The fairy maid cheers for her deceased master today.

For the next week, X and Angel followed the detective agency around every day.

And it seems like there aren't many truly major cases... mostly it's about finding cats, dogs, or lost parrots.

He even helped Catherine find the velvet gloves she had left in the firm.

Everyone knows how it is when you lose something. When you're deliberately looking for it, you just can't find it no matter how hard you look, it's like you're cursed. But as long as you don't look for it, it will pop up on its own.

So compared to the diligent others and fairies, X was just pretending and casually searching.

"Sir, where do you think this glove is?" Catherine rummaged through drawers and cabinets, trying to deduce the glove's location.

X leaned against the window, watching the ceaseless rain slant against the glass, and casually remarked:

"Mary probably already kept it. Maybe we should ask her when she gets back. But if you put it in a junk box, Mary might throw it away..."

"Oh! That won't do!" Catherine exclaimed, looking up abruptly. "Those are Hermès velvet gloves!"

Hearing about this brand, which was quite famous before he transmigrated, Ax pondered for a moment.

It seems that Hermès has been around since 1837, which is quite a classic brand.

In short, X shrugged: "Be patient, Mary will understand when she gets back."

"I hope I don't lose it! But it's my lucky glove!" Catherine clasped her hands together. "Wearing it increases my crime-solving rate by thirty percent!"

Actually, I think that for cases like finding lost cats and dogs, the only way to improve the case-solving rate is to find a few more cats and dogs.

While inwardly complaining, X noticed Elena walking in with a tea tray.

Mary was a maid in Catherine's household, so she only came when cleaning and cooking; otherwise, she wasn't always available. Therefore, tasks like serving tea and water were mostly done by Angel and Elena.

Angel goes without saying; she's very skilled at it.

However, Elena seems quite used to doing this.

"Sister Catherine, here's your fortune cookie."

After setting down the tea and snacks, Irene handed them over.

Catherine took the cookie, took a bite, swallowed it, and then said, "Hmm... we still haven't found any clues about the gloves."

Elena comforted her, "Eating fortune cookies increases your chances of finding the gloves."

It's like a nesting doll, right? The gloves are used to increase the probability of finding the gloves, and the cookies are used to increase the probability of finding the gloves.

Ex looked at the two of them. One firmly believed in lucky gloves, and the other firmly believed in fortune cookies... no wonder they were from the same detective agency.

What was that word again—birds of a feather flock together? Something doesn't seem right.

But in short, fairies seem to be just as superstitious as humans.

But then X thought again... This is a world with magic... Wait, fortune cookies and fortune gloves, could they be real?

If it's true, we'll try to find a way to take it out of the "Rain World." Judging from Elena's experience, it's possible to take small items out.

In short, a week passed just like that.

When she returned to her room, Angel came closer again.

"Master, Master~" Angel tugged at his sleeve at this moment, "Master, have you found Elena's wish?"

X stroked her silver hair: "That's what's bothering me, I don't have it yet."

At first, Axe thought that Elena's wish was to become as popular as Catherine.

But after observing for a week, Axe realized that this was not the core issue.

Because the Irene in my inner world... is already very popular.

When Elena buys bread, the bakery owner on the corner always gives her an extra croissant.

The newsboy took a special detour to deliver Elena's newspaper, personally bringing it to the detective agency's door.

When she encountered the patrol officers, even they greeted Irene with a smile.

It can only be said that her popularity is comparable to that of Miss Catherine.

A wish that is so easily fulfilled in one's inner world... is definitely not her true desire.

So what exactly is her wish?

Ax was also worried. Two months isn't a long time, but it's not short either. A week has already passed, yet there's been no progress whatsoever. It's impossible not to be anxious.

This can't go on; we have to change our approach. But how do we break through that barrier?

"Master, I didn't even think about what my wish would be."

At this moment, Angel hugged X's arm and said...

"Sister Elena seems quite content with her current life. She doesn't seem to have any wishes."

Ex nodded. Elena was indeed content. She spent her days helping Catherine solve cases, chatting with herself, and drinking tea and reading in the evenings.

A fulfilling and peaceful life. I could live like that for the rest of my life too.

Angel's blue eyes suddenly lit up: "Then why don't we treat Sister Elena to a big meal!"

"Um?"

"Master said last time that Angel is happy when she eats delicious food! When she's happy, she'll tell the truth! Sister Elina should be the same."

AX raised an eyebrow: "As expected of my angel, you make a good point!"

Although what X was really thinking was, "This doesn't make any sense."

Then he saw Angel puff out her cheeks: "Master is just giving me the runaround again."

"Me? Do I?"

"Yes! Ever since entering the 'Rain World,' I can almost hear my master's thoughts! I'm a contracted fairy!"

Therefore, in the Rain World, contracted fairies can partially sense their master's true thoughts?

In short, although he thought Angel's idea was ridiculous, X decided to give it a try.

Try to save the dying horse as if it were alive.

■

The next day, Ax took Elena and Angel to London's most luxurious restaurant.

The reason for the invitation was quite simple.

Ex said bluntly, "Miss Elena, I'd like to invite you to dinner."

Just kidding, didn't Catherine say that she came here with the sole purpose of marrying Elena?

So inviting Miss Irene out for fun, to eat and drink, is perfectly reasonable.

So, amidst Catherine's teasing laughter and Elena's slightly shy expression, X easily led Elena to their destination.

Angel, the third wheel, also came along... was it because she was always there when we ate?

In addition, if I want to eat properly, I have to rely on Angel's "Complete Resurrection".

The restaurant had a wonderful atmosphere, with crystal chandeliers refracting iridescent light. Silverware shimmered in the candlelight. The air was filled with the aroma of truffles and champagne.

"Oh my god..." Elena, who was also visiting for the first time, looked around a little uncomfortably. "This is... the Ritz Hotel?"

Ax smiled and nodded: "This is a place recommended by Miss Catherine."

Aristocratic ladies are the most fashionable people around.

The waiter pulled out a chair. Irene sat down carefully, placing her hands on her knees, as if afraid of soiling the pristine white tablecloth.

"Jazz..." she whispered, "This is too extravagant..."

"Don't worry, I've learned a lot lately," Ax said. "It's on me, just eat as much as you want."

You know what, even though catching cats and dogs seems boring...

But that can't be denied, cat and dog owners are rich!

They were all from aristocratic circles, and each of them, at least on the surface, was well-off, and they were all quick to pay their bills.

As a result, the detective agency made a large sum of money in just one week, and X also received a very high share of the profits.

Ex even started to consider turning his mechanical workshop into a detective agency.

Angel was already staring at the menu when she whispered to X, "Master, I want this! This! And this! Shall we order them all later?"

Irene couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh: "Angel, can you finish this?"

"I can finish it!" Angel said confidently. "I eat all of Master's leftovers!"

Ax was drinking water when he suddenly choked and coughed violently.

Then he quickly added, "Strictly speaking, that dish was originally ordered for Angel."

Angel thought for a moment and nodded. Indeed.

Irene giggled: "Your master and servants are really funny."

Yes, Angel should take the blame for this.

A pre-dinner drink is served.

The waiter carefully poured the wine.

Irene took a small sip, her eyes immediately lighting up: "This is... Bordeaux from 1845?"

"You know about wine?" Ax asked in surprise.

"Sister Catherine taught me!" Elena said proudly. "She said that to be a detective, you need to know how to appreciate wine to infiltrate high society!"

Considering that Catherine is from high society, it seems she really wants to groom Elena.

X immediately and quietly signaled Angel to activate "Complete Resurrection," then clinked glasses with Elena.

The appetizers were then served, and Angel immediately began to eat heartily. Elena, on the other hand, used a knife and fork elegantly, savoring each bite slowly and carefully.

"Is it good?" Ax asked.

"Hmm!" Elena's eyes curved into crescents. "No wonder it's the most famous shop."

"Then it'll taste delicious!"

Now that we've eaten, it's time to get down to business.