Why it never ends

Chapter 951 Same Name

At night, Lico returned with six oversized shopping bags, each filled with medicine, food, and clothes. She took out everything, sorted it, re-sorted it, stacked it, and put it in the trunk of her car.

After finishing all this, she sat down at the dining table and looked at Hesta: "What did you say you wanted to show me this afternoon?"

Hesta pushed Kiki's notebook over.

After reading it, Rico turned the cover and looked at the name: "...Wow."

"I had the same reaction."

"How old is Qiqi?"

"They are the same age, both eight years old - well, they were eight last year, so they are nine this year."

Rico folded her arms and rested her elbows on the table. She looked at Kiki's composition with a gentle gaze for a while, took a photo and sent it to Turan.

There was a rustling sound behind the bedroom door. Rico and Hesta looked up at the same time and saw Eleven and Kiki walking out hand in hand.

Qiqi was sleepy and Eleven was rubbing his eyes constantly, neither of them looked very awake.

"What's wrong?" Hesta asked.

"... poop." Qiqi replied, "The flush button in the bathroom in the room is broken, and the poop from the afternoon hasn't been flushed down yet."

"It stinks." said Eleven.

Hesta and Rico stood up to check.

When Eleven and Kiki returned to the room, Hesta had already pulled out the pump to check it.

"Did you poop too much today?" Kiki asked in a low voice.

"It's not that much," Eleven frowned, sounding a little unsure, "I had the last one at school this morning."

Rico, who was standing by, laughed and said, "It's just that a floating part is stuck. Just pull it back."

"...Okay." Hesta put the toilet cover back on, pressed the button, and the toilet flushed normally.

Eleven and Qiqi started to applaud at the same time. Qiqi whispered a thank you, and Eleven yawned again with his mouth wide open.

"You're welcome," Hesta stood up, "Next time if something breaks, tell me sooner."

"Do you want to learn swimming?" Rico suddenly asked.

The three people looked at her at the same time.

"When I came back, I saw a swimming pool next door that offered discounts to children under twelve years old," Li Ge said, "If you are interested..."

"I'm fine with that," Eleven turned around, "Do you want to go?"

Qiqi blinked her eyes and nodded after a long while. …

The weekend is here in a flash.

Trion extended an invitation the day after Hesta's visit, hoping that Hesta could visit his other estate when he was free.

It was Saturday afternoon when Ximoya learned the news. She brought Hesta to the Cosi workstation to complete some formalities. All of these things were required by the House of Nobles. Hesta had been in Emanria for two weeks. Although AHgAs intended to postpone her formal employment, the royal court had been urging the new inspector to show up, even if it was just some informal contact.

Kende therefore speculated that the royal court might take some action in the near future, and she asked Ximoya to be prepared to avoid any further complications.

Because of this matter, Ximoya didn't sleep well for several days, and stayed up all night on Friday to deal with all the paperwork so that she could stay by Hesta's side all day on Saturday and Sunday to keep an eye on him.

Hesta was not aware that Ximoya had such considerations. She just felt that Ximoya handled administrative work at an incomprehensible speed. It seemed that no matter how tedious or complicated the work was, it was just a piece of cake for Ximoya - things discussed the day before could often be done the next day.

Hesta felt a sense of tension in Ximoya, as if he was competing with someone. Perhaps for this reason, Ximoya always treated small matters with an inappropriate seriousness. Normally, such people always aroused Hesta's respect. However, during this period of time, Hesta not only did not show any consideration for Ximoya, but instead wanted to pile more work on Ximoya. Hesta was really curious, where was the limit of this person? Why did she push herself to such a situation?

This afternoon, many people were working at the Cosey workstation. Under the leadership of Ximoya, Hesta greeted many people. She unexpectedly discovered that "Jane" was a very popular name in District 12. The two walked from the first floor to the third floor and met four ladies with "Jane" in their names, two of whom were first names and two were middle names.

In other words, if someone yelled "Jane!" in the hall, at least five people in the building would turn their heads to look, and Hesta couldn't help laughing at the thought.

"Listen, regarding Trion's invitation, it would be better for you to politely decline it this time. It won't be too late to agree when he invites you for the second or third time," Ximoya said in the workstation. "The main reason is that the situation is more complicated this time. Although Trion was the one who sent the invitation, it is very likely that the royal court also instructed it. I haven't told you in detail about the Hastings nobles. Let's find a time tomorrow-"

"Tonight," Hesta said, "I've already accepted the appointment."

Ximoya stared into Hesta's eyes: "You promised?"

"I agree," Hesta quickly signed his identity document. "My appointment is for Sunday - that is, tomorrow. You can't tell me tomorrow in the car - Trion might be sitting next to me by then."

"You..." Ximoya felt that she should be angry, but at this moment she only felt a kind of fatigue, "...If you get into any trouble, don't blame me."

"You will come with me, right?" Hesta looked at her. "After all, you are my moral judge."

"Oh." Ximoya looked ahead with despair, "Of course, I will fulfill my duties well..."

"That's no problem." Hesta replied nonchalantly, "You just do your duty well, and I'll listen to your advice -"

"Have you signed all the documents at home?" Ximoya asked, "I put all the paper copies on your desk yesterday."

"Please, Ximoya," Hesta's face fell a little. She stretched her hands and did a few stretches, looking lazy. "Today is the weekend, please don't spoil the fun. It's already very kind of me to go to the workstation with you to sign. Can we talk about other things on weekdays?"

  Ximoya took a deep breath. Isn't going to Trion's manor a job for you? Why did you set the date on Sunday? But you start to care about whether it's a working day or not when you come to me!

"Don't blame me for not reminding you," Ximoya looked away, "You took the photos when you went to Trion's house last time. He has shown them to several people, including several whose wives are colleagues of Eucalyptus. Your trick won't last long and will eventually be exposed."

"Yeah, I know what's going on."

"When are you going to end this boring game?"

Hesta smiled slightly: "When the time is right."