Chapter 6: Unfortunately, I came to the Shura Field which is not considered a Shura Field...
"This box has a nice outer shell. Oh, is it made of black gold?"
The mechanic at the weapon modification shop rubbed his hands together and looked at the two young men in front of him with a smile on his face. "Our shop has just been fully upgraded. All of our mechanical tools are state-of-the-art. The drilling and modification is only 2999. Since you're a new customer, I'll apply for a 5% discount. How about that?"
Punching the holes was purely for aesthetic reasons, to facilitate the embedding of badges and ornaments later. Lancelot just wanted to make a quick decision: "Then -"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body tilted and was pushed away by someone.
"no!"
Euan looked at Lancelot as if he were looking at a generous and wealthy fool.
His rabbit ears stood up into an inverted V shape, as if triggering a passive skill. He changed his silent and obedient attitude and slammed the table excitedly, "Drilling a hole costs two or three thousand! Why don't you go rob it!"
The mechanic explained with a dry laugh: "We do it all by hand, using the latest process..."
"It's pure handwork. Can you drill a hole with your finger and show me?"
This kind of rhetoric may be useful to fool a foolish and wealthy fox, but it is simply impossible to deceive a calculating and clever rabbit!
"And drilling a hole isn't considered a modification. The metal casing of this box is so fragile and thin..."
Youan, who had experience working in many industries, was like a detective who had seen through the murderer's tricks. He crossed his arms and looked sharp, "Hmph, you can only use a 006 mechanical drill for two seconds to finish the job, and then you hide in the repair room and waste time!"
The mechanic broke out in a cold sweat, thinking to himself, "You already know all this?" He forced himself to retort, "Slow work produces fine work. After all, this is a luxury product. We are being more cautious out of our responsibility to you."
“It’s not a luxury.”
You An puffed out his chest and said in a loud voice, "He's vain. The fake goods he bought are worthless!"
Am I vain?! Am I buying knockoffs?!
Lancelot let out a noticeable gasp.
Youan was completely oblivious and kept urging the stunned mechanic, "Hurry up and give it a couple of times. Right, right here. 50 is enough, right?"
The mechanic felt dizzy: "50 is too..."
You An lowered his voice and said sternly, "Don't cheat college students! Be careful or I'll report you!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" The mechanic gave in and started working in front of him.
Youan nodded with satisfaction, lowered his head and shrank back to Lancelot, poking his lower back with his fingers.
Reciprocity helps the boss save money. There is no worker in the world more dedicated than me.
You An couldn't help but take credit: "Is my bargaining okay?"
Lancelot still felt a lump in his throat and glanced at him indifferently.
The light shone on his face, and his translucent pupils seemed to contain a pool of water, reflecting only his own features.
As Lancelot watched, his tail began to swing unconsciously.
Tsk, he said he bought fake goods just to bargain. He is so dedicated because he is afraid of being cheated. If it were someone else, who would care whether he was being cheated or not.
The more Lancelot thought about it, the more satisfied he became. He responded to the other person's blazing gaze and praised him generously, "Extremely impressive."
…
After returning to Kagano, Lancelot sent Yuan to the dormitory building as usual. Seeing him say thank you and goodbye with a well-behaved face, his mood of happiness reached its peak.
Just then Enzo called—
"Asia is clamoring to raise a Tanemon. Please help me choose one. I'm allergic to that thing."
Lancelot always responded to his friends' requests and headed to a high-end pet store selling Tani beasts.
Perhaps it was his good mood today that made him look particularly radiant, and when he walked on the street, he attracted a lot of attention.
Seeing the hesitant expressions of the passers-by, Lancelot lifted his hair and wagged his tail modestly.
Alas, the charm is still too great.
"It's a catwalk, hurry up!"
Enzo urged loudly at the door. When the person approached, he asked casually, "Didn't you take Youan to buy clothes today? How did it turn out?"
“It went very smoothly!”
Lancelot seemed to be waiting for him to ask, and he sat down on the sofa as soon as he entered the store. A dozen white balls came over excitedly and surrounded him as if they were bowing to the Fox King.
"If you come with me, you'll see how well-behaved and cute Youan is. He looks good in anything he wears. He's just a little thin, but that's not a big deal. I'll be able to raise him back sooner or later."
Lancelot's raised foot swayed rhythmically, and he suddenly raised the newly bought mechanical box in his hand, "By the way, do you see this? I just drilled a hole, and it cost 50. Youan took a lot of effort to help me bargain. In fact, it's not about the money, but mainly because he was afraid that I would suffer a loss..."
“…”
Enzo opened his mouth, not knowing where to interrupt.
He swore that he was just asking casually, but he didn't expect to be forced to listen to a 20-minute keynote speech on "How my Zi Han combines intelligence and beauty".
Just as his attention began to drift, his pupils suddenly focused on something and he looked at it in surprise for a moment.
"Sounds like you had a great day."
"uh-huh."
"But...I have a question I really want to ask you."
Lancelot nodded gracefully: "Friend, please speak."
Enzo pointed behind him: "What's wrong with your tail?"
"?"
Lancelot showed a puzzled expression.
He lowered his head and looked, his handsome face with a smile suddenly froze, and he suddenly pulled the tail in front of his eyes.
The tip of the tail, which originally flowed like satin, was now jagged, with a few suspicious tufts of short hair stuck to the broken part.
"Fuck! What is this!"
Lancelot's usually elegant and lazy voice broke into a crack, and at that moment in the student dormitory, You Tuantuan's nose twitched with satisfaction, holding a lock of red fox fur to show to her brother.
"It feels so good..." Youan touched it, and couldn't imagine how good it would be if the whole rabbit was stuck in it.
But he soon noticed the neat breaks in the fox fur.
You An was puzzled: "Isn't this a plucked one?"
"No," You Tuantuan gestured with her little paw, "We use mechanical shears. With a click, the hair will fall off."
How can this be!
Youan quickly frowned, rolled up a small paper stick, and knocked it on the table.
“Hmm…”
You Tuantuan visibly shrank into a fur ball, with his ears pressed against the back of his head and his two little paws tremblingly stretched out.
Snap, snap... snap!
The small paper stick fell into the claws.
The last time I was scolded by my brother was because I pretended to be full of nutrient solution and was spanked ten times. This time it was twenty times!
As soon as the little paper stick stopped, You Tuantuan apologized in a tearful voice: "Brother, I was wrong..."
"You would also be unhappy if someone cut your hair casually."
You An patiently reasoned with him, "I'll take you to apologize to them when I have the chance."
You Tuantuan nodded and said, "Okay, I will apologize sincerely and make a lot of money to repay Boss Fox in the future."
"Good little rabbit." You An was very satisfied with his attitude of admitting his mistake and stood up to pack the newly bought clothes.
His hair was trimmed perfectly, fluffy and slightly curly, and looked soft.
You Tuantuan collected the scattered fox hair into the biscuit box and turned her head to look at him frequently.
"What are you looking at?" Youan paused and said in a slow voice, "I'm not angry anymore."
"I'm looking at my brother's new hairstyle." You Tuantuan threw away the fox fur, jumped over, propped up his upper body, and scribbled in the air with his little paws. "Hey... it's soft... like pork floss."
He had seen it before in the window of a high-end dessert shop, but he and his brother stared at it for too long and were chased away by the clerk.
Youan bowed his head cooperatively: "Would you like to have something to eat?"
"I want it, I want it!"
You Tuan Tuan happily rushed over, hugged his brother's ears and shook them left and right, opened his mouth into an oval shape, and pretended to bite the air next to his ears a few times, "Hmm... fragrant... delicious, really delicious!"
There were a lot of packaging boxes for the new clothes that had been sorted out. You An opened them up and folded them up, preparing to take them out to the waste recycling machine downstairs to earn some Bailan coins.
Zach followed Vincent back to the dormitory. Euan just came out of the room and their eyes locked on him.
Perhaps it was because Lancelot's appearance eased the economic pressure, and the melancholy temperament lingering around Youan disappeared.
He was already handsome and well-behaved, and he had a fresh hairstyle. Even if the expression on his face when he looked at me was just a polite and distant smile, the vague sense of nobility in him made it difficult to arouse disgust.
Zack suddenly recalled the time when school had just started and Youan checked in with a dusty suitcase and a bunch of candies of a brand they had never heard of as a gift to them.
At that time, with just a quick glance, I knew that he was a country bumpkin from a remote town. He was thin and skinny, taciturn, and no one would notice him in a crowd.
No one in the dormitory paid any attention to him, and soon he stopped talking to others. When they met on weekdays, he would just nod and quickly retreat into the room.
He didn't know what was wrong with him. He felt uncomfortable all over the day. He drank two bowls of medicine but it didn't help. He had to find opportunities every day to say a few words in front of people, making them frown and look unhappy, so that he could vent the restlessness in his heart.
"Excuse me."
A familiar voice floated into his ears, and Zack was pushed by Vincent, then moved aside.
Just like a dusty pearl that had some dust blown away, he was in a trance for a moment.
It wasn't until he saw the packaging boxes that were clearly beyond Yuan's purchasing power that Zack's eyes suddenly became strange, and he couldn't help but connect it with the complaints he heard from the dormitory next door.
The next day, there was a knock on Youan's door.
"Please wait a moment."
Youan put the still sleeping You Tuantuan into the biscuit box and opened the door.
Zach stood at the door, his arms folded as he stared down at him. "There's something I need to ask you."
"What's up?"
Youan was a little confused, but it was time for him to go to class, so he walked out with his backpack and half-closed the door with his backhand.
Vincent followed Youan's gaze until he got closer, then he asked quietly, "Did you go out after we left the party that night?"
Youan shook his head: "No, what's wrong?"
"A Class A energy core and a mechanical watch were lost in the dormitory next door." Vincent stared at his face, not wanting to look away, and added indifferently, "They were lost the night of the banquet."
Youan is often slow-witted, but he is very sensitive to some malicious intentions, so sensitive that he is used to it.
For example, right now, he understands the subtext of his roommates very well.
You An said calmly, "I didn't steal it."
Vincent asked as if it was a routine matter, then said, "I still have classes," and got up and left the dormitory.
"Tsk, you were the only one on this floor that day. I gave you face but you didn't take it seriously. Did you have to make everything clear?"
After everyone left, Zach grabbed a handful of his hair and sneered to himself, "Everyone in the next door dorm saw you with those boxes yesterday. Why are you still denying it? But don't worry, they said they can pay 800,000 yuan to settle it privately."
He raised his eyebrows, waiting for the other party to show panic, like a hungry predator, leisurely forcing its prey into a dead end.
If the rabbit's pitiful pleading look was pleasing enough, he would be merciful enough to help advance the money.
"oh……"
Euan drew out the last word slowly, then quickly said, "I can't compensate you. Lancelot bought the clothes."
Zach's face froze: "...Who are you talking about?"
Alas, what should he do? His roommate has poor brain and hearing.
You An sighed secretly and sincerely suggested, "If this is all you have as evidence, it would be more efficient to call the police directly."
Having said that, he turned around and was about to leave. Morning time was precious and he had to plan ahead for the classes he would have later.
Unexpectedly, Zach came over, suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled it back, his voice cold: "Lancelot? There must be a limit to your lying——"
There were messy footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door. Quan Yi chased after Lancelot, glancing at the drooping fox tail from time to time.
His face flushed red, and he looked like he was having a hard time holding back his laughter. When Lancelot turned his head and glared at him fiercely, he symbolically advised like a repeater: "Don't be angry, hahahaha... Don't be angry, hahahaha..."
"Shut up!"
The matter of the tail was definitely related to the rabbit. Lancelot quickened his pace with a gloomy face, raised his eyes to confirm the room number, and opened the door directly.
A tall and long-legged human youth stood in front of Youan, holding his arm tightly and holding him in silent confrontation. There was a strange atmosphere.
Lancelot stared at the hand for a few seconds, then suddenly curled up the corners of his lips into a smile devoid of any emotion. He tapped the door frame with his knuckles: "Oh, I came at an untimely moment."
He smiled at everyone, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely weird.
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