Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

"Oh, so this is where it is. Thank you."

It really is her stuff...

"Excuse me, what is this? It seems to have rolled from your room to my feet."

"Oh, it was just a decorative item. It probably fell off on its own over time. I'm sorry for the trouble."

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing, teacher, you're busy..."

Continuing on his way back to the dormitory, Domi scratched the back of his head.

Just as he was about to back away, the ball rolled out of the room, almost tripping him. Moreover, before leaving the library, Ms. Yin had reminded him to be careful not to fall... He would never believe that there was no connection between these points.

He really wanted to go back and ask Ms. Yin why she had said those things, but time didn't seem to be plentiful. He had to hurry back; the time that the person who was deliberately asking for Jefel's help could only delay was limited.

Back in the dormitory, several of her closest friends had already decorated Jef's room in a festive style, and all that was missing was Domi to add the finishing touch.

"Oh, Afu, you're finally here! We've been waiting for you!"

"Stop complaining, we need it here, here, and there..."

Domi began to gather ice-attribute magic in his hands: "Don't worry, leave it all to me, I'll get it done quickly!"

He stood at one of the four corners, concentrated his ice-attribute magic at those four points, and added spells. When he cast the spell, he could create the desired effect.

Jefel's hair color is a beautiful sky blue, so everyone prepared a sky blue theme. However, the blue cake was too unappetizing, and under the strong condemnation of Chef Domi, it was changed to a normal cake.

Everything is ready.

One of the students standing on the balcony seemed to have received a signal and shouted to everyone inside, "Jeff is back! Everyone, hide!"

In the blink of an eye, the crowd that had just packed the dorm room vanished, leaving only Jefel's roommates to open the door. They knew that Jefel often forgot her dorm key and was frequently locked out when her roommates weren't around...

Before long, light and rhythmic footsteps echoed down the corridor.

"I'm coming!"

"Shh! Don't make a sound..."

Jef stopped at the door of 1-304, fumbling around on her person but unable to find her key. She sighed in despair, then knocked on the door desperately, hoping her roommate would be home.

Soon, a tapping sound came from behind the door, and Jefur immediately perked up.

Great, my roommate is here!

The door creaked open, and Jefle wanted to thank her dedicated roommate properly, but the roommate just glanced at her and then walked into the room without looking back.

Because the bathroom is located to the left of the entrance, there is a short corridor from the door to the bedroom.

The room was pitch black, and even the curtains were drawn.

Why is the monastery so gloomy? Is her roommate possessed by some evil spirit?

"Um...are you okay?"

"Jeifer, come in, I have something to tell you..."

Gulu.

She swallowed hard. Despite her pristine purity and the divine blessings bestowed upon her, Jefur had a rather peculiar personality trait—a fear of ghosts.

It includes a series of terrifying creatures such as demons, ghosts, spirits, and zombies.

But Domi taught her that when someone around her is in trouble, she should lend a helping hand within her ability. She still has some ability now and can't let her good roommate go!

So Jefl mustered her courage and went into the bedroom.

In an instant, the curtains were flung open, and the bright sunlight illuminated the bedroom, bringing a refreshing feeling as if the clouds had parted. A large group of people emerged from every nook and cranny, calling out to her with smiles and sincerity:

"Happy birthday!"

At the same time, the ice magic in the four corners of the room exploded with a bang, and a large number of crystal-clear ice crystals fell down, which was incredibly beautiful.

At that moment, Jefle saw her roommate, who was perfectly fine, several close friends, and her boss, all of whom offered her the most heartwarming blessings of the day.

"you……"

Even though Jefel's identity was fabricated and her birthday was set directly based on the day she was born, this was truly the first time in Jefel's life that she celebrated her own birthday.

She couldn't describe the feeling of being moved; she just felt her heart pounding, her whole body going numb down to her scalp, and she wanted this moment to last forever...

"Come on, birthday celebrant, cut the cake! I didn't even eat lunch today, just so I could get a few more bites!"

"Haha, you're just here to freeload, aren't you!"

Amidst the playful banter, the friends brought out a large cake and placed it on the small, makeshift ice table that Domi had set up.

After Jefel blew out the seventeen candles and made a wish, she became her seventeen-year-old self.

"Jeifer, what did you wish for?"

The girl who asked the question was immediately tapped on the head by the girl next door: "How could you ask that? It won't work if you say it out loud!"

But Jefel didn't care whether it was effective or not. She smiled and frankly said, "I wish that I could have a birthday like this again next year at this time!"

Everyone paused for a moment, then broke into genuine smiles:

"That will definitely work."

Chapter 155, Section 154: Her ability to fill in the blanks has always been quite good.

During the same month, apart from the Radiant Convent, there was not much commotion outside.

According to instructions from the Feather Clan headquarters, the soul of the murderer who killed Kyle is still within the Theocracy, so General Gray, who was sent on a business trip, has not left.

Faced with the constant pressure from above, he had no choice but to break down the information about the omen of death that Yusha Rose had 'sold' to him into small pieces and send it to his superiors little by little, like squeezing toothpaste.

This is to make them feel that they are doing work and not just eating food and slacking off.

He was actually searching for traces of the omen of death, but the guy seemed to have vanished into thin air. Without precise location information, he had no idea where to begin.

This gave me a lot more time to openly slack off.

This precious time should naturally be shared with like-minded friends I've just made in the local area.

Under the witness of Forty-Seven, he and Yusha Rose studied intensively for a long time...

Yusha Rose seemed to be happy about it.

If the theory that "someone is trying to frame her" holds true, then the mastermind behind this hasn't revealed anything yet, so why doesn't she continue to enjoy Gray's special services?

If life could continue like this, it wouldn't be so bad. However, reality is often different from what we wish for. The once calm sea will eventually be stirred up into a stormy sea by the falling of a pebble.

A new month.

On the first day, as usual, Yusha Rose went to the bar and found Afro, asking about the 'interesting' things happening at the moment.

This time was different from before. Yusha Rose's seemingly silky eyes made Afu feel very pressured, as if she were in a cage with wild beasts eyeing her from all sides.

That oppressive feeling can make it hard to breathe.

However, after a month of role-playing, Afu had completely integrated into the identity of a bartender. She calmly relayed some information she had heard from customers to Yusha Rose.

After rattling off all the information like spilling beans, Afu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself, "I'm really amazing that I've developed such a strong heart..."

Seeing that Aphrodite's behavior was normal and natural, Yusha Rose didn't press the matter further. She left another check and then departed.

But just as Yusha Rose had taken a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned her head slightly, and said:

"You can spend the money in the check~ It's no fun to keep it hidden."

At first, Afu didn't pay much attention to those words, but the more she thought about them, the more she felt something was wrong.

Why did Yusha Rose say that on purpose?

Repeatedly assure them that the money in the checks is not illicit.

Or is she wondering how a lowly bartender could suddenly have such a large sum of money and not have spent it all in a month? Has she been through drug rehabilitation or something?

Has Yusha Rose begun to doubt her own identity?!

The thought of this made Afu break out in a cold sweat.

Monica, who was passing by, noticed Af's unusual behavior and quickly went over to ask her what was wrong.

You don't look well. Are you sick?

Another one came to test her.

Afu managed a weak smile, pressing her hand to her lower abdomen, and said in a slightly weak voice, "That just left, my body hasn't recovered yet, I'll be fine in a bit."

She directly unleashed a move that is universally applicable to human women across all realms.

This meant Monica couldn't probe from any other angle. After a few words of concern, she gave up, since she was a woman too and could empathize.

There's still quite a while until I get off the night shift. After I get off work, I can talk to Forty-Seven and Tuor about what just happened and the two large checks that Yusha Rose gave her.

However, not long after, another 'protagonist' arrived at the bar—General Gray, who had been sent by the Feather Clan on a business trip, along with many high-ranking officers from the accompanying army. It was clear that they had come for a meal.

Monica, acting as a waitress, quickly found a private room for the large group of people. The kitchen began preparing some snacks to go with the drinks, and Afu started mixing cocktails.

The bar only had alcohol, so the service was really poor.

Soon, the food and drinks were served, and the group started making a ruckus. The once quiet, upscale bar was instantly transformed into a roadside tavern.

This inevitably caused the customers who were enjoying the environment to frown.

Gray was, after all, a general, and he still needed to maintain his reputation and dignity.

So he stood up, walked to the middle of the bar, and shouted to everyone that he would pay for everyone's expenses today! He would cover the entire bill as compensation for the party he and his subordinates had thrown.

Those who wanted to leave left, and those who stayed had fun together, so the atmosphere on site changed completely, turning it into something like a disco.

After a while, many of Gray's group were quite drunk, to the point of rambling incoherently and talking nonsense.

Afu sighed inwardly; it seemed she would have to stay out of get off work late today, a rare occurrence.

It's precisely at this moment that I have to put on a great performance and pretend to be weak; it's really difficult for me.

Just then, she suddenly heard Gray's voice.

As one of the main characters in Project Domi, Afro was particularly fond of Gray, so she used the excuse of cleaning up the leftovers to get closer to him.

"People speak the truth when they're drunk."