Enchantment high degree favorability acquisition log

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    Seeing to see my surprise, Mr. Nakahara laughed: "I know that the magic spirit is not normal?"

    "No, no, I just didn't expect you to see it."

    In fact, the magic spirit can be seen in this world. There are not many people, but it is very rare that they have the talent of magicians.

    "It doesn't count as [seeing]," Mr. Nakahara frowned, as if imagining something bad, "it's just that the negative energy above is so strong that I can't ignore it."

    "Forget it, just solve it . Okay." He didn't ask any further questions, didn't mean to explain anything, just continued to look down at the document.

    The living room gradually became quiet, only the sound of the young man flipping the paper gently.

    Just when I was a little uneasy because of this, the doorbell rang suddenly.

    "I'm going to open the door!" I got up quickly, as if receiving amnesty.

    This time it must be my courier!

    As a result, the black-haired youth who came to deliver me clothes in the morning stared at me with big eyes.

    Behind him were two burly men with a large box on their shoulders.

    me: ...

    the other party: ...! ! !

    For some reason, they stayed at the door and looked hesitant, as if torn between whether or not to come in.

    Could it be because I blocked the door? Thinking of this, I quickly took two steps back.

    Probably because we stayed at the door for too long, Mr. Nakahara raised his voice and asked.

    "Who?"

    The black-haired man standing at the door shivered, his eyes becoming more and more shocked.

    But Mr. Zhongyuan's words were obviously more effective than anything else. The black-haired young man hurriedly squeezed in through the entrance with the two people behind him.

    Although the posture is rather awkward, you can see that she is trying very hard not to touch me.

    Am I some kind of beast?

    ... just outrageous.

    I was speechless as I closed the door for them.

    "Miss trouble!" The

    three of them bowed to me together, their voices loud and uniform.

    I was taken aback.

    "...What are you doing?"

    Mr. Zhongyuan pinched the bridge of his nose, threw the document in his hand on the coffee table, and poured himself a glass of red wine.

    Those three people really turned their attention away from me, and they bowed to Mr. Nakahara carrying the huge box.

    "The mattress you asked for has been delivered."