Alice's Dream Club

In the other world, or the world of the extraordinary, there is an unwritten but established rule: Do not interfere or affect the normal world excessively.

It is easy to understand why this rule was established. After all, the current world is dominated by ordinary humans. If excessive interference leads to the exposure of the existence of superhumans, then human curiosity and curiosity will definitely prompt them to turn the whole world upside down. ° It is also necessary to dig three feet into the ground to dig out all the extraordinary people and send them to the research institute for dissection and testing. The fundamental purpose may even be to open their eyes.

Therefore, in order to become more and more "small" and "vulnerable" groups with the development of the times, even the standard villains of the Rockets must clean up the scene independently after finishing their work.

At worst, it must be turned into an accident scene where no flaws can be found to prevent the possibility of being associated.

Therefore, with the aforementioned "constraints", Alice would take her master and the half-vampire back to the club by teleportation without any hesitation.

I have to make the scene so difficult to handle, right? Even if I endure the headache, I have to clean up the scene I made.

After returning, Alice performed her servant's duties to cook for Lynch, while Lynch guarded his building tools and materials and planned how to decorate it better.

As for Queen Elizabeth II, she is amazing.

She was standing in the lobby of the residential area, her eyes staring fixedly at Lynch's bust. If eyes could kill someone, she might have attempted murder Lynch didn't know how many times.

It's fine to set up a trick, but it's plausible to deceive yourself together!

When she figured out how Lynch died in the fourth digit, the person involved finally came to her dressed as a craftsman.

"If you don't plan to help with the decoration, please don't stand here and get in the way. I'm cleaning the floor."

"oh."

Called back by Lynch, Queen Elizabeth II frowned and stared at the liar, striding towards the second floor.

In any case, the boss and the maid have done him a great favor, even if they have complaints about the previous incident, but there is a saying that goes like this: people have to bow their heads under the roof.

Alice also pushed the dining car to the hall at this time. She looked around and smiled at Lynch: "Master, you have worked hard."

After taking a sip of the fragrant coffee, Lynch nodded lightly: "It's not bitter, it's quite sweet."

"Of course." Alice took out a fat orange cat from under the dining car, shook it in front of Lynch before putting it on the ground, and let it crawl out of the club slowly. , "Rhubarb freshly pulled, fresh cat poop coffee."

Lynch looked at the back of Rhubarb walking towards the unknown world, and swallowed hard: "I didn't realize that Rhubarb still has diabetes..."

Alice: "..."

Rolling her eyes at Lynch, Alice briefly explained that it had nothing to do with cat feces, and then pushed the dining car out of the hall.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether it has anything to do with it or not, because the complex emotions caused by the real problems before him have completely occupied Lynch's thoughts: after the three left, the newly painted floor was full of footprints of their evil, in other words In other words, he had to repaint the newly painted floor with great difficulty.

With a deep sigh, Lynch finally had no choice but to set up a cordon in the hall.

Thanks to the fast-drying paint, by the time Alice came back to notify after finishing dinner, she had no chance to harm the tiled floor.

Although it was well hidden, Lynch still caught the lost brilliance called troublemaking failure from the bottom of her eyes. How should I put it, occasionally Alice would show a little bit of childishness, such as when she deliberately sabotaged The fruit of Lynch's labor, so after many considerations, Lynch still didn't expose her in the end.

"Tomorrow I'll paint the walls and ceiling, and the day after tomorrow I can put the furniture and decorations where they should be."

"Arrange as you like."

After Alice finished speaking, she helped Lynch take off the apron and sleeves he wore during the renovation.

"By the way," Lynch had been busy trading contracts before and didn't have time to ask. After these days of familiarization and comparison with what he saw before, now that he is free, Lynch naturally raised his doubts, "Tell me that I can't It’s like in a novel, using your own thoughts to change the appearance of the room, but why do I remember that the dressing room appeared inexplicably twice in a row?”

Alice put away the paint and dust stained clothes, then shook her head in denial: "I didn't say that."

Lynch: "..."

"I was just answering your question, the owner. It was you who said that 'the decoration of the club is part of the owner's job'."

Lynch thought for a moment, then silently pinched Alice's face: "So I've been busy for half a day because you want to torment me, right?"

"Not all," Alice let Lynch pinch herself, "If you decorate it yourself, it will make the club feel more like 'this is my place' in the heart of the owner. Of course, the most important thing is that the owner said you want to decorate it yourself. .”

"So after talking for a long time, it's not..."

"No." Alice tried to break free from Lynch's clutches, and gave up after realizing that it was fruitless, "Recently, you should have discovered that the ability to control the club is related to your 'sense of ownership' and 'sense of belonging' It is closely related, with the increase of this kind of feeling, the ability and information you can grasp will gradually increase, so it is not so much that I am hiding it, it is better to say that the master is not confident enough, and you have not fully recognized yourself from the bottom of your heart. Acknowledge this existence that is very surreal under common perception, and admit that you are the only master here."

Although she didn't want to admit it, Alice's words really touched Lynch's heart.

Suddenly taking over such a surreal club, Lynch still has the illusion that he is dreaming.

And indeed there were times when he doubted whether his shoulders could really carry such a heavy responsibility.

However, with the completion of the transaction, he gradually stopped thinking about it, and as Alice said, after not worrying about it, he gradually grasped those miraculous and surreal powers.

After rubbing his face vigorously, Lynch finally adjusted the balance that had been swinging in his heart.

After the decision was made, Lynch's whole temperament was also significantly different from before. The change in temperament caused by the change in mentality was enough to be noticed with the naked eye, which made Alice bend slightly. The corners of his mouth curled up.

"Tsk, the more I think about it, the more I feel hypocritical. Okay, let's go eat..." While talking, he walked to the second floor, and saw that Alice was still standing there. Lynch asked curiously, "What are you doing in a daze?" ?”

At this moment, Alice has put away the smile on the corner of her mouth.

She turned her head slowly when she heard the words, and said two words loudly to Lynch: "Charge."

Lynch: "..." This girl really holds a grudge...

So in order to avenge Alice's vengeance, Lynch finally took out the airs of being the owner of the club and her owner for the first time after making a change, and issued the first order.

"In the future, you will dress me as a maid at work."

Alice who came to him thought for a while, and then asked tentatively, "Do I need to wear cat ears and a tail?"

Lynch immediately praised Alice for her debut: "I want the orange cat style."

As soon as the words fell, Alice stuffed a grenade with the safety plug out into her mouth.

"..."

Due to the heavy smell of gunpowder in her mouth, Lynch didn't feel delicious at all from Alice's hearty and decent meal.

What surprised the two of them was that the second generation didn't smell the fragrance and floated over - she was the first one who ran over every time the meal was served during the few days she lived here, waiting for Lynch to say that the meal was served.

According to a not-so-rigorous speculation, Lynch believed that what happened today had an excessive impact on her three views, and it would not be able to recover after three or two days, so he asked Alice to leave her to the second generation. A dinner in case she gets too hungry and starts scratching at the door again.

Lovely Alice thought that the second king was angry with the two of them. After all, she was indeed used as a bait to deceive her during the day, but he didn't come to eat. The dishes tasted like a lot of garlic, obviously to punish her.

In this regard, Lynch didn't turn a blind eye to it, he didn't intend to stop it at all.

Anyway, the purpose of taking in the second is to find a partner who can make trouble for Alice, and to stop it by himself. Doesn't the supper have to eat Type 92 anti-personnel landmines?

After dinner, Lynch was about to go for a walk, when the phone rang suddenly beside him.

After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find his mobile phone. Just as he was about to ask Alice, he suddenly saw the picture of Alice taking out the mobile phone from his pocket and comparing the identity of the caller with the record board on his chest.

After the comparison was completed, Alice handed the phone to Lynch.

"It's the master's classmate."

Glancing at the name on the screen, Lynch connected the phone.

"Hello?"

"Yo! Old classmate, do you remember me? I'm your high school classmate..."

"Sorry, I don't need insurance and wealth management business, goodbye."

Lynch hung up very simply, which made Alice, who was planning to eavesdrop a little bit, blink her eyes in admiration.

"Don't you want to contact those people anymore? Then I..."

"Have some ideas," Lynch waved his hand, and handed the phone back to Alice, "It's nothing more than a group of people taking the opportunity of the class reunion to show off their current self, and Buddhist players like me don't get along well with them. "

Alice nodded knowingly: "Hypocritical."

Lynch pinched Alice's face again at that moment.

But Alice tiptoed and raised the phone again, and the call came again.