Another string reel from Bandoli

This secret room is filled with his masterpieces from his later years that were never shown to the public.

The Sanyuan chaebol's hasty decision to purchase the entire Château Pompadour inevitably resulted in some losses and waste, but the secret room paid off.

Although most of them have been destroyed due to the passage of time, there are still a few that have survived tenaciously.

Just needs some timely repair work.

The dignified and elegant ghost still remained where he was.

She is waiting.

The sonic screwdriver plucked the strings with his fingertips, constantly switching between different colors of light. Under its reflection, his face seemed to be uncertain.

"You should know that he has reached his limit."

Xianjuan Gan spoke to the ghost girl.

"Yeah, I know," the ghost girl responded calmly.

After all, the nano-ghost was just a well-managed imitation he had made, and the middle-aged man could hide on the surface without being affected by the second sun with good penetrability.

That is, there really was a genuine ghost before.

To Xian Juangan, ghosts weren't considered a rare supernatural occurrence, no matter which parallel world or dimension. The transformation of a person into a ghost after death was merely a common scientific phenomenon.

It's just as common as water turning into steam when it's cooked, and wood producing smoke when it's burned.

In the piano room of Yugaoka Girls' College, there is a senior student who likes to eat potato chips and stays there all day long and refuses to go up.

No matter which dimension or principle is used.

The birth of ghosts will produce considerable subtle differences due to the cause of death and individual differences.

As for General Van Gogh, his death was not a very comfortable one.

"So the truth behind General Van Gogh's invincibility is..." Charlotte also reacted.

Charlotte has been particularly excited since tonight.

"I have him as his counselor, but he is also a master of military strategy who is no less than myself."

Madame Pompadour corrected the reputation of her partner of decades.

She was an invisible monster that only he could see.

"You're almost there, right?"

The corners of the ghost had already become blurry.

The first time Xian Juangan noticed her, he was sure that Madame Pompadour was just showing off.

Regardless of what happens in other parallel worlds, at least in this world he knows, he can tell from the data report he obtained from the ghost senior in the piano room of Yugaoka Girls' College.

Ghosts that disappear naturally are truly reduced to ashes in this world.

"Well, let me go."

Madame de Pompadour said in a tone that it should be so.

The sonic screwdriver started up again.

Bathed in a violet glow, the Pompadour lady dissolved.

The string player tried to adjust it to a mode that would not cause too much pain to the ghost.

He didn't know where this sonic screwdriver light, which was adjusted to a normal death state, would take him.

It could be the afterlife, or some other parallel dimension.

The formulas needed to calculate its rules can cover the entire surface of the earth.

However, Xianjuan Gan has no interest in this huge amount of data that requires 45 billion years of calculation.

There is absolutely no chance that he will have any use for this formula.

But no matter where

At least she could rest in peace.

Today's work is really restrictive.

He was not as happy as he thought.

It was a job that could be completed in one go with a sonic screwdriver, but he had wasted an entire night on such a meaningless task.

Anyway, they will eventually have to be sent away by themselves.

What can a painting leave them with?

They will never even remember it in that world.

The brand new painting was wrapped up.

It was brought to Xianjuan Gan.

"What are you doing, Miss?" Xian Juangan asked with a gloomy face.

He doesn't like painting.

"Didn't Madame Pompadour choose to entrust the painting to you before she passed away? Please at least accept this painting."

Charlotte was a little confused by the deacon's nonchalance.

"It doesn't matter what it is, this kind of thing. If you want it, just take it."

Xian Juangan glanced at the painting, but his cold heart was not touched at all.

He just felt that this matter was not as interesting as he had imagined.

The solidified oil painting was still forcibly stuffed into Xianjuan's arms.

"At least it's something to remember, Deacon. Wouldn't you leave behind some souvenirs after completing your adventure?"

"Shouldn't you be rewarded for saving them?"

Sanyuan Charlotte smiled. This butler who liked to force others and had a rude attitude would actually be so upset over something like this.

Souvenirs, that's something that only Toyama Kasumi and the others like to do...

An adventure is an adventure.

……

Xianjuan Gan accepted the oil painting.

Maybe he could give the painting away.

Xianjuan Gan thought so.

This one is as new as if it was just baked.

Truly a painter's final work.

An oil painting that can never be sold for a penny on the market.

It was the first thing he had ever received out of gratitude for taking a risk.

But Xianjuan Gan swore that no one else would restrict his future adventures.

He would never let anyone get in the way of his fun again.

Anyone!

"What? Just because someone thanked you, you feel unhappy. Are you mentally twisted?"

Sanyuan Charlotte's mouth corners began to rise unconsciously.

She had never thought of this person, who was lecturing her before.

But I am of this character.

Looking at Sanyuan Charlotte covering her mouth and laughing, Xianjuan felt uncomfortable.

He was unhappy.

Just want to do something.

He just leaned forward.

The sudden distance was shortened.

In the silence as the servants stopped their work again.

In the three parks charlotte breathlessness.

The body becomes stiff.

The heart beat vigorously, pumping energy, and an intense heat was transmitted.

A sweet and sour fudge flavor.

They separated before they could react.

"The bet penalty is complete. I'm going to wash my mouth with muddy water. Don't bother me anymore."

There was still a gloomy expression as if clouds were covering the sun, and Xian Juan Gan turned around and walked out of the secret room.

As the fireplace mechanism turned, it disappeared from Charlotte's sight.

Charlotte's heart beat even faster.

I re-coded the 2,000 words and found that the previous VIP chapter had not been revoked.

Hiss... I saw that my collection had dropped by 20.

Extra: [Preview] Miss Charlotte and her friend CHU

"Xianjuan Gan——" When I came to the door angrily with my fists raised.

He was sitting with his legs crossed, flipping through the Taiping Customs Records with a calm expression, and then he closed the book.

"Miss, you're just saying someone else's name so easily."

"I will never forgive you!"

"It's not because you're teasing me. You can do whatever you want to me! But...but...but you actually..."

He tilted his head in confusion.

"? What did I do?"

"How dare you say that! Why don't you tease me instead of teasing Chuchu!"

""

"Hmph! You're speechless!"

"..."

“…Who is Chuchu?”

The butler looked at him with an expression that showed he had no idea who this person was and that said he was trying to accuse him of something he didn't deserve.

CHU,

Last name Chu, given name Chu, courtesy name Beef Jerky

People privately gave him the disrespectful nickname "Zhu Shou Zhi You".

It turned out that her parents had some communication with my parents, but I didn't know such a person at first.

It wasn't until this family gathering of his parents that CHU's father, who was in charge of live music, brought his CH instrument.

Only then did I understand the life experience she had experienced.

Butler...it turns out this isn't the first time Butler has treated me like this...

“…Oh…that willful and loveless little brat…” The butler suddenly realized and thought of CHU after hearing her nickname.

"That's too bad. You even harmed such a young child! Lolita control!" Charlotte Sanyuan scolded with an expression as if she had made a shocking discovery.

Xianjuan Gan was very confused and wondered what was going on with Sanyuan Charlotte.

Tomoe Tamate is a spiritual Japanese who travels around the world because of her parents' work.

Claiming to be an interviewer at the Girls Music Festival in the UK, he traveled around and picked on other professional bands and musicians.

But the 11-year-old was always treated by the band members as a child who needed to be coaxed.