Yandere Erii, stop tormenting Lu Mingfei!

At the pizzeria near the airport, Fingel ordered two of the largest Super Supreme pizzas, three chicken legs, and a large Coke all by himself.

He folded one of the pizzas in half, rolled it into a tube, and stuffed it into his mouth like a burrito. His cheeks bulged instantly, and after a few chews, he tilted his head back and gulped down most of a glass of cola, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

Lu Mingfei and Erii sat opposite him, sharing a piece of fruit pizza.

They weren't very hungry after getting off the plane, so Lu Mingfei used his fork to pick up a slice of pizza with a yellow peach and held it to Erii's lips.

Erii's glossy, cherry-like lips parted, and she bit down, her lips and tongue licking the cheese and butter on the metal fork, her eyes curving into beautiful crescent shapes.

Then she reached out and took the metal fork from Lu Mingfei's hand, forked a piece with pineapple on it, and presented it to Lu Mingfei with a happy expression.

If it were the old Lu Mingfei, he would have been a little embarrassed, after all, the metal fork was wet with Erii's saliva, but now they kissed countless times a day, intensely exchanging each other's pheromones, and naturally opened their mouths to bite off the pizza, while savoring the unique sweet taste in Erii's mouth.

Fingel licked his greasy fingers, his gaze shifting between the two of them, before suddenly realizing and asking, "You two are a couple!?"

Upon hearing this, Erii proudly extended her left hand, the dazzling engagement ring on her ring finger standing out conspicuously.

"I proposed to him," she said in Chinese with Lu Mingfei's hometown accent. "My family has met him, but my brother said we can only get married after I finish my studies, otherwise the gods won't bless us."

Fingel stopped chewing.

His eyes widened, and a mixture of shock, admiration, and immense envy appeared on his face.

"Damn! Comparisons are odious. I've already ruined a relationship that only cost a few dozen dollars, and you've already proposed. But why is it the woman who proposed to the man?" Fingel discovered the blind spot.

"Because I was the one being pursued." Lu Mingfei's concise answer revealed their story.

Fingel suddenly felt a strong urge to die. His face was contorted with jealousy. "Sigh, junior brother! You can kill with a knife, don't torture me like this. You live like a male protagonist in a visual novel! And I'm just a maggot wriggling in the gutter!"

Just then, a dispute broke out at the pizzeria counter.

A white male customer wearing a plaid shirt held a pizza shop flyer, looking confused and dissatisfied.

"Is there a mistake? Why is this strawberry cheese pizza now a third of the original size, and the price has increased?"

The waiter, who had a Chinese appearance, kindly explained, "Because one-third is bigger than one-quarter!"

"No!" the white customer said firmly, holding up his palm, "Four is three times larger! That's basic math! So one-quarter should be larger!"

The waiter looked constipated; this is the curse of knowledge!

Lu Mingfei was just picking up his cup to drink water when he heard this, and he spat out a mouthful of water, splashing half of Fingel's face.

Lu Mingfei quickly and embarrassedly pulled out a tissue to wipe his face. "Sorry, senior! I couldn't help myself!"

Fingel nodded understandingly. "Don't blame your junior! Most Americans are like that. Ask them where the capital is, and they'll point you to New York or Los Angeles. Ask them what 100 minus 30 equals, and they'll have to pull out a calculator. You'll get used to it."

After this little episode, Fingel continued to wolf down his food, eating like a starving ghost, then patting his round belly, he slumped unceremoniously in his chair and let out a loud burp.

When Lu Mingfei returned after paying the bill, Fingel immediately put on a fawning smile:

"Junior brother, look, it's fate that we brothers have reunited in a foreign land! You're not familiar with New York, are you? I know it like the back of my hand! Things like Manhattan, the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which Western restaurant is the most authentic, I know it all! For the next few days, I'll be your and your sister-in-law's free guide, how about that? Just provide meals! I can go find a tent in the park to sleep in!"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but complain, "Senior, is it because you know New York so well that you got ripped off for five hundred dollars in Brooklyn?"

"That was an accident!" Fingel's face flushed red. "Even a horse can stumble! You can't condemn an ​​entire group of guides just because of one mistake!"

"Come if you want, we'll go back to the academy together then," Lu Mingfei said nonchalantly. He had earned nearly a hundred thousand US dollars in Tokyo, so he had plenty of money to support a carefree, comedic person. "Anyway, we'll be in New York for a few days."

"Long live my junior brother!" Fingel leaped to his feet and bowed deeply. "You're like my father reincarnated!"

Then he looked at Erii, "You're my real mother!"

Erii blinked her bewildered little eyes, her mouth slightly open. She had probably never seen such a bizarre creature before, and she was somewhat shocked.

Lu Mingfei's lips twitched at the overly blatant and vulgar flattery: "Senior brother, where's your face?"

"Face?" Fingel waved his hand dismissively, brushing a few strands of his iron-gray hair in front of his face, and made a world-weary expression. "What's the use of a face? Can you use it as a credit card? Can you buy pizza with it? Junior brother, you're still young. You'll understand after you've struggled in capitalist society for a few years. Practicality is more important than face!"

Lu Mingfei covered his face with his hands. What happened to the elites at Kassel College? Is this guy even from the college? He's so different from Ye Sheng, Jiu Deya, and Nuonuo!

They then took a taxi to the hotel they had booked.

Lu Mingfei even booked an extra room for Finger, just in case the guy actually slept in a tent; he believed the guy really didn't care about saving face.

Fingel's eyes lit up immediately, and he repeatedly expressed his loyalty:

"Junior brother! I'm not saying anything more! Just for your generosity and chivalry, from this day forward, you are the only wise master I, Fingel von Frings, acknowledge! I am your number one loyal dog! I'll bite wherever you point, without hesitation! Woof woof woof!"

Lu Mingfei felt goosebumps all over from his cheesy manner.

Damn it, simps are so annoying!

He suddenly understood Chen Wenwen.

Lu Mingfei entered the guest room and put away his and Erii's small suitcases. He was now wearing light men's clothing, as Erii had already mailed the mountain of women's clothing to Chicago, so they were traveling light.

Lu Mingfei took out his phone, opened QQ, and sent a message to Lao Tang.

Lu Mingfei: "Old Tang, we've arrived at the hotel. How's the situation on your end? How long will it take to get there?"

After a while, Lao Tang replied with a message, his tone revealing obvious frustration and helplessness.

Old Tang: "Damn, don't even mention it! Something's happened! My neighbor's little girl, about fifteen or sixteen, went missing from home last night. Her parents came home and didn't see her, so they thought she went out to play, but they still haven't heard from her. They're frantic and asking around the neighborhood. I have to help look for her too, since this family has always helped me a lot."

Lu Mingfei frowned.

"Missing? Have you called the police?"

Old Tang: "I reported it, but this community is mostly made up of ordinary people, they won't take it seriously, so we'll have to rely on ourselves!"

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, then tapped his fingers on the screen.

Send me the address. Let's go there and look for it together.

Old Tang: "Huh? You just got off the plane, you don't need to."

Lu Mingfei: "Enough talk, more people means faster search."

Old Tang sent me a location; it was an address in Brooklyn.

Lu Mingfei explained the situation to Erii, and the girl nodded. In any case, it didn't matter where she went, as long as Sakura was there.

Lu Mingfei then walked to the door of the next room and knocked.

The door opened, and Fingel had already taken off his floral shirt, shirtless, and was scratching his stomach, looking quite relaxed as if he was about to take a shower. "What's up, junior brother? Want to go for a walk?"

"No," Lu Mingfei interrupted him, his expression serious. "Change your clothes and come out with me. My friend is in some trouble; his child is lost, and we need to help find him."

Fingel's relaxed expression froze instantly, then slowly slumped. "Now? I haven't even finished digesting my food. The bed here is so comfortable, at least let me lie down for a bit."

"Didn't you say before that you were my number one loyal dog, biting wherever I pointed?" Lu Mingfei's lips curled up as he looked at him with a playful expression.

Fingel opened his mouth, then groaned, "Damn it! Junior brother, you can just listen to those kinds of things and forget about them! How could you actually take them seriously?! It was just the right atmosphere, mutual flattery, polite words, don't you understand?!"

Lu Mingfei pointed at Fingel, "The pizza you just ate, the drink you had, and the room you stayed in—all were paid for with my card. To be precise, it was all the hard-earned money I made selling my body and soul in Tokyo!"

"Either you give me back the money, or I'll help you," Lu Mingfei said firmly.

"Lead the way! This great hero cannot bear to see human suffering! I must find that child!" Fingel said with a heroic expression.