Kafka first found a house to stay in, which would serve as a resting place for the group.
The house was old, with two floors. The furniture... well, there wasn't much decent furniture. A table, a sofa, and a ceiling light that emitted a dim yellow glow were all the furniture on the first floor.
Not only was the environment rudimentary, but the house also had a faint musty smell and a slight stench from dried blood.
It's fair to say that this two-story building was extremely dilapidated, even worse than the Goethe Hotel on the lower level.
"Just make do with it. It's already quite difficult to have a decent place to live here."
Kafka flexed her wrists, then glanced at Zhou Xiao, her eyes seeming to be judging what kind of person he was, revealing little emotion.
"Let's go, I'll have an outfit custom-made for you."
"Silver Wolf, are you going or not?"
She looked at the silver wolf curled up on the sofa and asked him another question.
"No...I want to play games."
"Hmm...an expected answer."
Kafka shrugged, then led Zhou Xiao to the custom clothing store. The scene was more awkward when the two of them went out than when the three of them went out.
"Um... how is she?" Kafka asked, taking the initiative to ask.
She wanted to ask while they were on the spaceship, but unfortunately, Silver Wolf kept bothering Zhou Xiao to draw cards, and then Zhou Xiao closed his eyes to rest, so she didn't ask.
"she?"
“It’s…the child with the star core inside him,” Kafka described in more detail.
"You mean Xing... She's doing well now, and she calls herself my little apprentice."
Upon hearing Zhou Xiao's answer, Kafka raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a somewhat surprised expression: "You? You're her master?"
"What? Not qualified?"
"..." Kafka's expression was slightly complicated, and she did not continue to respond to Zhou Xiao's words. The two fell silent again.
...
After passing the area of vendors and stalls ahead, the other side of this cave is a commercial area with actual buildings and storefronts.
...
Kafka led Zhou Xiao into a tailor shop, where a beautiful proprietress greeted him with a charming smile. Her large, voluptuous breasts made Zhou Xiao frown.
Is this something that humans can withstand?
There must be at least five or six March 7ths!
exaggerate.
That's an exaggeration.
Without proper proportions, it looks somewhat pretentious and empty.
"Oh! Big customer, here again?" The beautiful proprietress seemed to know Kaffa and was very happy to see her.
Um.
For this store, Kafka is indeed a major client.
Kafka has a hobby of collecting coats.
She loves all kinds of coats, not just the kind sold outside, but also custom-made coats. This shop perfectly meets her needs. They can get the kind of coats sold outside, and the custom-made coats are novel and unique in both materials and styles.
It can be said to be a breath of fresh air in this black market.
"And this is..." The beautiful proprietress noticed Zhou Xiao, then looked at Kafka and tentatively asked:
"Your lover?"
"Stop fooling around." Kafka neither agreed nor denied, and then continued:
"Make him a set of clothes. As for the style... just do what you think is best. As for the materials..."
Kafka paused for a moment, then looked at Zhou Xiao and asked, "Do you have money?"
"Money?" Zhou Xiao was penniless, and he didn't even know where the card Ji Zi had given him had gone after the battle with the Great Lord of Annihilation.
"Hmm, anything cheap will do..." Kafka only gave the beautiful proprietress her budget request after hearing Zhou Xiao say he had no money.
"Okay..." The disproportionate proprietress nodded, then walked over with a smile: "Young man, come on... let me take your measurements."
"good."
Zhou Xiao nodded and then began a series of measurements. During this time, the disproportionate proprietress kept probing his identity and his relationship with Kafka, while also inadvertently brushing against Zhou Xiao, trying to lower his guard.
This sounds like gossip, but it's actually all behind-the-scenes information about valuable assets.
Even a "righteous gentleman" like Zhou Xiao could discern the beautiful proprietress's intentions. Faced with questions about Kaffa, Zhou Xiao, as a good teammate, naturally...
They embellished the story and made a big fuss about it!
He told her as much information as he knew about Kafka as he could.
Um.
This is what undercover work is like...
They'll take advantage of any opportunity to scam someone.
When Zhou Xiao finished taking measurements and came out of the back room, the disproportionately large proprietress licked her dry red lips, her smile widening.
Those who know understand it as measuring body dimensions, but those who don't might think it's...
Um...
...
"I have a general understanding. As for the style... I'll decide based on that. It should take about three to five days," the proprietress said to Kafka.
"Okay." Kafka nodded, then paid the deposit and left with Zhou Xiao.
Take care...
The beautiful proprietress stood at the shop entrance, still smiling as she saw them off. Only after Kafka and Zhou Xiao had walked away did the smile on her face gradually fade.
The information she gleaned from Zhou Xiao... well, it was all fluff, not a single bit of substance...
...
On the way back, Kafka asked Zhou Xiao as if she had expected it, "What did that woman... ask you?"
"Um?"
Zhou Xiao paused for a moment upon hearing this before replying, "She asked me about our relationship... and also where I came from, what I did, and so on..."
Kafka snorted twice, as if she had seen through everything long ago. She was also certain that Zhou Xiao knew nothing and could not answer any confidential information. This was why she was so at ease letting the proprietress take Zhou Xiao away earlier.
What did you say?
"Me?" Zhou Xiao indicated that he understood the rules; if she wanted to get information out of him, she could only get a monkey out of him.
"Of course, I gave a vague answer, blocking out all the information. I said... Kaffa and I are lovers. As for where we came from, we just came back from our honeymoon. What we did, of course, we did some things that are not suitable for children... That's how lovers are, of course."
"How did we meet? Well, it was Kaffa who pursued me... You know how charming I am, the number of people who want to date me could circle the globe... I reluctantly agreed."
"???"
Listening to Zhou Xiao's fabricated story, Kafka's expression changed, her forehead covered in black lines, her expression resembling that of the old man on the subway looking at his phone.
Are you talking about your horse?
A vague answer isn't nonsense, hey!
If word gets out... how will she ever face the world again?
She can even come up with headlines like, "Shocking! The Untold Rumored Boyfriend of Star Core Hunter Kafkana!"
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P.S.: This humble author is begging for everything... *sobs*
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