A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 95 The Love History of a Fellow Villager
When Quinn returned to the office, he heard the sound of a piano before he even entered the door.

Although he is not a top-notch pianist, he still has some appreciation ability.

This piano music is so damn beautiful, it sounds like a steel pipe falling from a high altitude and hitting the keyboard lid. Even dogs would die after hearing it.

Quinn opened the door, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

He saw a piano suddenly crammed into the Divination Department office that he had cleaned up, and the originally spacious space suddenly became crowded.

Amemiya Ningning was sitting on the piano stool, casually tapping the keys as if she was patting an old man's back, and no one knew what she was immersed in, shaking her head.

Wangcai was the unlucky listener who was forced by her to enjoy the Yin music. He was huddled aside and shivering with his furry little paws and wings covering his ears.

".What are you doing moving the piano from the auditorium here?"

Quinn asked confused.

When the performance ended, Wangcai looked at him as if he was saved.

Amamiya Ningning spread her hands and said, "The school worker moved it here and said the school office gave it to you."

Quinn was even more confused.

Is this the gift Jacob was talking about?
How can this thing help with work?
"Master Quinn, please give us your evaluation of how a beginner like me plays the piano?" asked Ningning Amamiya with a hum.

Quinn immediately applauded.

"It's amazing. I thought there was no more Beethoven in the world. You saved me. Thank you, strange angel."

As the weather warmed up, Amamiya Nene's outfits became cooler. Today, the little witch wore a grayish-apricot off-shoulder silk skirt, revealing a small portion of her fair shoulders from beneath her long, pencil-black hair.

This kind of clothes has a nickname on Earth called Pure Desire Little Mom Skirt. When worn on Amamiya Ningning, it looks like a window display that makes people want to order it.

Her figure is not as plump as Xia Dai'er, nor as thin as Celia. She has a beautiful body shape that looks thin but actually has flesh. If she builds some more muscles, she will have the figure of a top model.

But it was already good like this now. The flat and smooth curve of the belly made Quinn look away with great effort.

I like the older sister type, the little witch type.

Quinn quickly recited the "Marriage Law" and cast a spell to clear his mind and restore his clarity.

The little witch's outfit never repeats itself, and every day brings a new feeling. The effect of the "Marriage Law" in combating evil thoughts is getting worse and worse. It's a difficult situation.

"What do you want this piano for?" asked Amamiya Ningning curiously.

"How do I know what I'm talking about?"

Quinn discovered that his desk was gone.

The academy had originally allocated him a separate office, right next to Amamiya Ningning. However, in order to store Amamiya Ningning's large pile of miscellaneous items, Quinn's small office became a warehouse, and the two of them squeezed in to work together.

This was suggested by Amamiya Ningning, and Quinn had no objection. Anyway, his job, apart from feeding Wangcai and cleaning, was to help Amamiya Ningning with paperwork and so on, so it would be more convenient to be closer.

"There's a piano bench here. You don't need a desk anyway, so why not just sit here?"

"Hey, it's tiring to sit on the piano bench for so long."

Quinn was pushed by Amemiya Ningning to sit on the piano bench. The button-patterned leather cushion still retained the charming body temperature. The faint orange scent surrounded Quinn, and he suddenly became a little stiff.

The little witch observed his reaction with a smile, feeling the pleasure of teasing the little virgin.

Quinn sighed softly: "...Are you like this to all men?"

"Only for you."

"Then I'm truly honored."

"You can play with my feet if you want~"

"really?"

"Bring me something in exchange." The little witch blinked: "You know what I want."

Quinn felt the hot breath she exhaled beside his earlobe, and even though he knew the purpose of Amamiya Ningning teasing him, he couldn't help but feel distracted.

What a scary woman.

"It's only been a short time." Quinn said helplessly, "How could I find clues about your father so quickly?"

"But you don't seem to have any intention of finding anyone."

The fragrance faded away, and Amamiya Ningning's voice became colder. The woman's expression changed instantly:
"Do I have to wait until you defeat the Demon King? Five years? Ten years? You came to the academy like you were just going to work. Every day you're either attending classes or hanging out with that girl named Celia."

Quinn was amused.

"Is there a possibility that I really came here to work?"

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Amamiya Ningning couldn't help but feel angry. "What were you doing sneaking around Merlin's tomb that night? You had no purpose, a Muggle, coming to work for Grindelwald?"

"Sister, it's forty pounds a month." Quinn said sincerely, "Where can I find a job that pays forty pounds a month? As for Merlin's Tomb, it was just a side trip, just to take a look at the grave of a fellow villager. I wonder if your father has mentioned that his hometown has a habit of visiting this place."

Since that night, Quinn has been busy attending classes and researching the suspected hero, and has no time to care about his missing fellow villager.

Firstly, he really didn't have time, and secondly, he thought that even if he went to look for her, there would be no results.

That guy can predict the future, so his disappearance is definitely not without reason, and it may even involve something serious.

I am too weak now. Even if I feel that my fate is being controlled by someone, I can't change anything.

Holding back growth is the way to go.

It would be best if I could find the brave man, kill him, and then have the devil fulfill his promise and let me go back.

If you can't find it, or something unexpected happens, then strength becomes even more important. Supernatural power, understanding of the world, knowledge... these are all necessary to provide assistance. "Woo."

Suddenly, a sobbing sound came from behind. Quinn turned around speechlessly and saw Amamiya Ningning covering her face and crying.

"You, if you don't help me find it, there's nothing I can do. Ugh. You're bullying me..."

Her fake crying seemed real, her little shoulders were shaking, and her tone was like that of a wronged young wife.

"This is just a dead end every day." Quinn knew that the little witch seduced him to get him to work. If this continued, the pure office friendship would be spoiled. He had to make some progress to make her quiet down.

"Actually, I got some information about your father these past two days."

"Ok?"

Amamiya Ningning stopped crying instantly. The fragrance quickly approached, and her little hands pressed on Quinn's shoulders and gently kneaded them.

"My brave master, what information have you obtained?" The voice was delicate.

"Is your father related to the Holy See of Light?"

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The massaging hand stopped, and after a while Gong Ningning said, "Yes, but he doesn't believe in religion."

"Would you mind telling me about your father's love history?"

Quinn organized his words: "Besides your mother, Lord Cavendish, does he have any ex-wives, ex-girlfriends, or anything like that?"

After careful identification, Quinn realized that the little girl in the photo was not Pepe, but Pepe's mother.

There is a slight difference in appearance between the two, and if Quinn didn't have a good memory, he would never be able to tell them apart.

Pepe's face is more oval, very similar to Amamiya Nene. But the little girl in the photo has a cute oval face, which should be what the boss calls "Chanchan".

"——He is a playboy."

Mentioning her father's feelings, Amamiya Ningning pouted: "Although he only married two, he seemed to have a lover outside. He often ran away for half a month and didn't come home. Aunt Hill must be the same. Although he pretended very well, I saw through it when I was a child. My mother should have seen through it too, but she was too lazy to expose him."

"Wait, what do you mean by 'even though I only married two'?"

Quinn asked in astonishment, "Isn't he just an ordinary fortune-telling shop owner? Is it legal for him to marry two people?"

Amamiya Ningning looked up and thought about it.

"Every country's laws are different. It's not allowed in Eswell. In Britain, only nobles can marry multiple times. In the Kingdom of Roan, if you pay a tax of 100 gold pounds per year for five years, it's also allowed. The East Kingdom has no restrictions, and the Philippine Empire is monogamous."

The massage was a little heavier, and the little witch advised earnestly: "My dear hero, you can't be like my father. Just marry two. A man should have male virtues."

Quinn laughed in anger. Over a thousand years, six fellow villagers, born under the red flag and raised in the spring breeze, were unwilling to correct the evil tendencies of the other world, right?

"Then don't worry. Even if I starve to death or die outside, I will remain loyal to you."

"Pfft." Amamiya Ningning covered her mouth and chuckled: "My dad said the same thing back then, but he still married my mom."

Quinn was stunned. From this, it seemed that Lord Cavendish was also a mistress?
"That 'young mother' who sent you a letter from the Vatican is also your father's wife?"

"Correct."

Amamiya Ningning paused, "When my stepmother married my father, she was a bad girl."

"How bad?" Quinn asked curiously.

Only the daughters of Vatican clergy are qualified to become nuns. Pepe's mother should have a high status in the Vatican, so why is she a bad girl?

"She is only 1.45 meters tall and is stunted."

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Quinn thought to herself that she was really a legal loli.

"By the way, doesn't your sister have a business trip to Ashville?" Quinn asked casually, "Is she here yet?"

"I don't know." Amamiya Ningning sighed. "After my dad disappeared, my mom and my stepmother broke up. After I grew up, my sister and I rarely saw each other. I don't know why, she always avoided me. Maybe she has arrived, but she won't take the initiative to come to me."

"Is your sister looking for your dad too?"

Amamiya Ningning slowly shook her head. "Dad disappeared when my sister was seven. She's much more obedient than I am and wouldn't suspect that Dad's death was fake. Plus, with the influence of that strange power of forgetfulness, she should have no memory of him long ago."

Quinn was silent for a long time.

"What do you think could happen that would make your father abandon his young daughter and happy family?"

"—Nothing is possible. Absolutely."

Amamiya Ningning said firmly: "So he disappeared suddenly, not on his own initiative."

"My dad said he loved us more than anything."

“…Then let me ask it another way.”

Quinn pressed the piano keys and played the melody of the theme song from "Where Are We Going, Dad?" He felt like he had finally grasped something and asked in a deep voice:

"Then what do you think is a threat to you and your family's lives that he can't solve?"

Amamiya Ningning was stunned.

After a long moment, she shook her head and said, "No. My dad is a loser, but my mom and my stepmother are both very capable. There's nothing they can't handle."

"Unless... the world is about to be destroyed?"

(End of this chapter)