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Shortly after the game ended, it was time for class.
In a cheerful mood, Tifeng slipped the note he had written to Mochizuki Oboro.
What kind of personality do you like in a girl?
Wang Yuelong picked up his pen to reply.
There are no fixed standards. Whether you're quiet or lively, aloof or taciturn, it doesn't matter, as long as it suits you.
How am I? ①HU⊙盈企4邬蹴俬⑼八』
"Although I can be inexplicably reserved at times, I'm also quite adorable when I'm being straightforward. These are questions I wouldn't normally ask."
"Because I said I wanted to be the perfect girlfriend in your eyes. Similarly, you should try your best to be my perfect boyfriend."
Typhon's cheeks flushed slightly, undoubtedly a sign of shyness.
You can't be hypocritical; you have to be completely open and honest to gain genuine trust.
What are your requirements?
"First, you need abs and pecs; I like to touch them. If you don't have them yet, how about I go to the gym with you?"
"It already exists."
"Really? I want to try it!"
Murasaki Shikibu on the podium noticed the subtle movements, but did not expose them.
It's sweet and sour, so nice... wait, it doesn't seem to have any sourness?
Sigh, this is even more hurtful.
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Chapter 75 Please Talk About Work as Much as Possible
The school bell rang.
As previously arranged by the Service Department, Lanling Wang will stay behind at the club today, while Mandecardo and Mochizuki Oboro will go to investigate and make suggestions.
To make up for the lack of manpower when the two were out, Mochizuki Oboro and Mandecardo asked Karna, who was available recently, to come and help.
Although it's unclear why Arjuna wanted to come along, it's at least not a bad thing.
[Skills "Charm of the Roots (D)", "Floral Splendor (B)", and "Intuition (D)" have been activated.]
At 4:20 p.m., Mochizuki Oboro began to examine the first suggestion.
"I hope the school can open cooking classes after school."
Mochizuki read the text aloud, then looked at the two expectant girls before her: "Right, Abigail Williams, and Medea?"
"Yes! We want to learn how to make pancakes ourselves."
Abigail, who was well-prepared, puffed out her chest: "Please feel free to ask, we are all prepared."
"Then I won't stand on ceremony. First, how do you think we should address the potential safety hazards?" Mochizuki Oboro asked routinely.
Medea replied, "With Chaldea's existing fire-fighting system, it is almost impossible for a fire to spread, and the existing kitchen robots can also monitor the situation, so the risk is low... The only potential hazard is the use of kitchen utensils."
Abigail continued, "Burns, explosions, and leaks of toxic fumes are all objective problems that cannot be eradicated. But we think we can take some gentler measures."
"Please tell me." Mochizuki Oboro took out her work notebook.
"First of all, I think it's possible..."
Abigail and Medea were very well prepared, and Mochizuki Oboro couldn't find any fault with them.
The processes for alerting, monitoring, and responding are efficient, feasible, and problem-free.
After listening patiently, Mochizuki Oboro carefully recorded her assessment and feelings.
"I will respond promptly afterward. If you want to expedite the process, go to the Service Department, and we will definitely give you a reply within 24 hours at the latest."
"Thank you~ May I ask how I should address you, senior?" Abigail asked obediently, "If I want to give feedback to the Service Department later, I'll need to know, right?"
"Looking at the moon."
wrong.
Medea keenly sensed something was amiss.
Reines and Eri mentioned this name quite often in the dorm... Could they be the same person? What a small world.
“Um,” Medea asked softly, “does senior know Eri Se?”
"I know her. She took a picture of me when we were assigned dorm rooms, so I vaguely remember your names."
Mochizuki Oboro asked with interest, "How was Eri's behavior in the dormitory? Dead silent or vulgar?"
"Not dead quiet, not vulgar, just a normal girl," Medea replied.
“We’re good friends now.” Abigail smiled sweetly. “Since he’s Eri’s brother, let’s go out together next time, okay?”
Before Mochizuki could answer, Medea tugged at Abigail's sleeve and whispered, "No, Abigail. Epsilon likes him, doesn't he? We should avoid suspicion."
“It seems so…” Abigail said, somewhat dejected.
Mochizuki Oboro didn't hear what they were saying, but there was no need for her to.
It's enough that your own eyes can make the judgment.
"I would like to ask the two of you to come and be my models when you have some free time."
As she spoke, Mochizuki Oboro took out her sketchbook, turned to the last page, and handed it to the two of them: "These are all my previous works."
Although his skill level was lacking, it proved his purpose.
Medea wanted to consider it further to avoid any future disputes with Epsilon, but Abigail had already agreed with a smile.
"No problem at all."
...They couldn't stop her at all. Medea couldn't help but feel troubled.
Even though Eri had mentioned to them that Mochizuki Oboro's pursuit and behavior were strange, they didn't expect her to be so direct.
No, something has to be done.
Abigail going alone as a model could easily lead to misunderstandings with Epsilon. They've almost become friends, so it's best to avoid any such misunderstandings.
Within seconds, Medea devised a solution.
"Would you mind having a few more models, senior?"
“I don’t mind,” Mochizuki Oboro said. “In fact, the more people there are, the more different inspirations I get.”
Medea said lightly, "How about adding Epsilon and Castor as well?"
"As long as they're willing to come, that's fine."
Huff. A non-existent bead of cold sweat trickled down Medea's forehead.
Passed safely.
……
Four fifty in the afternoon.
The sky had not yet been painted with golden and crimson hues; there were still several hours until sunset.
The greenery outside the library is beautiful. The intermingling of different species of trees should have disrupted the sense of harmony, but Finis Academy has handled it cleverly, allowing one to appreciate the asymmetrical aesthetics at a glance.
The second request that Mochizuki Oboro had to handle was from Kuonji Yuju.
"I hope we can add more single-person study rooms," said the girl with black hair and black eyes.
Dormitories are places for entertainment and rest, and you have no right to ask others to keep quiet.
However, when reading certain books, Kuonji Yuzu needs to maintain absolute silence, and the sounds of writing and turning pages around her are extremely noisy, so she naturally wants to add a single study room.
"The space utilization rate is lower, and the construction cost is higher... It is difficult for the school to make special modifications for Kuonji's request."
Mochizuki Oboro spoke frankly: "Unless many students submit applications to the school at this moment that are similar to those of Kuonji-kun."
As expected, it didn't work. Kuonji Aratsu hadn't really held out much hope anyway.
"Understood. Sorry to take up your time to deal with this. That's all, goodbye."
“No, that’s the school’s position.” Mochizuki Oboro changed the subject: “But as the head of the Service Club, I need to think about how to address Miss Kuonji’s needs.”
"You want to do something that even the school doesn't want to do?" Kuonji Yuzu tilted her head. "How do you plan to solve this?"
"What you really want isn't more single rooms in the library, but rather a space and freedom where you'll never be disturbed. Right?" Mochizuki Oboro grasped the key point.
Kuonji Yuju replied, "That's one way to understand it. But putting it into practice is quite difficult."
Finding a free space on campus where you can be undisturbed? That's quite a challenge.
"I will do my best to resolve it. However, I will charge a small fee at that time."
"Compensation? Let's make that clear beforehand. If it's excessive, then forget it."
"I want to paint a picture using Kuonji-kun as the model."
"There are many kinds of paintings, such as those that are acceptable and those that are not."
Mochizuki Oboro handed over her sketchbook: "The portraits in the back are based on previous models. I hope Kuonji-kun can consider them."
Kuonji Yuzu glanced at it a few times, then handed it back to Mochizuki Oboro: "I hope you can keep your promise. Otherwise, I have the right to refuse."
"It's natural."
If Mochizuki Oboro could provide Kuonji Aratama with an undisturbed reading space on campus, she wouldn't mind being a one-time model.
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Chapter 76 BB: I think I'm democratic
Monday, 10:30 p.m.
After taking a shower, Mochizuki Oboro lay on her single bed and opened the various interfaces provided by the AI.
I have 67 points left to redeem, which is neither a lot nor a little.
【随机技能卡兑换：E等29点、D等59点、C等99点、B等139点、A等179点。】
[Bamboo dragonfly: Take flight. 19 PM. From Doraemon.]
【…】
[Mystery Gift: A special gift prepared to congratulate you on taking a big step towards multi-ship jumping. It contains at least one B-grade skill card and 100 points.]
There are quite a few miscellaneous props, but most of them are just for creating atmosphere.
Mochizuki Oboro plans to save up 100 points to exchange for a small gift for her pet. Even if she gets nothing but skill cards, it won't be a loss.
Although it won't officially start until after school tomorrow, Aika Sajou has already started harassing people, with her private chat window filled with topics like "which clothes do you like?" and lots of photos of her trying on clothes.
It's clear that Ms. Sajo is really eager to get started.
According to BB's explanation, a simulation attempt will be given as a bonus when the affection level of the romanceable character reaches 50% and 100%.
The only remaining game simulation opportunity that Mochizuki Oboro hasn't unlocked yet is Sajou Aika's.
Lie down, close your eyes, and pull the blanket up.
Tomorrow I'll still need my roommate to wake me up.
……
This is Mochizuki Oboro's third time visiting this mysterious space.
The first time I came, it was pitch black; the second time, there were walls and particle effects; and now the details have been further optimized.
Sofa, desk, bed. If it weren't for the oppressive blue color scheme, it might be a perfect living room.
Of course, a certain AI was also present.
"Welcome, senior!" BB clapped enthusiastically.
"You changed your clothes?"