After sorting out his mood for a little, Feng Xue began to search for these memories that emerged. However, due to the failure of the library's previous judgment, these memories seemed particularly messy, and it took a lot of time just to straighten them out.

An hour passed by, and Feng Xue had just found a little trick of ripples to mobilize ripples. When she was about to continue reading along this line, Dongfang Pengzi's voice came from downstairs-

"Mr. Feng Xue, dinner is about to be had."

"Okay, I'll be here soon!" Feng Xue responded, took the mask-shaped substitute back into her body, wiped the blood from her hands with a towel, rinsed her mouth and washed away the remaining bloody smell in her mouth, and then pushed open the door and walked out of the room.

Looking out along the door, a man in a school uniform was sitting next to the TV playing games. When he saw Feng Xue go out, he turned his head to look at him at the standard new house forty-five degrees. The iconic cow dung head almost instantly told Feng Xue his identity.

"Uh? This hairstyle...is the legendary head of the plane?" Feng Xue sighed in surprise. Dongfang Pengzi immediately became nervous when he heard it. She didn't know what kind of virtue her son was, for fear that the guest in front of her would be beaten out.

Unexpectedly, when Josuke stood up and looked at Feng Xue nervously, he rushed downstairs and said, "I have heard that the plane heads on Neon are very popular and look very fashionable. Unfortunately, the domestic atmosphere is relatively conservative, and my parents don't let me keep it... By the way, this hairstyle should be difficult to take care of, right? Can you tell me..."

Feng Xue chattered and spitted out a bunch of lines, and Josuke's expression immediately softened. Just kidding, Feng Xue had watched seven and a half jojos, how could there be problems with such things! Now, he could almost hear the prompt sound of Josuke's favor 5? Is it true that his character card does not seem to be loaded with the pink group module?

The meeting with Shi Qiao - Toyoshi Josuke was quite harmonious. Although this guy was obviously a little uncomfortable with the extra person at home, he didn't say anything.

You should know that Toyota Josuke is a very gentle person, even the type of person who will apologize to you when you slap him in the face. The premise is that you don’t want to say that his hairstyle is ugly.

However, compared to Josuke's favorability, Feng Xue still attaches more importance to her substitute. After all, this is an important means to survive in this (not) dangerous world.

The messy information was slowly sorted out by Feng Xue. Not long after, he found some simple entries, such as how to transfer ripples through adjustment of breathing, but the information about the substitute was still very messy.

This kind of information looks like a rude man's words, full of repetitive and useless sentences, and only a small part of it can extract effective information.

Contacting the essence revealed by Golden Finger, Feng Xue realized that this information did not appear out of thin air, but if we talk about the source, we can only think that it was the information conveyed by his substitute, right? After all, it is not a human-shaped substitute, so the initiative is very poor, so the information conveyed is also unorganized.

However, Feng Xue didn't care about this, because the information was there. If you continue reading it like this, you can finish it sooner or later.

After dinner, Feng Xue took a short rest and embarked on the journey of working. The bar waiter was not busy at work, so he could use this time to sort out his ideas.

But more importantly, the outside is definitely safer than the protagonist's home at this time.

After all, Mizuno is not sure that the plot will develop according to the original work. If Kataki Yasuo decides to take action tonight, with his current ability, he will obviously be unable to stop it.

He is a very realistic person, and the premise of helping others will not harm his own interests. Especially at this time, he has not truly integrated into this world that is completely unaware of the truth or falsehood.

...

"Shopkeeper, I'm here." When we arrived at this bar with a bit outdated decoration, Feng Xue greeted casually. The bar was not big. Apart from the traditional long table in front of the counter, there were only three round tables. Even if it was full, it could sit down for about twenty people.

In fact, according to the standards of this era, this bar is definitely quite avant-garde. However, Feng Xue comes from twenty years later, so naturally she feels old-fashioned everywhere.

"Ah, isn't this Xue Jiang? You don't have to be so disgusted, just call me Shizi! Come on, I'll take you to change your clothes later..." A mature woman who seemed about twenty-eight years old suddenly turned her head when she heard Feng Xue's voice. To be honest, this woman is not ugly, but her active personality really makes Feng Xue unable to bear it.

This woman is the owner of this bar, and she was also a rich man who gave her an hourly salary of 4,000 yen when Feng Xue was looking for a job.

It is natural that it is understandable that the waiters working in bars have to change their uniforms, and this work outfit with a black vest and a white shirt is not ugly, but...

"Shop...Miss Shizi, can you go out first?"

"Ah? Sorry, Xue Jiang is so handsome. She is stunned when she is not careful!" The store manager had no intention of being ashamed at all, and naturally turned around and left the door, which made Feng Xue feel very headache.

A little clumsy tied the bow tie, Feng Xue walked out of the work room that was temporarily regarded as a locker room. When she looked up, she saw Miss Shizi sitting by the bar smoking a cigarette.

She looked quite lazy at this time, and she looked like a salted fish that was in a confusion after completing all her energy.

"It seems that there is really no one..." Feng Xue sighed at the empty bar. As he saw, the business of this bar was not good. After all, as a neon town with only 50,000 people, after get off work, Japanese-style izakaya is more suitable for the aesthetics of residents than European-style bars.

Therefore, before Feng Xue came here, she would suppress the roots here! No! There is! Service! Life!

Yes, the bartender is responsible for serving tea and wine, and the bartender is the manager of our store - Miss Shizi.

What? Last name? Just kidding! How can someone ask others to call themselves the bar owner with the full name? Is it good to not give a nickname?

"Well, Miss Shizi, what should I do..." Looking at the empty bar, Feng Xue always felt that she was so idle and felt a little sorry for the 4,000-yen hourly wage, and couldn't help but ask.
Chapter completed!