Dimensional Chat Room

Chapter 480 Warm two bowls of wine and ask for a stack of fennel beans

Illya, who was on the bed, heard the sound of the door opening and turned around happily, only to see a strange woman with purple hair.

"็ Hello Who are you?"

Facing Patchouli, the young Ilia was not timid, she just stared at her with curious crimson pupils.

Illya, who has lived in the castle for a long time and has never taken a step outside the Einzbern Barrier, does not even feel wary in her innocent mind.

"Your dad's friend."

The witch smiled and said gently.

"Kiritsugu?"

Illya looked at Patchouli blankly, and then a pure smile appeared on her face.

The little girl put down the doll in her hand, jumped out of bed happily, jumped in front of her in three steps, grabbed Patchouli's skirt, and looked up at her, "Are you Kiritsugu's friend!? "

"Kiritsugu and Alice both miss you very much. I'm here to pick you up."

"Really? Mom is here too!"

Illya cheered happily.

Then she pouted again, folded her arms, turned around, and said angrily: "Humph! I don't miss them. Kiritsugu and mother went out to play, leaving me alone here. I don't miss them. !”

Patchouli looked amused and turned around to leave, "That's it. Then I'll tell Kiritsugu and Alice that Illya doesn't want to go there."

"Huh? Wait!"

Illya panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to catch Patchouli.

"I didn't say not to go."

Miss Witch squatted down, as if facing the camera, and put her head against Illya's cheek.

"Come on, smile."

Click.

Chat rooms also have the ability to "save phenomena."

On the other side, Ye You received Patchouli's file, which was a picture in the same frame as Ilia.

Considering that there were no digital products in the early 1990s, Ye You sent the image to Da Meng Shen and asked her to develop the image as a photo.

Then Ye You looked at the local area monitored by the satellite, where a woman with short hair, wrapped tightly in sunglasses and a scarf, walked into a cake shop.

"Hei Zhen, do you want to eat cake?"

Fuyuki's "MONT-BLANC" cake shop is different from other places: it uses a large number of windows on the facade to display desserts, and the store looks like a luxury boutique. The store is very much like an old European dessert shop, with elegance that has accumulated over time.

Female students from white-collar workers and wealthy families would take a break from work in the evening and spend four big bills every time to buy a stack of cakes. This was ten years ago, but now each plate costs five big bills. With the early 1990s, Japan's economic bubble burst and entered the Heisei Great Depression. Consumer goods like the "MONT-BLANC" cake shop, which were between luxury goods and ordinary goods, saw prices rise instead of falling.

The shop assistants stood outside with extremely formulaic smiles on their faces. They held signs in their hands: If you are willing to spend an extra big dollar bill, you can buy a cup of Starbucks coffee, or special drinks, and make cakes. If you get more than a dozen big bills, you can immediately open a VIP membership card.

But most of today's customers are not as wealthy as before. Only a few female students who didn't know the price of oil smoke walked into the private room with laughter and laughter, asking for cakes and coffee and enjoying them slowly.

Today, the eyes of everyone from the clerk to the store manager shined.

Because they were lucky enough to meet the legendary urban legend.

——"A mysterious woman with an expressionless face who keeps swallowing sweets."

He took off his sunglasses and scarf and put them aside. His slender eyes gave him a very cold temperament.

She has ordered dozens of Mont Blanc cakes and cakes, but she still shows no signs of stopping.

A store clerk wanted to ask her, "Do I need to sign up for a membership? That's more affordable." But she was forced back by her cold breath and didn't dare to talk to her at all.

It doesn't matter what kind of identity the honey woman is, but she alone is likely to create the sales volume of our store in a week!

Ah, it's great that the urban legend is true.

The clerk was so excited that he went back to add more dishes today.

Jingle Bell.

Another customer came into the store, a man and a woman.

As soon as they entered, the leading man sat down next to the mysterious woman.

Is it an illusion?

Did the mysterious woman tremble?

The clerk goes up and asks politely what do you need?

The man opened his mouth and said: "Warm two bowls of wine and ask for a stack of fennel beans."

"ha?"

The clerk, who was already confused, became even more confused.

All the people here today are weirdos.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, two cups of coffee, one chocolate brown cake and one chestnut flavor."

The clerk left with a polite smile. Ye You looked up and saw the fascinated woman engrossed in her food, but she didn't dare to take the cake next to her after she finished eating.

Ye You waited for a while, she didn't dare to move, she just sat there as if petrified.

So the smile on Ye You's face became warmer and warmer. He pushed the cake next to the fascinated woman to her and asked sincerely: "Miwu, do you know that there are four ways to write fennel?"

--cold!

Why do you know my name?

The cold air rising from the soles of her feet went straight to her back, making Miwu feel chilled all over her body.

His words seemed to turn into something tangible, pinching Mi Wu's heart hard, and a shadow of death suffocated Mi Wu.

He, he... Servant Berserker, recognized me?

How could he know it was me?

what happened?

what's the situation?

There is no need to think about the reason. What Miwu is thinking about now is how to survive under him.

Want to take the initiative to attack?

Kiritsugu also said that modern weapons are ineffective against Servants, and those who can defeat Servants can only be the same Servants.

"do not worry."

Ye You said gently: "I have no ill intentions toward you, Emiya Kiritsugu, Alice, or Illya."

Emiya Kiritsugu?

Why did he know about Emiya Kiritsugu?

Emiya Kiritsugu is the true master of Saber, but as part of the strategy, Alice pretended to be Saber's master. Emiya Kiritsugu has been hiding in the dark, and there is no reason for him to be discovered.

Wait, there's Illya?

Why would he know about Kiritsugu's child?

Mi Wu's head was in chaos, and her thoughts were about to be frozen by intense fear.

"I told you not to be nervous. I have no ill intentions towards you."

Miwu was stiff all over, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the knuckles of her hands holding the spoon turned slightly white.

Seeing her look like this, Ye You knew that he probably scared her badly.

After all, that night, during the battle on Warehouse Street, Ye You left the battle. That plasma cannon made everyone hold their breath.

"Calm down, come on, I'll teach you how to write the word fennel."

Ye Yousheng stretched out his fingers and started drawing on the table, "Look, that's it, with a cursive prefix on the top and a "return" on the bottom."

Ye You stretched out four more fingers, "The most important thing is that there are four ways to write fennel, each of which has its own trajectory of historical choices. The same is true in life. Different choices will lead to different trajectories. You have to choose Another way to write about life?”

Ye You smiled gently and pushed the photo of Patchouli and Ilia in front of Mi Wu.