Alien Hotel.

Chapter 457 Eileen's Fulfilling Life

Yu Sheng felt that he could neither understand the state of the ball nor Eileen's usual thought process, but it was clear that the little doll had its own logic on how to deal with the ominous star.

Anyway, let's not worry about the underlying principles. Now this ball is under Eileen's control. After her beating-style "treatment," Ominous Star can now choose one of the dolls as the "host" according to Eileen's instructions, instead of being blown to the ceiling by the presence of four Eileens at the same time.

The little doll's next goal is to train the Ominous Star to pick up packages.

Yu Sheng had absolutely no idea how the little thing's train of thought had jumped to this direction, but Eileen actually had a complete explanation for it—

There are no people, but it can fly and fly back, so it's a drone, and therefore it can be used to pick up packages.

...As I said before, Eileen has her own logic when it comes to doing things.

Yu Sheng felt that Miss Doll's goal was a long and arduous journey, and it had a bit of a whimsical element to it. However, he suspected that she had learned this tendency to act on a whim from him, so he didn't dare to say anything more and could only wish her good luck in training. In fact, it was good to have something to attract the doll's attention, so that she wouldn't be nagging him all day long.

However, he quickly realized that even though Eileen was busy researching the Ominous Planet, it didn't stop her other bodies from chattering away behind him...

"Yu Sheng, when are we going back to Shuji to take a look? I wonder what the situation is like there now."

"Yu Sheng, what do you think about me dyeing this ball blue? Wouldn't it look a little more vibrant?"

"Yu Sheng, do you think their plan to trace and decipher the origins of the Emperor's legacy might cause the planet to collapse? That's how it's always portrayed in movies; when something goes wrong, it starts with archaeology..."

"Mr. Yu! C-Cloth just glanced at me!"

"Yu Sheng, I want to go shopping tomorrow, down the mountain, into the city—"

"Yu Sheng! Yu Sheng—"

Yu Sheng was completely baffled. He noticed that the little doll had been unusually excited these past two days, even spouting more than twice the usual amount of nonsense. It took him countless answers to her questions and sudden whims to finally manage to fool the little one.

He finally managed to get a chance to eat in peace and quiet. He stepped into the restaurant, only to find Hu Li still sitting at the table. The girl had already finished eating, and there were seven or eight empty plates and bowls in front of her. But she was staring at the last dish on the other side of the table, drooling and her eyes shining.

That meal was something she saved for Yu Sheng with great willpower:
A large bowl of rice, with three chicken legs stuck in the middle like incense sticks. Hu Li, probably afraid he wouldn't be able to resist, even placed a picture of his benefactor in front of the bowl to keep him in check...

Yu Sheng was shocked by what he saw. He had indeed asked Hu Li to save him a meal, but he hadn't expected her to do it this way. As he sat down at the table, he was suddenly reminded of the days when only he and Eileen (in the oil painting style) lived in this house. Back then, he could feel the atmosphere of burning incense with every meal, except that Eileen was the one being worshipped next to his rice bowl. Now, the tables had turned, and he suspected it was retribution...

"Don't leave me so much—and next time you eat, don't put my picture next to you," Yu Sheng sighed with a wry smile, muttering as he got up and poured half of his food into Hu Li's bowl. "If you haven't had enough chicken legs, I'll go to the Special Operations Bureau tomorrow and bring you some back. They have special chicken legs there every day recently."

The fox's tail immediately wagged wildly, "Great! Great!"

Just then, Eileen strolled past the restaurant, and the little doll cried out "Ouch!" as it was slapped against the wall by the fox's tail...

Eileen's insults were really nasty.

The Yu family mansion is still bustling with activity today.

……

The night was dark.

Eileen, who had been lively—or rather, noisy—all day long, was still not quiet.

In the master bedroom on the second floor of No. 66 Wutong Road, Yu Sheng leaned against the headboard, looking up from the book in his hands and looking helplessly at the little dolls circling around the foot of the bed and the other three Eileens running around on the floor next to him.

"It's so late at night, how come you're so energetic?"

"I slept too much during the day! I should have known better than to take a nap..." The little doll, who had been circling at the foot of the bed unable to sleep, hopped over to Yu Sheng in a few moments, plopped down on his pillow, and started crawling around like a big worm again, "Can't sleep, can't sleep, can't sleep..."

"Stop, stop, stop. If you can't sleep, don't nag in my ear. You're disturbing my reading," Yu Sheng said, pulling the doll off the pillow. "There are a few new doll storage boxes in the corner. Go into one and sleep there—you can leave one on the bed if you want, but only one, and don't make any more noise."

Eileen suddenly raised her head and looked towards the corner of the wall.

Four black wooden boxes, each less than a meter long and with an exquisite appearance, were neatly placed in the corner of the room.

"You really made me sleep in the box!" The little doll turned and jumped onto Yu Sheng's stomach, glaring with its scarlet eyes and shouting loudly, "And when did you buy the box—I came up here during the day and it wasn't here yet!"

“I ordered them a long time ago. I went to Jiecheng specifically to pick them up after dinner tonight. What’s wrong?” Yu Sheng glanced at the doll with its puffed-up belly. “Let me tell you, these four boxes are more expensive than my bed. And don’t complain—the things they put on the dolls are all ridiculously expensive…”

Eileen continued to stare intently at Yu Sheng. After a while, noticing that his expression hadn't changed, she turned to look at the corner of the wall with some skepticism: "...Is it really that expensive?"

“Of course it’s solid wood, with memory foam lining the bottom and silk fabric inside—but I removed the locks on the outside of the box for you, in case you accidentally lock yourself inside.” Eileen looked at Yu Sheng suspiciously again before controlling the other three bodies to run to the doll storage boxes, opening them and examining them carefully.

The three puppets busied themselves for a long time, studying the structure and material of the wooden box, lying inside to test it out, and then began to drag the box around.

“I want to pick a good spot myself,” Eileen declared confidently. “Can I move all four boxes to your bed?”

"No."

"Then move it to the bedside table?"

"That won't work either—firstly, there's not enough space, and secondly, I need to put your oil painting on the bedside table at night."

Eileen was troubled. The three dolls dragged several wooden boxes around the floor in circles, and finally moved the boxes from one corner to another, arranging them neatly in a row.

Even though she had only moved to a different corner, the little doll seemed to become smug, as if she had regained control of the room. After tidying up the boxes, she jumped in front of Yu Sheng, arms crossed, looking quite proud: "Let me make this clear! I only slept in this box because you spent so much money buying it for me—and your bed is too small anyway, it's cramped for me. Besides, I'm the Alice doll, and even our doll ancestor slept in a box, so in conclusion..."

Yu Sheng didn't take it seriously, just watched her with a smile and gave her a perfunctory reply.

The next second, Eileen jumped off his bed, and all four dolls crawled into the box, propping up the lid and saying in unison, "I'm going to sleep, turn off the lights."

Yu Sheng rolled his eyes: "That thing has a lid, you put the lid on yourself!"

Eileen and the others thought about it and agreed. They said "oh" four times and lay down in the box, closing the lid. But just a few seconds after Yu Sheng's ears quieted down, one of the boxes was pushed open from the inside with a "bang," and an Eileen crawled out of the box holding a dusty stone ball.

The little doll skipped over to the bedside table and carefully placed the ominous star in front of the oil painting—next to Yu Sheng's phone, which was charging.

"I'm going to sleep, you can have this ball—"

As she said this, she turned to look at the ominous star, trying to appear stern: "Don't fly around recklessly, don't disturb my sleep... and don't disturb Yu Sheng's sleep! You must listen to Yu Sheng as you would to me!"

Yu Sheng stared blankly at Eileen's series of arrangements, and after a few seconds he couldn't help but ask, "It can understand what you're saying?"

“I don’t know,” Eileen said matter-of-factly. “But what does it matter to me whether it listens or not? I’ll give the order first—if it doesn’t listen, I’ll just hit it.”

Yu Sheng opened his mouth, about to say something, when Eileen had already dashed into the box, said "Goodnight, Yu Sheng" and slammed the lid shut.

The entourage seemed as if they were afraid someone would take away her sleeping place.

Just over ten minutes ago, she was still trying to express her dissatisfaction with having to sleep in the doll storage box.

Yu Sheng sighed, both amused and exasperated, shook his head, shifted into a more comfortable position against the pillow, stretched his limbs, and couldn't help but sigh, "Ah, the long-awaited big bed... I can finally sleep in a whole bed by myself again."

He then turned his head and glanced at the ominous Yusei that Eileen had placed on the bedside table.

The grayish-white stone ball sat quietly in front of the oil painting. To prevent it from rolling around, Eileen had placed a hair tie underneath it.

“Although I don’t know how you suddenly became like this, it’s good that you’re behaving so well now,” Yu Sheng said suddenly after silently looking at the stone sphere for a while. “I don’t care what you mean by ‘Goddess of Omens,’ but Eileen is doing quite well now—if you’re listening, I hope you understand what I mean.”

The stone ball remained motionless, as if it had truly become a lifeless object devoid of any consciousness.

But Yu Sheng hadn't expected this thing to respond in the first place.

He simply exhaled softly, casually placed the book he had been reading on the bedside table, then glanced at the ominous star, then at the light switch not far away. After pondering for a few seconds, he pointed and said, "Go turn off the light."

The stone ball remained motionless.

"Go turn off the lights."

Yu Sheng gave the instructions again.

"Go and close..."

The box in the corner was opened with a "snap," and three Erins crawled out, muttering as they walked toward the light switch: "So lazy, so lazy, so lazy! You never turn off the light yourself—that ball isn't even trained yet, how would it know what 'turning off the light' means?"

The three little dolls came to the wall, stacked together, and expertly turned off the lights in the room. In the sudden dim light, three pairs of scarlet eyes turned and stared straight at Yu Sheng.

"I'm really going to sleep this time, goodnight~"

(End of this chapter)