After going crazy for a while, Theresa took a few quick breaths, feeling an indescribable tiredness: "You...how much salary do I owe you? Do you have a pay slip? No matter which Theresa deducted your salary, I will make it up to you now, okay?!!" "Really?" The store manager was delighted, and then he ran to the control panel on the bridge and operated it gently a few times. A long list came out from the printing port under the operating table. "You said it, don't go back on your word." The store manager handed the list to Theresa and said with a smile. “…I—” Theresa’s face darkened and she breathed heavily. She resisted the urge to curse and snatched the long receipt from the store manager's hand. She quickly glanced at the contents on the receipt. Right below the receipt was the Tianming anti-counterfeiting logo. "..." What the hell? Is this Hyperion really destined? Let me see... Electricity bill XXX, payee: Hyperion Captain Yufan; Valkyrie armor repair fee XXX; payee: Hyperion Captain Yufan; Weapon maintenance fee XXX, payee: Hyperion Captain Yufan; Hom's Adventure 15 XXX: payee: Hyperion Captain Yufan... Looking at the shocking numbers listed on the receipt, Theresa's eyes widened in horror: "Why did you pay for the electricity and maintenance costs yourself? Destiny - bah! Didn't the destiny of your world pay for you?"
"No." The store manager spread his hands, his face full of vicissitudes. "I have been a captain for so long, and all my salary has been spent on Hyperion and your comic books. Tianming has never reimbursed me a penny. If it weren't for your food and accommodation, I don't know how I would have survived." "Wait!" Suddenly, Theresa stared at a certain item on the receipt, then spread the receipt to the store manager with a sullen face. "What's the matter with this largest size condom?" "Cough cough cough cough cough--!!!" Everyone on the bridge was choked by their own saliva, and the sound of coughing was heard everywhere for a while. “Uh…” This time, it was the store manager’s expression that froze. He felt a little guilty: "Private, personal needs, destiny shouldn't interfere with the emotional life of employees, right?" "What about these black stockings and knee-length white stockings?" Theresa gritted her teeth, her voice trembling for some reason. "Why... why are there a few of them in my size?!" “Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough—!!!” The coughs became louder and more frequent. In an instant, the piercing gazes turned from Theresa to the store manager. "I..." The store manager was sweating and stiff-necked as he said, "It's just a coincidence... You can't stop others from buying clothes of your size, right?" "Then why do you buy so many different sizes of these... these things??!" Theresa blushed: "Short nurse uniform... hollow nun uniform... full skirt... why are there whips and candles!??? Iron chains... Band-Aids??? With Destiny's medical technology, a wound covered with a Band-Aid can be healed in two seconds, right?!" "Tell me the truth! What did you buy these things for?" Chapter 4: Miss Yutu, who caused trouble as soon as she arrived (k) The moment Theresa's angry roar, as tender and clear as a silver bell, fell, almost everyone's face flew uncontrollably with a touch of delicate blush, and Theresa's own face was so red that it seemed to be dripping with blood. Unlike the Theresa from 2013 who was nicknamed "The manager's girlfriend" by Mei before coming to the cafe, this Theresa from 2017, although she already had a general understanding of the special nature of this cafe before coming, she did not know the relationship between "Theresa from another world" and the manager. Even though she heard the heavy breathing and the charming and irrational voices leaking from the second floor where the door was not closed when she entered the cafe, in the concept of Theresa from 2017, it only meant that the personal style of the manager of this cafe was more romantic... romantic, yes, romantic, to the extent that it affected other people, but she never thought that among those "affected people", there was "herself" from a different world. Theresa was almost dizzy.
She was really about to faint from shame. As the president of St. Freya's Academy, the attention she devotes to Kiana, Raiden Mei, and Bronya can be said to be quite strong. After all, there are two Herrsers among the three little ones, and the other one is a confidant of the Anti-Entropy Executor. Although Theresa was unwilling to doubt them on a subjective level, as the commander of the Far East branch, she had to be responsible for the entire branch she led. Therefore, Theresa can be said to be familiar with the basic parameters of Kiana, Raiden Mei and Bronya. She looked at the "that aspect" supplies that took up more than half of the long document. Some of the clothes were marked with sizes that were so familiar to her that they even seemed a bit eye-catching...unspeakable shame and intense fear suddenly surged into the depths of her mind. After all, she has lived for nearly half a century. Although Theresa has always been well protected by Otto, she is not so ignorant that she is confused by suggestive words such as "love", "package", and "hollow out". This long receipt is not only a consumption record left by the store manager when he was in charge of Hyperion, but also a piece of evidence presented in court that records countless sins. No matter how eloquently the store manager argues, there is no possibility of overturning the verdict in the face of overwhelming evidence. "Uh..." The manager was sweating profusely and felt a little guilty. Under other circumstances, he wouldn't have to feel guilty. As a traveler who had traveled through different world bubbles for many years, the store manager was the one who could best distinguish "people with the same identity in different worlds" among all the people present. Logically, even if he had done something to Theresa from another world bubble, he shouldn't have shown any wavering emotions in front of Theresa in front of him. However, the initial reason for this sudden exposure was that he inadvertently revealed to Theresa in front of him the resentment he had felt for being oppressed by another Theresa from another world. The unity of obligations and rights. Since he subconsciously vented the resentment of having been oppressed on the innocent Theresa in front of him, then conversely, he, who had not done anything to Theresa, must of course bear the shame and anger that This Theresa felt based on her empathy for "Theresa from another world." "It's just that we did something that would make both parties feel happy and pleased..." The store manager scratched his head and muttered in a low voice, "...You are the one who happily scratches me every time, leaving marks all over my back..." “Stop, stop, stop! Don’t describe it so clearly!!” Theresa raised her hand with a tingling scalp, and the redness on her face became more and more vivid. She slapped the long receipt on the store manager's face, and said in a trembling voice, mixed with a hint of indescribable panic: "You, what is your relationship with Theresa from another world... I... I don't care! Go ask her to reimburse you for this receipt! Don't blame me for the deduction of your salary!" Instead of continuing to pursue the manager's account of the bad things he did to Theresa from another world, Theresa in 2017 chose to protect herself and make the necessary decisions. "Oh..." the manager said sullenly. You are still feeling wronged!!! I should be the one feeling wronged, okay?! Theresa bit her teeth slightly and walked into the elevator on her short legs without saying a word. Although she said that she had to make a decisive decision, after entering the elevator, Theresa's mind was filled with strange images. Theresa was an image of "herself" in a nurse's uniform playing a nurse game with the store manager, an image of "herself" in a nun's uniform forgiving the store manager's sins, and an image of "herself" in an OL uniform leaning against the store manager in the office and being hit repeatedly... Because those images were all of "herself", when she imagined these blushing scenes, Theresa would even unconsciously add her own voice to those scenes. …Aaaaaaah! What am I thinking about! ! ! ! She hugged her head, and her petite body twisted like a maggot roasted on fire. Troubles go away! Troubles go away!!! Seeing Theresa's silently frantic appearance as she walked into the elevator, everyone in the hall looked at each other in silence, and then immediately looked away. "Ahem." Kiana and Mei Raiden from 2017 coughed at the same time and walked into the elevator as if nothing had happened. The store manager raised his hand and with a melancholy expression took off the receipt that Theresa had thrown at his face.
This is really shooting oneself in the foot. In a silent atmosphere, a group of people returned to the lobby of the cafe from the bridge, covered in dust. As soon as the door of the cafe was opened, the scene in the hall stunned everyone standing outside. A cross as tall as a person stood in the center of the cafe. Dozens of golden spears spread out in a fan shape. Theresa from 2013 stood behind the cross, grinning at the figure floating in the air like a frightened little animal. The figure floating in the air smiled as if he didn't feel the hostility shown by the person in front of him, and his pair of mysterious purple eyes were filled with interest like a child who suddenly saw a new toy. The moment the door of the cafe opened, everyone in the hall turned their eyes to the outside. When they saw that the team that went to observe the situation on the Hyperion controlled by the girl Himeko had returned, Theresa from 2013 was visibly delighted. "Manager! There's a troublemaker in your store!" Theresa in 2013 covered the huge cross with her palm and said eagerly, "Come! I'll help you. Let's take down this troublemaker who is full of lies together!!" "It seems that this little Theresa, whom I met for the first time, doesn't seem to welcome me very much." The figure floating in the air scratched his long hair and said with a smile, "But, forcing the other party to use force without any evidence to prove that they are lying is probably not what a qualified leader should do." “Stop talking nonsense! You didn’t enter this cafe through normal channels, but forced your way in from the quantum sea!” Theresa in 2013 pulled out a golden spear of light from the cross and attacked the figure floating in the air. “The moment you broke in, I saw the scene outside the door! It was impossible for that scene to appear in the real world! Besides, weren’t you the first to use force against this cafe? If I hadn’t used Judas to suppress those human-like things you summoned, you would be the one who would choose to use force now!” "What's more... you are not even a human, but you dare... dare to pretend to be that person..." Theresa's eyes in 2013 were filled with uncontrollable rage. Although as the commander of the Far East Branch, she would not be completely engulfed by her anger, it was obvious that she had reached the limit of her patience with the figure floating in the air. Just like Theresa in 2013 who was in a rage, Theresa from 2017 also had her pupils shrink suddenly after seeing the figure floating in the air, with a slight flash of anger in her eyes. She raised her hand, and another huge cross sank into the wooden floor beside the door with a dull thud. Considering that she was not the owner of this cafe, after taking out her weapon, Theresa from 2017 turned her head slightly and looked at the manager with a questioning look. "What do you mean, Manager?" she asked in a deep voice, "Do you need us to help you subdue her?" "This is really..." The figure floating in the air smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying frivolously, "It seems that you are not even willing to give me a chance to argue?" "..." The store manager looked at the two Judases that had smashed into the wooden floor with a twitching eye and rubbed his brow. He sighed: "They said you forced your way into my cafe from the Quantum Ocean?" "This is an indisputable fact." The frivolous figure floating in the air smiled and nodded, "It's just... when I found this 'immovable point', I really didn't expect that the space around here would be so chaotic that I couldn't move at all after entering it." "Is this the excuse you prepared for barging into my store fully armed and arousing Theresa's guard?" the store manager said. "When people are in a crisis, they always hope to do their best to get out of it." The frivolous woman floating in the air spread her hands and put on an innocent expression. "Using the term in the real world... this should be considered an 'emergency hedging'?" "The applicable regulations for emergency avoidance do not include you taking the initiative to move towards the danger zone. Don't tell me that when you are close to the 'fixed point', your spatial cognition ability will make you completely unaware of the possible dangers there." The store manager rolled his eyes. "Oh, it seems that my argument has failed." The figure floating in the air clapped his hands, "Can you please tell me what kind of punishment I will get?" The store manager let out a breath, turned around, closed the door of the cafe that revealed the Hyperion Corridor, and then after a pause, opened the door again. "..." After seeing the scene outside the door, the figure who had always looked frivolous showed a somewhat embarrassed expression for the first time. In the chaos of colors, countless figures were scattered everywhere, and right in front of them was an obvious huge hole.
"You are really capable. You can poke a hole in this space that is completely fixed in the quantum sea." The store manager said in a sarcastic tone, "You broke the space that even the Herrscher of the End couldn't break with one shot. How about letting you be the end of your world?" "Uh..." The frivolous figure said with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment?" The store manager closed the door, pointed his thumb outside, and then pointed his index finger at the crack created by the two Judases. "Fix the holes in the space outside yourself. Also, go find some similar flooring in the real world and lay down the two holes created by Theresa who got stressed out by your face and fighting posture." "So, what are you doing here?" The store manager looked around. "Where is your guardian?" "???" Hearing the word "guardian", everyone in the hall was filled with question marks. "But I don't have a guardian." The frivolous figure blinked his eyes. "If you insist, I can be considered as a half-guardian of a certain artificial intelligence." "That AI you're talking about must think that the relationship between you two is the other way around..." The frivolous figure laughed: "So, this store manager seems to know number 17 as well?" "Not only do I know No. 17, I also know who should be held responsible for this situation." The store manager glanced at the frivolous woman, then suddenly turned his gaze towards the Herrscher of Lightning, Raiden Mei, and extended his hand, "Why don't you help her pay for the losses caused by the people from your World Snake?" "?" The Herrscher of Thunder, Raiden Mei, was stunned. "Are you from the World Snake?" "She only has work experience at World Snake. During her time there, she participated in the 'Stigmata Project' as an absolute core, and received overwhelming praise from nearly seven billion users when the project was launched." The woman clapped her hands, "I seem to have seen this lady's file in World Snake's information. It seems to be... Miss Red Electric Dragon, is that right?" "?" Chapter 4: Walter Young's Suffering Day (k) In the spacious hall, the store manager and the frivolous woman who broke into the cafe sat opposite each other at a table. The store manager leaned his elbows on the table, crossed his fingers, and looked grimly: "Name?" The frivolous woman's face showed a gentle yet playful smile as always: "Misterine Shaniat." "Age?" the store manager asked. "Hmm... six years old? Maybe five?" A troubled expression appeared on Mistrylin's face. The store manager was silent for a moment: "...Gender?" Mistrylin smiled: "Guess?" The store manager narrowed his eyes slightly: "...be serious." Mistrynne smiled as usual: "But I am very serious." "..." Bang! The store manager silently slammed a pair of black and gold pistols onto the table. "Alright, alright, I surrender. This is really no joke~" Mistrylin raised her hands and saluted in a standard French military salute. "From a taxonomic point of view, I should be considered a woman. At least that's what I think." "Why did you break into my cafe?" the manager asked calmly. "Well... do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" An intriguing smile appeared on Mistierine's face.
"You can choose to tell a lie, or I can choose to throw you out right now, and by the way, fill up the space outside and reinforce it a little bit more, to ensure that you can never come in again." The store manager raised his lips slightly. He knew better than anyone that you have to hit the snake at its most vulnerable part. For a fun-loving person like Misterine, no punishment could be more severe than letting her watch the fun that was so close to her slip away right under her nose. In fact, this is very effective. After hearing the manager's calm words, Mistlin's expression froze noticeably. After a moment, she sighed softly, revealing a tearful expression: "You are really stubborn. You look so cute, why are you such a mean child?" Without waiting for the store manager to respond, the two Thereses around the table spoke in unison: "It's not your turn to say that! And! Don't make such a contrived expression with Cecilia's face!"