Miss Witch, even if we're poor, we can't sell ourselves!

At this moment, Miya was unaware that her alias had already appeared on the commission registration form completed by Yuan Guangwei.

She was curled up in bed in the flower-filled room, fast asleep.

Although with her current physical condition, she could stay up for a week without sleep without any major problems, the habits she carried over from her previous life were not so easy to change.

I stayed up all night making medicine last night. After selling the medicine at the black market this morning, I had breakfast with San Yuexia in the yard. Then, as soon as I got back to my dorm, I fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.

I slept straight through until the afternoon.

During this time, a small storm had already been stirred up in the back garden because of her.

The news that Yuan Guangwei and her team had secured an A-level commission without sustaining any injuries spread throughout the entire back garden in less than half an hour after they left the tavern.

The news first leaked from the mouths of the little witches who witnessed them making the request in the tavern, and then a few quick-handed little witches in the group chat added fuel to the fire and spread the story. The later version has become a legendary version where the two little witches entered the unclaimed sea of ​​consciousness empty-handed and earned fifty or sixty thousand in less than an hour.

Yuan Guangwei certainly thought of this.

From the moment she wrote the word "night" on the pay slip, she was already planning what would happen next. If only she and her sister benefited, the little witch in the back garden would soon quietly distance herself from them. Being isolated in this situation was definitely not a good thing.

So the first thing she did after receiving the money was to open the group chat and share her strategy tips for the day.

Of course, they didn't say it exactly as it was; they just made up a story, the gist of which was that Lord Ye had sold a particularly magical potion on the black market this morning, which could temporarily restore all of one's magic power after drinking it.

Taking advantage of the opportunity presented by the medicine, she and her sister used the recently popular "skipping class" strategy, bypassing the ground monsters to fly directly to the core of their consciousness, grabbing the magic book and running away without touching a single monster.

She quickly made up a few more lines to finish the sentence, since she had already gotten to the point.

The discussion about this in the group chat lasted for an entire afternoon.

So those lucky little witches who managed to buy the lemon-flavored medicine headed to the Witch Association one by one, each clutching a medicine bottle.

Anyway, after drinking the medicine, my magic circulation has temporarily returned to its peak state, so even if I encounter danger, I can easily run away.

That afternoon, a group of strange people I'd never seen before appeared in the unclaimed sea of ​​consciousness in the back garden.

Most of them were ordinary little witches who wouldn't even dare to touch B-level commissions normally. But this time, they went to the core of the sea of ​​consciousness, took the magic, and ran away in less than half an hour.

Over the course of the afternoon, almost all the little witches who had taken the medicine managed to complete a bunch of tasks using all sorts of strange methods, and none of them got hurt.

When they emerged from their sea of ​​consciousness and handed the commission forms to the association's counter, the little witch in charge of registration was completely stunned.

Because the signature field uses the same name.

【Night】

The little witch in charge of registration couldn't expose them on the spot, so she handed it in untouched, since the rest of the work was none of their concern.

All of this was because Yuan Guangwei took the lead in shouting in the group chat, "When you sign your names, remember to write 'Master Ye,' he is our benefactor." Almost everyone agreed without much hesitation.

Anyway, the only use of signing this name is to raise the level of the Witch Association. It doesn't cost them anything, and it's not a bad thing for Lady Maiya to do her a favor.

As a result, Mi Ye's name appeared on seven or eight A-level commission forms, plus more than twenty B-level ones.

With the added bonus of the holiday double buff, her association level rose from D to C in just one afternoon.

On the Witch Association's back-end system, the little witch in charge of data monitoring stared at the screen for a long time to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

In one afternoon, this witch named Night completed dozens of high-level commissions, nearly twice the number of the second-ranked person on the daily list.

She quickly reported the data to her superiors, and the witch in charge of reviewing it was speechless when she looked at the numbers on the screen.

Completing so many high-level commissions in one afternoon almost certainly means they were commissions on behalf of others. However, commissions on behalf of others are generally concentrated below level C. Few people dare to commission unclaimed consciousness at level A because the risk is too great.

But if we're talking about cheating, every commission in the system has a corresponding completion record.

"Don't do anything yet."

The witch who was reviewing the case said in the end.

"Have someone go to that offline branch in the back garden tomorrow to check and find out more."

"What about the daily rankings..."

"Leave it for now, we'll change it after the investigation is complete."

So, while Miya was still dreaming in the flower-filled bed, the name "Ya" had already taken the top spot on the Witch Association's daily rankings, with eighteen high-level commissions, nearly double that of the second-place contender.

The news spread even faster than Miku had anticipated. On the Witch Association section of MikuFans, someone posted a screenshot of the daily rankings with a very direct title.

[Who was it that night in the back garden? Eighteen high-level commissions in one afternoon! Isn't that cheating?!]

The comments below were flooded with replies.

The A-level sea of ​​consciousness in the back garden is terrifyingly deep; without considerable skill, you're just asking for trouble.

Who exactly is this guy? He must be at least an S-rank, right?

[It's probably a fake name; anyone can find out her real name.]

Could this be a secondary account created by some powerful witch, just for farming commissions?

[An S-class witch like her doesn't have time for this; her monthly income is enough to earn the money from 10,000 commissions.]

Don't forget, there's been talk of some reclusive witch in the back garden lately...

[It can't be that one, can it?]

The post kept getting up and up, and someone even dug up the previous post on the Moon Forest school wall about the "Legendary Witch of the Hidden Garden". Comparing the two, they looked more and more like the same person.

While these posts were still being discussed frantically, Miya had just woken up in Huatuan's room.

She opened her eyes groggily and saw March Summer leaning against the headboard.

The girl was listening to a novel through her headphones when she noticed that Mi Ye had finally moved. She took off her headphones and opened her arms to her.

"Are you awake?"

Miya was still in a dazed state after just waking up, but when she saw the hugging posture, she still leaned over and rubbed against the other person's chest.

"What time is it?"

"It's past five o'clock, isn't it?"

"Hmm... I'm so sleepy."

The two hugged for a while before Miya came to her senses.

"I need to use the restroom."

She wandered out of the room, turned into the bathroom, sat there and closed her eyes for a while before taking out her phone.

The moment the screen lit up, Miya saw a red number after Korika's name on WW, in the forties. She was startled and quickly clicked on it.

【Where did you go, Miya?!】

[You haven't been back for almost a month, do you know that?!]

[You promised to come back and help this weekend!!]

Are you deliberately avoiding me?!

If you don't reply to my message, I'm going to call the police!!!

Scrolling down further, you'll find a series of emojis, with one posted every ten minutes to express dissatisfaction.

Ruined.

She really forgot.

When I left Nightingale's Nest, I did say I would come back to help out on the weekend, but then there was the martial arts exam, moving the flower cluster, and making and selling medicine—one thing after another piled up, and I broke that promise. And I didn't even say goodbye.

She typed quickly, thought about it, deleted it, and finally just made a voice call.

"Little—Mi—Yo—!"

"So you still know how to call! I thought you'd vanished into thin air! Do you know how many messages I sent?! Did you block me?! Did you—"

"No, no, no."

Miya quickly interrupted her.

"I've been so busy lately, I forgot. I'm sorry."

"You were so busy you forgot?!"

"Do you know that Sister Flores has asked you several times already? Zimilu even said that you might have been kidnapped outside..."

I'll be back tonight.

silence.

"……real?"

"real."

"You're not lying to me?"

"I'm not lying to you."

"When will you arrive?"

Miya glanced at the time, then thought about the distance from the flower cluster to the Nightingale's Nest, and made a mental estimate.

"Around eight or nine o'clock."

A rustling sound came from Korika's side, like she was rummaging through something, and then came her voice, which was noticeably lighter.

"It's a deal! No more standing me up! Everyone at the bar misses you. When you're not here, there's no one to help me deal with those difficult customers."

Upon hearing this, Miya seemed to recall something and chuckled.

"Okay, I'll come find you when I get there."

"Okay! I'll wait for you!"

After hanging up the phone, Miya thought for a while longer.

We have to go back. The medicine is sold out, and it's not a good time to show our faces in the back garden. It's a good time to go back and avoid the limelight.

And she did miss everyone at Nightingale's Nest a bit, missing Korika's boisterous manner, the shopkeeper's gentleness, and the occasional dry humor from Zimilu.

But there is still one problem.

What to do in March?

As Miya walked out of the bathroom, she kept thinking about it in her head as she walked back to her room.

How should I introduce Sanyuexia when I take her back? Should I say she's my girlfriend? Putting aside whether Sanyuexia would agree to that, Miye's face flushed slightly at the thought. Besides, in a place like Nightingale's Nest, I'd have to entertain guests when I go back. If I push open the door and see Miye sitting on another guest's lap, drinking with him, what would Sanyuexia think?

She'll probably just smile and say it's okay, then go back and cry secretly.

Miya knew San Yuexia well. This girl never showed her sadness. At most, she would just smile, blink, and say it was okay. But the more she did that, the less Miya wanted to make her sad.

So... you're not taking customers anymore?

When Miya pushed open the door, she already had a general idea in her mind.

If you set up a small stage during the Christmas season, with singing and dancing, the effect might be even better than serving drinks.

Anyway, she doesn't rely on the commission from Nightingale's Nest to make a living anymore. She mainly wants to go back to see everyone and find a place to stay.

I just earned 100,000 this morning. I'll save it for now and use it when I need it urgently. I can also try my luck in the lottery.

In March, Xia was still sitting on the edge of the bed reading a novel when she heard the door open and looked up.

Miya walked over, sat down next to her, and carefully considered her words.

"that……"

"Um?"

"I have to go back to Nightingale's Nest tonight."

March Summer blinked and turned her head to look at her.

"I promised my friends I would go back and help them, but I haven't done so for almost a month. If I don't go soon, they'll really get angry."

Miya sounded a little guilty when she said this, but San Yuexia didn't react in any particular way. She just looked at Miya quietly and then hummed in agreement.

"And what about me?"

"Come back with me."

"Huh? Is that okay?"

"Can."

Mi Ye nodded.

"I'll just talk to the people over there..."

After hearing what she said, San Yuexia seemed very happy.

"it is good."

"Don't you even ask what kind of place it is?"

"As long as you're there, that's fine."

Mi Ye was stunned by her words, her face flushed red, and she quickly turned her head away, pretending to get up.

"Well then, let's pack our things. We need to be there before eight o'clock."

"Um."

(Happy National Day! ovo!)