Passing by the enormous alchemical furnace, you'll find two rooms with their doors facing each other.
On the left is Vincent's room, and on the right is the storage room where Sam used to sleep.
Hermione, carrying Gu Gu, followed him into his room.
It was quite different from what I had imagined. Not only did it lack any factory-like atmosphere, but there wasn't even much alchemy equipment.
The wallpaper was a very simple white, with a few slightly yellowed celebrity posters pasted on it.
The desk and wardrobe are very common styles. The layout of the whole room is very simple, and everything is arranged very neatly. It is so clean that it doesn't look like a boy's room.
Vincent opened the wardrobe and randomly picked out an outfit. "Take a look around, I'll be right back."
As soon as he stepped out of the room, Hermione's Gu Gu raised its little wings and pointed at the desk drawer.
She tiptoed to the desk, opened the drawer, and found it filled with all sorts of snacks.
Gu Gu happily hopped into the drawer and started picking things out.
Hermione didn't help keep watch; she just gazed longingly at the Eiffel Tower nightlight on her desk.
This was a birthday gift she made for Vincent by hand last year. It took her almost half a month to make this somewhat presentable gift.
Her gaze left the nightlight and went to the notebook on the other side of the desk.
It contained many sketches of alchemical tool designs that were completely incomprehensible, but thankfully there were quite a few English words at the bottom.
Second-generation mobile communication protocol, surface-mount digital signal processor, external baseband, image processing unit, high-resolution image sensor...
Hermione closed her notebook in a daze.
She can read text, but she can't understand it at all when combined with the design drafts.
She bit her lower lip lightly and opened the notebook again.
RF chip? Mobile network module? Image sensor? Light sensor? Proximity sensor? Gyroscope?
No, my head is spinning.
She couldn't understand it, but she wasn't discouraged because she knew these must be advanced components far ahead of their time, and their designer was her boyfriend.
However, there was still a little bit of disappointment.
Hermione put the notebook back in its place and bent down to scoop up the Gu Gu from the drawer.
"That's enough. You've already stuffed about half of it into the claw ring, haven't you?"
Gu Gu shook its round little head.
"Don't be stubborn. How about I bring you some more in a few days?"
It opened its eyes wide and nodded its little head.
Hermione gently closed the drawer, picked up Gu Gu, and went to the bedside.
She reached out and removed a few brown feathers from the pillow, then held them up to Gu Gu's face and waved them.
"You don't sleep here every day, do you?"
"Gu Gu".
"Doesn't he roll over on you when he sleeps?"
"Gu Gu..."
"You mean it's safe to sleep next to him?"
"Gu Gu".
"He won't move around randomly?"
"Gu Gu".
Hermione's lips curled up slightly as she sat on the bed, holding Gu Gu in one arm and a few of its feathers in the other.
It's very soft and comfortable, and it definitely improves sleep quality.
However, it mainly depends on the person. For example, she doesn't sleep very well and always kicks off the blankets in winter.
"Gu Gu!" The Gu Gu in her arms stretched out its tiny wings and pointed under the bed.
"You mean there are many things hidden down there?"
"Gu Gu!"
Hermione, her curiosity piqued, glanced warily toward the doorway.
She put Gu Gu on the bed, then stood up nervously.
Seemingly feeling uneasy, she plopped back down on the bed.
"Gu Gu?"
"This isn't good. He hid the things all the way down, they must be secrets he doesn't want anyone to find out."
"Gu Gu!" The Gu Gu stretched out its little wings and gently patted its round chest.
"Uh... you're promising he won't get angry?"
"Gu Gu".
How did you know I wanted to know more about him?
Gu Gu shook its little head with an air of maturity.
"Uh... you mean to say you're very experienced?"
"Gu Gu".
Hermione gently rubbed its little head.
Her curiosity was indeed piqued again.
Since Gu Gu has given her assurance, and the two are now a couple, it shouldn't be a problem to take a quick look, right?
She carefully knelt on the floor and reached her little hand under the bed.
She quickly pulled out a gunmetal-colored briefcase.
"What's this?"
Gu Gu gestured with its little wings.
"It can Transfiguration?"
"Gu Gu!"
Hermione brought the briefcase to her face and examined it carefully.
Its surface is very smooth, and apart from the Magical Runes symbolizing Vincent in the very center, there are no other words or mechanisms.
"Gu Gu".
"You mean I can open it?"
"Gu Gu".
She gently opened the briefcase and saw it filled with countless small rockets.
"This..."
"Gu Gu?"
"This... well, I shouldn't have opened it."
Hermione gently closed the briefcase and carefully placed it back under the bed.
Gu Gu tilted its head and opened its big, round eyes.
"No, there should be some very important things down there."
Perhaps to repay her for the little treat, Gu Gu flapped its little wings and crawled under the bed.
A short while later, it came out carrying several dusty magazines.
Hermione gently brushed the dust off it before looking at the magazines.
With just one glance, she blushed and closed her eyes.
Even through the dust, the image of the sexy bikini-clad woman on the cover seemed to be branded into her mind, and no matter how hard she shook her head, she couldn't shake it off.
It's understandable that boys like these things.
Her roommates often discussed which guy had the better physique, and their comments about Vincent...
He possesses a sculpted, perfectly proportioned physique with smooth, powerful muscle lines, exuding a majestic beauty and a captivating, unique masculine charm.
Hermione's heart pounded, and she gently slapped her burning cheeks with her little hand.
"Gu Gu?" Gu Gu tilted its head, looking puzzled.
It probably didn't understand what she was shy about, after all, owls are covered in feathers all over their bodies, while two-legged creatures look the same no matter how much or how little they wear.
Gu Gu turned around and crawled back under the bed.
This time it dragged out a big guy, so tired that it sat down on the floor with its bottom.
Feeling much better, Hermione looked at the cushion in front of her with a puzzled expression.
This must have been the Vincent used when he was a child, but it's way too big.
It's over a meter long, but it still looks brand new.
Hermione picked it up, and when she flipped it over, she screamed and instinctively threw it far away.
"This...this..." she stammered as she looked at Gu Gu.
"Gu Gu?"
Hermione suddenly became excited, "Do you know what he usually uses this for?"
"Gu Gu".
"Huh? You didn't know?"
She looked at the life-size body pillow that had been thrown onto the windowsill and seemed about to fall off.
"Maybe it's a sandbag?"
"Gu Gu?"
"Yes, that must be it."
Hermione got up and walked to the windowsill, glaring fiercely at Draco's image printed on the front of the cushion.
She picked it up very roughly and pounded it several times.
It feels pretty good, I have to pound it a few more times.
Vincent's sexual orientation is perfectly normal; those magazines are the best proof of that.