Starry Sky Railway: Start with some fireworks and have some fun

"Hey, big guy, don't hesitate! Buy Clara whatever she likes! Dresses, snacks, or if all else fails, buy her a pair of shoes so she can run barefoot in the snow without getting cold. Okay, we'll be at work at the same time tomorrow, see you then!"

With that, Hanabi smiled and pulled the exhausted Qinglan toward the Goethe Hotel.

Qinglan was extremely impressed with his own unwavering willpower and strong determination. He actually danced with Schwarz for a full five hours, until the Belleburg Museum closed, and only then did he end this nightmare.

This is absolutely mind-blowing! He never dreamed that he would one day dance with a heavily made-up, muscular robot. Right now, he doesn't want to think about anything else; he just wants to go back to bed and rest his mind.

Tomorrow it's his turn to be the lighting technician, no matter what. Let old Sambo go up there and dance with Schwarzkopf. Anyway, he'll be staying here for two days.

After they leave in a couple of days, Schwarzroth's behavior in the museum should return to normal.

Back in her room, Qinglan collapsed onto the bed, then burst into laughter as she looked at Hanabi. "Qinglan, how was your day?"

"No, not at all! All I want to do right now is rest and relax my brain, which has been severely damaged by mental pollution."

Qinglan and Schwarz had done all sorts of things: hugging, embracing, kissing hands... In short, Qinglan didn't want to get up for the time being.

However, this was the first time Hanabi had seen Qinglan like this. Her eyes darted around, and she quietly ran to Qinglan's bedside, whispering in his ear that she was agreeing with him.

"Well... honey, keep it up tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, Qinglan immediately sat up.

"No way! Young lady, you don't really want me to die here? I've already suffered so much today!"

Seeing Qinglan's embarrassed expression, Hanabi giggled.

"Relax, relax, how about... I dance with you? Consider it compensation."

Qinglan originally wanted to lie in bed, but when he heard that Huahuo wanted to dance with him, he was immediately filled with motivation.

"Miss Hanabi, are you sure?"

"Hmm, who am I? I always keep my word, hehe, are you touched? You should be secretly happy that such a beautiful and cute girl like Hanabi-sama is willing to dance with you to make up for it!"

After saying that, Hanabi immediately ran downstairs and borrowed a phonograph from the front desk.

As the record slowly turned, Hanabi gently reached out her little hand to Aoran, "Let's dance together! Consider it preparation for going to the Star of the Grand Gathering."

Without the slightest hesitation, Qinglan took Hanabi's hand, and the two of them swayed to the music. Qinglan immediately felt a sense of relaxation she had never experienced before.

Sure enough! This is what dancing is all about! What on earth did he go through during the day? It was worse than death for him; he didn't even want to remember it.

Thinking about everything she had experienced during the day, and then thinking that this bizarre incident was all orchestrated by Hanabi, Qinglan subconsciously wrapped her arms around Hanabi's waist.

"Ah! Qinglan, you're doing it wrong..."

"That's right! Little Firework, I'll treat you the way Swallow treated me today!"

After saying that, Qinglan used his height advantage to perform various difficult dances on Hanabi's body, and for a while even Hanabi's body could not keep up.

"Wait a minute, I'm a little tired, can I rest for a bit?"

Qinglan's dance involved either spinning her around or making her stand on her tiptoes. She danced for two hours straight, and Hanabi's calves started to ache.

"Oh! Is that not enough? I danced with Schwarzkopf for a full five hours!"

Hanabi knew that Aoran was taking revenge on her, so she simply stopped dancing and hugged Aoran's body from behind.

"Qinglan~~, I really can't dance anymore. At worst, I'll have Sangbo accompany the big guy tomorrow. You don't need to perform; you can just be the lighting technician. Is that alright?"

It has to be said that this is the most common way Hanabi begs for mercy, but it is very effective on Aoran. Aoran simply rubbed Hanabi's little head gently.

"As long as I don't have to dance with Schwarzkopf tomorrow, I can finally lie in bed and get some rest."

Having danced for seven hours today, Qinglan had long wanted to lie down and rest. After Huahuo gave in, he collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Hanabi looked at the sleeping Qinglan and couldn't help but sigh, "You're really good at holding on! If I don't give in, you'll just keep jumping with me... It seems... if the moves aren't too difficult, it might not be so bad."

After saying that, Hanabi also went to her bed, ready to sleep soundly until dawn, just like Aoran.

About an hour after Hanabi fell asleep, a gust of cold air woke her up from her bed.

"Good heavens, what's wrong with this hotel? Why is the heating so bad?"

As she spoke, Hanabi went downstairs to ask the receptionist about the matter, but the receptionist looked apologetic and said...

"Miss, I'm so sorry, our hotel's heating system is temporarily out of order and will take all night to fix. I'm really sorry to disturb your rest. We're going to waive your meals for tonight and tomorrow, would that be alright?"

There was nothing else Huahuo could do; after all, complaining wouldn't restore the heating system.

Immediately afterwards, Hanabi returned to her room and curled up to ward off the night's chill. However, just as Hanabi was too cold to sleep, she discovered that Qinglan was sleeping soundly like a pig on the other bed.

It seems the damage to the heating system had no effect on him at all.

Hanabi glanced at Aoran, seemingly having made up her mind, then slowly got off the bed, quietly lifted Aoran's blanket, and slipped inside.

"It's so warm!"

This was Hanabi's first feeling after crawling into Aoran's bed; Hanabi felt like she had come back to life after coming in.

Seeing that Qinglan was still fast asleep and had not yet woken up, Huahu couldn't help but hug him tightly.

"You're such a heavy sleeper. Don't blame me when you wake up tomorrow! After all, I'm the one who's at a disadvantage sleeping with you. Honestly, it's really annoying that you got such a good deal! But, my body feels so warm... I can finally... get a good night's sleep..."

Hanabi's eyelids began to grow heavy, and she finally drifted off to sleep...

Meanwhile, near the Goethe Hotel, Sambo played with the energy source of the heating system in his hand, a faint smile on his face.

"Oh dear, this thing is quite rare in the lower city, it'll definitely fetch a good price... But it's tough on the residents tonight... It's alright, they can probably fix it in one night anyway! Sorry, Miss Hanabi, Qinglan, Old Sangbo is in a rush to get money lately! After all... booking a spot at the Daydream Hotel is super expensive!"

Chapter 77 Here's my hair tie, tighten it.

If there's one thing in this world that Qinglan finds most incredible, then this scene before her eyes would definitely be on the list.

When he woke up, he felt like there was a kitten lying on him. He turned his head and saw that Hanabi was lying quietly next to him, sleeping soundly.

Although they had an accident before when they were on the planet Philippines, that time it was caused by uncontrollable forces and various accidents.

Qinglan recalled the details of last night. It seemed that they did not play any pranks or do anything bad to each other. They just went back to their respective beds to sleep after the dance.

Qinglan was a little unsure, so she specifically looked at the bed. Okay, this is his bed, so she could rule out the possibility that she had attacked Hanabi yesterday out of her animalistic instincts.

Hanabi's little head was resting on his left shoulder, so Qinglan could only move his right arm. However, as soon as Qinglan stretched his arm out of the blanket, a chill rushed towards him.

Qinglan seemed to realize something, opened her mouth and exhaled, only to see puffs of white mist.

In that instant, he understood why this girl had come to his bed: because her seat was by the window, and if the heating malfunctioned, her seat would be the coldest.

So this girl is using him as a natural heater. Qinglan smiled helplessly. Seeing her clinging tightly to the left side of her body, Qinglan reached out her right hand and pinched her cheek.

"You really aren't worried about yourself at all! Or did I make such a good impression on you?"

Qinglan did not wake her up, but simply watched her sleeping face quietly.

About twenty minutes later, he slowly stretched out his right hand and gently pulled back a corner of the blanket covering Hanabi.

Almost instantly, a cold wind invaded the bed, and the heat inside the small bed dropped at an alarming rate.

In an instant, Hanabi, who had just been having a sweet dream, twisted her face into a pretzel, like a kitten seeking shelter from the wind and snow, and subconsciously leaned closer to Qinglan.

Qinglan gently lowered the blanket, and Huahuo's face gradually relaxed as she continued to sleep.

It's fun!

As if she had unlocked a new world, Qinglan would lift the blanket every ten minutes, then look at Huahuo's shivering expression from the cold wind, and cover her back up just as she was about to wake up.

Repeatedly, Qinglan did it three or four times in one go. Finally, Hanabi's body could no longer stand the fluctuating temperature of the bed, and as Qinglan lifted the covers again, she slowly opened her eyes.

Hanabi blinked and looked at Aoran, while Aoran blinked and looked at Hanabi. Their eyes met, and for a moment, there was complete silence.

The two were now acting very intimately. Hanabi rested her head on Aoran's shoulder, her whole body pressed tightly against Aoran's due to the cold.

Qinglan's left arm was around Hanabi's shoulder, while her other hand held the blanket that had just been partially lifted.

"Good morning, Ms. Hanabi! Aren't you going to explain why you're in my bed?"

To prevent Hanabi from turning the tables, Aoran decided to strike first. Hanabi seemed to recall what had happened last night, though her face was flushed.

However, her body was very honest. Even though Qinglan discovered her, she still clung tightly to Qinglan's body, determined not to get out of bed.

She knew she was in the wrong, but she still spoke with a stubbornness despite her lack of conviction.

"The heating system broke down yesterday, so I just crawled in to warm up. Besides, you didn't lose anything, did you? And with such a cute girl like Hanabi lying next to you, I'm the one who's at a disadvantage, okay? You don't know how lucky you are!"

"So, that's why you ambushed me last night? You could have worn warm clothes!"

"But I can't sleep without pajamas! Bellberg's pajamas don't have any temperature-regulating function to keep you warm. Do you want to see poor Hanabi unable to sleep all night? That would be too pitiful!"

"Alright, alright, you're right, so can you get up now?"

Hanabi peeked out her little head, then stuck her tiny feet out from under the covers. The next instant, a chill swept over her little feet.

Hanabi felt a chill on the soles of her feet and immediately pulled her little feet back, shaking her head hurriedly.

"No, I'm not going out! It's freezing!"

Qinglan: ...

"Then I'll go out..."

Just as Qinglan was about to stand up, Huahu pressed her thigh down on him. "No, you can't leave!"

"What?"

"Now that you're gone, I'm all alone in bed. I'm not warm enough, so you'd better stay in bed!"