Cyberpunk, but urban

Yuna smiled and patted his shoulder, not expecting that the reason for Philip's low mood was because of her.

"...I'm fine."

The person who asked him was Yuna, the person Philip loved. Even though his heart was bleeding, Philip did not dare to tell Yuna what was in his heart.

Although he was already a fifth-level finisher, Philip at this point in time was still just a gentle but cowardly young finisher with obvious character flaws.

"That's good. I'll go get ready first."

Logically speaking, Yuna should not have ignored Philip's abnormality at this time, but she was too familiar with Philip in his daily life. Yuna could not have imagined that he would be sad because of the words related to family and El Salvador in her words.

When Yuna left the office to pick up the things she had just ordered over the phone, old man Salvador looked at Philip, who was feeling melancholy, and said, "…Philip, after this matter is over, can we talk alone?"

"Yes?"

Philip was so shocked that he almost thought that old man Salvador had discovered the dirty thoughts in his heart.

Salvador looked at Philip's stiff expression and said to him gently, "You seem to be worried."

Philip was silent for a long time. He was happy that Salvador did not discover his hidden thoughts, but he was also worried that Salvador would feel disgusted by his thoughts later.

In the end, all he could say in reply to the old man was a dry, "...I understand."

"That old man is still cleaning up the mess." Roland said with emotion.

In the director's office of the library, all the actions of the Liming Office today were watched by Ye Lan, Angela and others.

Ye Lan continued Roland's words and said to him, "Old man Salvador has to support his family. If he doesn't work as a cleaner, what else can he do?"

"Do you know him?"

Angela asked. Roland and Ye Lan's comments made her a little interested in the old closer named Salvador.

"Everything I know is from The Finisher magazine. Roland is the one who really understands El Salvador."

Ye Lan's words shocked Roland. He had never mentioned that he knew Salvador, nor had he told anyone how they met.

"Roland?" Angelica pushed Roland, who was lost in his memories, and said to him softly, "Tell me about it. I'm also curious about when you met this friend."

"Well, this old man is a veteran closer. That was a long time ago, and when he was young, he made quite a name for himself in the 'smog war'."

Roland changed to a more comfortable posture and told everyone about the past of this old man from Salvador, and how he knew Salvador's past.

When Roland finished telling the part of his past about the Smog War that had not been erased by the memory cleansing, Ye Lan joked with him: "If you hadn't worn that mask, you would be more famous than that old man now."

"What's the point of that fame? I participated in the Smog War just for the right to migrate to the Nest... Alas, it's a pity that in the end, the I Nest rejected my application on the grounds that I participated in the Smog War."

"Roland..."

Angelica held Roland's hand. He would go to the Smog War and risk his life to obtain the right to migrate to the nest, just so that she could have a safe place to live.

"But speaking of the Smog War... Roland, you were clearly the one helping the Lobotomy Corporation to finish off the situation, so how come you knew nothing about the Lobotomy Corporation in the end?"

"This...hiss, yes, why didn't I ask about the conditions for staying at L Nest?"

Ye Lan raised a very interesting question, but the person who could fully answer this question was still sleeping on a floor of the library that had not yet been opened.

"For a finisher like Salvador, he should have a wide network of contacts, right?"

As if to break the atmosphere of doubt, Angela asked Roland a new question.

"Well, now that the association has been downgraded and can only open a fourth-level firm, all the people and cats of this old man have long been wiped out."

Roland sighed with emotion. He was no exception. After resigning from the job of a closer together with Angelica, their connections in the closer industry were reduced to just a few friends.

The experience of the three people from the Dawn Office is still going on on the light screen, but the main perspective has already followed Philip.

Watching Philip's actions, Ye Lan said to Angela and the others, "It looks like they won't come to the library until tomorrow at the earliest. Otherwise, I won't go back today. I'll go meet them when they enter the library."

"Aren't we going back today? Great!"

Angela didn't react to Ye Lan's words, but Luna jumped up and down with joy, and even dragged the Hateful Queen, who was playing with her handheld game console, out.

"...I didn't notice just now, that child is actually an Abnormality, right?" Hod looked at the back of the Queen of Hate who was dragged away by Luna, the expression on his face was distorted beyond description.

"Yeah... God knows what Luna taught her. If this girl hadn't gone berserk when she saw something she considered 'evil', I would have thought she was a real little nerd."

The expression on Ye Lan's face was not much better either. He himself had never imagined that the Queen of Hate would be raised like this by Luna. The sharp gazes from Angela and Malkuth made him break out in cold sweat.

"Oh, forget about her, let's just look at the light curtain."

It was such a crude and speechless way to change the subject, but everyone still gave Ye Lan this face. After all, Philip's experience shown on the screen was also a lot of fun worth peeking at.

"I'm being honest...we are like a group of voyeurs with perverted interests right now."

Netzach was holding a can of silver-wrapped drink, drinking it while complaining about everyone's behavior. Seeing what he was drinking, Yesod approached with a cold face, but was pushed back by Netzach who was very sober.

"What are you looking at? You won't let me drink beer or energy drinks? Mine is even sugar-free!"

Chapter 220. Sleepless Night

"Are you going to be involved in a commission at the urban disease level tomorrow?"

Late at night, Philip, who had returned to his home, had a hard time sleeping. Whether it was Yuna's attitude, or the invitation to talk that old man Salvador had made to him, or the worry about tomorrow, a lot of pressure piled up in his heart, making the young finisher toss and turn.

"Can I really perform well in tomorrow's battle and help my seniors and master?"

It was really difficult to fall asleep, so Philip got out of bed and walked into the bathroom at home.

pat.

Philip turned on the bathroom lighting switch, and the dark room was instantly lit up. A melancholy face was reflected in the glass mirror on the sink, and Philip was tortured by many mixed emotions.

Philip thought that instead of wasting time in bed, he might as well go out for a walk while he still had time, so he turned on the water valve and washed his face again.

Philip felt the clean water splashing on his face. The freezing cold water in the middle of the night actually made him more energetic.

"The face in the mirror... is my face like this now?"

With a self-deprecating smile, Philip changed his clothes and walked out of the house. The air in the middle of the night was damp and cold, but at least the air in the nest did not carry the difficult-to-disguise smell of blood.

"Is there anywhere I'd like to go?"

With this thought in mind, Philip wandered aimlessly on the streets of V Nest, as pedestrians in groups of three or four passed by, chatting happily and enjoying the joy of being the "feather" of the wings of the world.

Their lives are indeed happy. Although they still need to work, unlike the residents in the back alleys, they can wander freely on the streets even late at night.

There are countless shops here that are open until the next morning to provide services to these "Yu" who may have a day off the next day, but no matter which shop it is, Philip is not interested.

Finally, Philip, who had bought a few cans of beer from a supermarket, wandered into a park near his home. The park was very quiet late at night, and the quietness made Philip feel indescribably relaxed.

While drinking beer, he walked slowly along the stone brick path in the park towards the scenic lake.

Sitting on a chair by the lake, Philip, who drank a can of beer in one breath, had a slight blush on his face. Under the influence of alcohol, Philip slowly regained his self-confidence, and an illusion that he would definitely perform well tomorrow appeared in his mind.

"Tomorrow, when I come back tomorrow, I will confess my feelings to Yuna-senpai!"

With a slight intoxication, the thoughts deep in his heart resurfaced. Philip looked at the empty lake and suddenly had the urge to shout.

"Yu-Na-I love you!!!"

There was no one around, and Philip, who thought no one knew what he was doing, shouted loudly, venting the many emotions that had accumulated in his heart. It seemed that this venting was really effective, and he actually felt a little sleepy.

"Haha, it's time to go to bed. I hope I can see Yuna-senpai in my dreams..."

Philip muttered to himself as he walked towards home, not even forgetting to throw the garbage he had created into a nearby trash can.

But he could never have imagined that what he did tonight while suffering from insomnia would be broadcast live to a group of people he would meet tomorrow.

He would never have imagined that the words he shouted while drunk would be recorded by a man with a nasty smile on his face the whole time, and preserved forever in a recorder.

"Ye Lan...sometimes you really go too far."

Malkuth sighed after watching Ye Lan's entire behavior, but although she said bad things about Ye Lan, she did not do anything against Ye Lan.

"So, Makuku, if you don't want me to do this... why don't you come and snatch the recording from me?" Ye Lan asked with a smile. His expression clearly said, "I have a trap waiting for you."

"...Do you think I'm stupid? Or do you think I'm Hod, willing to let you tease me?" Malkuth rolled his eyes at Ye Lan and continued, "If you have the time to bully us, you might as well go to bed early."

"Woo woo woo, Makuku advised me to go to bed early. Makuku has me in her heart."

With an exaggerated performance of fake crying that made Malkuth's forehead veins bulge, Ye Lan turned around and ran out of Angela's director's office, leaving Malkuth alone in the director's office sulking.

As for why Angela is not in the director's office... we have to mention our dear little Luna and the efforts she has made for the sisters in the library.

Well, actually she just wanted Angela to tell her a story before she went to bed, and she had no intention of helping the other sisters in the library to create an opportunity to be alone with Ye Lan.

But no matter what, the only ones who stayed in the curator's office to continue observing Philip's actions were Ye Lan, who was very dissatisfied with the distortion of the Double and Tea God of War in the original work, and Malkuth, who was worried about what he might do.

After a while, Ye Lan returned to his room, but was unable to get his private space.

Angela, who had coaxed Luna to sleep, was now sitting on the bed arranged for him, flipping through a book about urban history, quietly waiting for his return.

"Angela? You waiting for me?"

"Ah."

Angela closed the book in her hand and stared at Ye Lan with eyes devoid of any emotion.

"What do you want to ask me?"

For some reason, Ye Lan actually felt that Angela's stare made him feel uneasy. He thought about it for a while and sat on the bed as well.

When Ye Lan approached, Angela suddenly showed a bright smile and said to Ye Lan something that made his heart and lungs stop: "Can't I just miss you?"

"Angela... do you know that your sudden words in such a bland tone are really destructive?"

"Really? But I really missed you."

The second straight ball made Ye Lan take a deep breath. Although Angela's thoughts at this time were not about love between men and women.

But for Ye Lan, even he would find it hard to cope with hearing such words spoken by a beautiful woman with whom he had spent tens of thousands of years.

"Hiss—Angela, next time you should, uh, forget it. I still like to hear you say this to me."

As Ye Lan spoke, he reached out and held Angela's hand. Her hand was still very cold, but it didn't feel like metal.

Chapter 221. Reception - Liming Office

"It looks pretty much the same inside."

At noon on the second day, the three finishers of the Dawn Office who had signed the invitation letter of the library successfully entered the territory of the library. As soon as they entered the door, Yuna gave her evaluation of the decoration of the library.

Liming Office was designed in the style of classical home decoration, and a lot of thought went into the establishment of the office. The entrance of the library also used a similar decoration style, which was a familiar environment for the three people who finished the work at Liming Office.

Although the decoration of the library made the three finishers of Liming Office feel as if they were back home, the atmosphere here was not that warm.

"The atmosphere here reminds me of the 'Late Night Pancreas Burger' commission. The factory we raided was very similar to this one."

Philip looked at the bookshelves and decorations around him and issued a commission that reminded both Yuna and Salvador of the uncomfortable thing.

Yuna, with her hair standing on end, rubbed her arms and said to Philip, "Please don't remind me of that incident again. Besides, there is no similarity between these two places."

"That factory also had a horrific incident, but the environment was very clean and tidy, just like here..."

Although Yuna said no, Philip still expressed his thoughts. But he was right. In this city, the more cultured and polite a person is, the crazier he is.

The cleaner and tidier a place is, the more likely it is that horrific incidents will occur there. This is a very normal thing in a city.

"Hehehe... Philip? I almost spit out the Shuanghe tea I just drank."

Soon, Philip, who wanted to continue the topic, received a subtle reminder from Salvador.

After being told this by Salvador, Philip immediately stopped the topic and apologized to his respected master: "...I am so sorry!"

"Dear guests, welcome."

Just as the topic was coming to an end, Angela appeared in front of the three people from the Dawn Office with a crisp snap of fingers.

"It's an honor to meet you. You must be Angela."

Salvador greeted Angela. By now, the information of the library was no longer completely unknown in the city, and Angela's existence had appeared in the eyes of many people.

"That's right. I'm the director and librarian of this library."

With no reason to deny her identity, Angela took the initiative to tell Salvador her position in the library.

And then, Salvador showed his sharpness to Angela: "Excuse me, how can we kill you?"

"I am also curious about this?"

Angela smiled and ignored Salvador's sharp questions. Anyway, no matter what they said, once they entered the reception room, Ye Lan would return what they had done double.