if I didn't come. "
Greeting? Sorry, there was no such word in Aishi's common language. In this world, there were only idiots who took the initiative to treat others. Also …
"Eh, you have an appointment? Tell them to come together. "
The worst problem was that Rorschach spoke too much at the end. Su Nanna couldn't stop him at all.
"How can I accept such an invitation … Everyone, come eat Baha! There's an idiot treating."
Yep, I have a secret. I only told one person, and then one person spread it to ten people, ten people spread it to a hundred people. Naturally, the entire country knows about it.
It's fine if a human classmate comes, since their appetite is limited. Elven classmates are even more thrifty. Although dwarves are a little more expensive, it's still acceptable. But why are you here, Mountain Giant? A dragon meat feast. With your appetite, you'll definitely go bankrupt.
Headless Knight, you're here as well? You can eat without a head? Oh, there's even an undead energy special here. I've learned something new. But isn't there an extra zero on the price?
Due to Rorschach's unexpected performance in the freshmen's written exam, he became somewhat famous among the freshmen. At the same time, he also caused a certain someone to go on a killing spree in the gambling house.
Since there were winners, there were naturally losers as well.
Many students' living expenses had been dealt a heavy blow. Why would they feel pressured to come eat the culprit at this time …? Some people even felt that Rorschach wanted to make up for it on his own accord.
"What a nice person, using a different method to return the money I lost."
In the end, everyone called me, and I called him. The rumors about the invitations became stranger and stranger. If they didn't come to take revenge, then they wouldn't be giving face to Rorschach. And so …
"They're all here, why are they all here? Wait a moment, why are there people from other classes?"
More than half of Rorschach's class, D, and C, came. There were even quite a few students from the neighboring class, C, and …
"It's one thing for strangers to freeload on my food and drink, and I'll tolerate it if they call me a sucker behind my back. But what's the meaning of wishing the generous sucker a long life!? I have a name, and I'm not some sucker. "
That meal went from lunch to dinner, from dinner to midnight snack, from western food to Chinese food, from dinner to snacks. What they ate was shocking, what they ate until the restaurant closed, and what they ate until Rorschach's eyes were brimming with tears.
But when Roxia really walked out of the door with his wallet half empty, he saw his drunken classmates walking in front of him and strolling down the street. Roxia made up his mind to never be courteous again in the future, and he was in a surprisingly good mood.
Apart from the fact that he knew that Su Nanna was on his side, which unexpectedly ensured his safety, he also obtained some information that he wanted to know.
"Finally, there's news about Lori."
No matter which world it was, the best choice for socializing and inquiring about information was always the drinking table. After drinking a few cups of yellow wine, even the originally repulsive strangers would become pleasing to the eye. While drinking and chatting, many things inexplicably came out from the bottom of one's heart.
And what Rorschach wanted wasn't some great secret, but his objective for coming here.
So, from the very beginning, he tried his best to propose a toast to someone.
"Um, Sister Na, since I'm treating, what about Loli's news …"
When he discovered that Starknight Academy wasn't the school that Lori attended, Rorschach didn't feel the need to ask his classmates and teachers for information.
But this time, Su Nanna obviously knew something, so how could Rorschach miss it … Especially according to Rorschach's understanding of her, if he missed this chance, she might have to treat him again.
Perhaps because she saw Rorschach's "sincerity", or perhaps because she had predicted that his wallet was about to be broken, Su Nanna was very frank this time.
"I don't know much about Lori. You also know that my relationship with her has always been very ordinary. But I don't know why you came to the Starknight Academy. We weren't in this school at the time. "
"Then she used to be there? Didn't you go to the same school as her? "
"You want to go to her school … It's indeed difficult for other people, but if it's you, you can give it a try."
"Can you lead the way?"
"Of course. I still have the school uniform from back then. If you want to wear it, I can lend it to you. It should suit you very well. "
And soon, Rorschach understood the malice in her joke.
"Isn't … isn't this a nun's uniform?"
"Nonsense. It's a girls' school with a church background, a school that specializes in training priests. Of course the uniform is a nun's uniform.
The gate of the St. Rose Priestess Academy was locked in front of Rorschach. Looking at the high gate and the female students pointing at him, Rorschach trembled.
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