Ms. Herrscher of Reason crossed her arms and turned her head aside.
"...Please forgive me, great Ms. Herrscher of Reason."
Raising an eyebrow, Ms. Herrscher of Reason heard Fu Hua's words, and the tail behind her began to sway.
"Hmph, even if you say that, I—I'm definitely not going to let you off that easily.
How about this? Give my shoulders a massage."
Leaning closer and taking the hamburger from her hands, Ms. Herrscher of Reason pulled Fu Hua into the bedroom.
"Fine, we'll do as you say."
Sitting in a recliner, Ms. Herrscher of Reason felt the pressure on her shoulders.
She narrowed her eyes and said, "Old Fossil, tell me already—how did yours get bigger!"
"At the very back of the warehouse, there were several crates of Papaya Milk. It was probably because of that."
At that, Ms. Herrscher of Reason's eyes lit up.
"Oh~ so you relied on that stuff. And you told me something about a late growth spurt. As if I'd believe that."
"But lately, the effects don't seem very obvious. It probably doesn't work anymore."
"It's fine, it's fine. I think it's pretty good."
Ms. Herrscher of Reason stretched out a hand, curled it into a claw, and grabbed at the air.
Fu Hua's expression stiffened. She pinched Ms. Herrscher of Reason's cheeks.
"Little Herrscher, that's very rude, you know."
"Aww~ but you're the Old Fossil. What's the big deal? I wouldn't even care to do it to anyone else."
Her face reddening slightly, Fu Hua knocked her on the head.
"Even if it's me... you can't."
"Tch, fine, fine, I got it."
"Say, Taixu Mountain doesn't lack food, drinks, or money, so why are we still taking commissions?"
Fu Hua lowered her gaze and thought for a moment before speaking.
"After all, this place is different from our world. We need to gather some information.
Besides, getting some exercise now and then isn't a bad thing."
"It would be even better if we could help people in need."
"Ah~ you Wooden Head, how many years have you been turning things over in that head of yours?
And how many years have you been worrying your heart sick? Aren't you tired?"
"I know what I'm doing. But I'm happy that Little Herrscher can worry about me..."
"W-Who's worrying about you? I'm just stating facts, got it?"
"Got it~"
Seeing that her hair was somewhat messy, Fu Hua casually began combing Ms. Herrscher of Reason's hair.
"How are we getting to the Inner Ring later? Let's take my Sheathed Sword."
"Mm, that works."
After changing into her White Night Butler form, Fu Hua adjusted her glasses.
Standing in the front yard, she instructed them, "Do not slack off in your training, Cui Ji. If there is anything you do not understand, ask Sushang.
Her mastery of Taixu Sword Intent surpasses mine."
"Yes, Master."
"Ancestral Masters, since you're going into the city, bring back some desserts or something."
"Don't worry, little disciple-grandchild. Your Ancestral Masters definitely won't forget."
"Thank you, Ancestral Masters."
Little Herrscher sat cross-legged atop the Sheathed Sword and patted the spot behind her, calling out, "Quick, quick, Old Fossil. Let's hurry and get going."
"Mm, let's go."
When Fu Hua sat down, Ms. Herrscher of Reason hurriedly grabbed both her hands and wrapped them around her waist.
"Hold on tight, hold on tight. Don't let yourself get thrown off later."
"Got it."
Watching the two leave, Li Sushang said to Cui Ji.
"Martial Uncle, no rush. Let's start a little later. Tell me your story first."
"Ah, alright. I was actually a clone.
I was originally designed for combat..."
In the air.
The Herrscher of Reason lounged comfortably in Fu Hua's arms.
Before long, they arrived at the gates of a mansion in the city.
After ringing the doorbell, Fu Hua spoke.
"Hello, Victoria Housekeeping at your service. I am the butler who accepted your commission earlier."
"Alright, please wait a moment."
A lively young girl's voice came from inside.
Before long, the gates opened.
A chestnut-haired girl of fifteen or sixteen, dressed in a white gown, appeared.
A maid stood at her side.
Seeing this, Fu Hua gave a graceful slight bow.
"Good afternoon, Young Lady."
"Mm, h-hello."
"My apologies. Our other butler is currently handling another contract commission.
So I am taking their place as your partner. I hope you do not mind."
"It's alright."
"This is my younger sister. If her presence is inconvenient, I can have her wait outside."
"There's no need. I do not mind. Please, both of you come in."
Fu Hua and Little Herrscher entered the mansion's main hall.
Looking at the client seated on the sofa, Fu Hua spoke.
"Please tell us the details of your commission. We will do our utmost to resolve it."
"Mm. Our family used to live in the villa district of the Eastern District. But because of a sudden Hollow Disaster, most of our family's collection was left behind.
My parents' photographs are among them. I would like to ask you to take me into the Hollow to retrieve them."
"This..."
"Do not worry. I have an Aether Affinity Constitution. I simply want to retrieve the photographs myself."
"Understood. I will ensure your safety, Miss Shirin."
After reaching an agreement.
The group arrived at the checkpoint outside the Hollow.
Using Victoria Housekeeping's credentials, Fu Hua successfully brought the young lady who had commissioned them into the Hollow.
With Little Herrscher and Fu Hua's help.
Their journey was practically unobstructed.
After entering a dilapidated villa, the strange atmosphere inside made Fu Hua frown.
"Miss Shirin, something is not right here. Please stay by my side."
"Mm, I will."
"You finally came—Klavier Shirin."
A somewhat hoarse voice rang out.
At the top of the stairs stood a middle-aged man with a pencil mustache, leaning on a cane.
"Uncle, why are you here?"
"Hehe, why am I here? Naturally, for the sake of the family.
Your mother and father actually gave such a vast inheritance to a little brat who still reeks of milk."
"Do you even know how to use it?"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man clapped his hands.
On both sides, numerous agents appeared, wielding various weapons.
"As long as you die, your family's property will be mine. Hehehehe."
"Hey, you two, I advise you to—"
Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, the agents on both sides suddenly stiffened.
Then they began killing themselves and collapsed to the ground.
The sudden turn of events stunned the middle-aged man upstairs.
"Miss Shirin, the crisis has been resolved. You can go get the photo now."
"Ah, th-this... okay."
Ignoring the clown upstairs, Fu Hua smiled and spoke to Shirin beside her.
"Wh... why did this happen? What did you do?!"
"You old bastard, did you really think this bunch of small fry would be of any use?"
Leaning off to the side, the Herrscher of Reason waved a hand and mocked him.
"H-how is that possible?! These are top-tier agents I hired at great expense. You, you..."
"How about this? As long as you stand with me, whatever commission that little brat is paying you, I'll give you double—no, ten times as much! What do you say?"
Fu Hua replied flatly.
"Please be reasonable, sir. Victoria Housekeeping has its rules. We will not betray our employer."
"Hmph, if that's the case, then none of us are leaving here!!!!!"
Pulling out a button resembling a detonator, the middle-aged man was just about to press it.
A bloody afterimage flashed past.
His arm was severed.
Catching the detonator, the Herrscher of Reason patted his shoulder.
"Hey, mister, stop wasting your effort. You could've gone back in one piece, but you just had to lose an arm.
What, do you have a self-harm fetish?"
"Ah----!!!"
"Alright, Little Herrscher, let's leave."
Downstairs, Fu Hua carried Shirin in a princess carry as she spoke.
"Got it—huh? Why are you carrying her?!"
"Although Miss Shirin has an Aether Affinity Constitution, it doesn't seem to be very strong. She's already feeling a little unwell."
"Oh~ I see. Ah—I'm feeling a little dizzy too, Old Fossil.
Carry me back later too..."
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