Tresen's five horses tore me apart

Unfortunately, it is impossible to do so in principle, so he can only think about it out of boredom.

After packing up his things, Bai Le went straight back to the small apartment he rented.

I haven't been back for a day and I feel...nothing.

If there's one thing worth mentioning about this small apartment, it's that, like almost all houses in Japan, a bathtub is squeezed in even if the space is tight.

And now he can't use it.

The injured hand cannot be exposed to water, so taking a bath is strictly prohibited. The body can only be washed with a wet towel.

So the injury to the right hand is indeed very troublesome.

Bai Le sighed, put his things away, and lay down on the bed without taking off his clothes.

When you suddenly relax from your busy state, boredom and emptiness follow.

If his right hand hadn't been injured, he could still play games. But now his right hand is fixed like a dumpling, and he can't even lift a mobile phone, let alone operate the mouse.

"It's boring, it's really boring."

After lying in bed and looking at his phone for two hours, Bai Le sat up and said he couldn't go on like this.

He ordered a takeaway before lying down and looking at his phone again.

Eat, lie down, sleep.

In this way, I spent a pleasant day without being disturbed by anyone.

The next day, Bai Le opened his eyes.

The ceiling was no longer unfamiliar to him, and he hadn't had any dreams last night. There was no food in the refrigerator, so he spent ten minutes thinking about the important philosophical question of what to eat for lunch, and finally decided to go to the supermarket to buy some.

"Vegetables are so expensive, and eggs aren't cheap either. So why would I come to a place like this? Is this a mission from the Three Goddesses?"

Bai Le sighed and walked back slowly with a bag of tomatoes and eggs hanging on his hand. He made full use of his plaster and hung the shopping bag on it. This way, not only could he save his intact left hand, but the bag would not pinch his hand.

Complaining like this, Bai Le slowly returned to his apartment.

"Ok?"

As soon as he went upstairs, he saw someone standing at the door and ringing the doorbell.

Take another closer look.

Isn’t this the vice president of the student union?

"Vice President of the Air Trough."

So Bai Le raised his hand and waved.

He had his arms crossed over his chest, his fingers tapping impatiently on his arm grooves, but he seemed startled by Bai Le's greeting and turned around with a somewhat unhappy look.

"Are you here looking for me?"

He walked over, took the key and opened the door.

Bai Le was not surprised that his address was known. One of the reasons why the security in Treson was relatively lax was that the screening when recruiting was actually quite strict. Things like address had to be filled in, and there had to be a certificate from the local street office - the agency might not be called that, but that was roughly what it meant.

But once you get in, it's definitely more relaxed.

In short, it is not difficult for the student union to find where he lives.

But he didn't understand. The student union had already visited him before and perhaps made a promise. Logically, everything that should have been done had been done.

Why are you here now? Are you trying to silence him?

Someone thought half-jokingly in his heart.

"No, the president said that your right hand was injured, so it might be inconvenient for you to cook. So he asked me to bring you a meal from the school cafeteria."

Qi Cao shook her head and raised her right hand. Bai Le saw that she was holding a food box.

"I didn't expect President Rudolph to be so thoughtful. I'm truly touched. Honestly, although I bought the ingredients, cooking and other things are indeed a bit troublesome. You must have had a hard time on the journey. Come in and have a cup of tea."

Bai Le raised his eyebrows and opened the door to invite him.

He really didn't expect that the emperor would even consider such a thing.

No, in fact, Rudolf had mentioned the idea of hiring a caregiver before, but Bai Le refused.

Thinking about it afterwards, I actually felt a little regretful. After all, the difficulties caused by the injury to my right index finger were a bit beyond my expectations.

I didn’t expect that President Rudolph would actually ask someone to bring him food.

President Rudolph, I love you.

28.Friends Trading (Part )

When he saw the open door, Qicao's expression froze for a moment.

But she quickly composed herself, stepped in, and closed the door.

The gas tank was not worried about any danger in entering it. In fact, even if there was any danger, it would be herself.

The reason why she was somewhat resistant was just because of a little psychological factor of her own.

For President Rudolph's plan, this factor can be completely overcome.

The empress entered the room and looked around proudly, as if she was inspecting her own territory.

It's simple, shabby, and there's a bit of a stuffy smell in the air, which is normal.

Tokyo is like this. Because it is close to the sea, the air is often very humid. It is good that there is no moldy smell.

Then she frowned and saw the work clothes thrown casually on the floor.

Sloppy.

Bai Le was not aware of this. He was not the type of person with obsessive-compulsive disorder who would put everything in the cabinet and wipe it three times a day to make things difficult for himself.

Things like mopping the floor only need to be done every three to five days. It doesn't matter whether things are placed in a messy manner, as long as they are not too outrageous.

Now that my hand is injured, I probably won’t need to wear this work suit during my sick leave, so it would be nice to let it rest on the ground for a while.

He opened the refrigerator, put everything in, then took out a pot of iced barley tea and turned to ask the empress who was still scanning the surroundings.

"Actually, I'm not very good at making tea, but this brewed barley tea is quite delicious when iced in the summer. Vice President Qi Cao, would you like to try it? If you don't like it cold, I can brew some for you, but it will take some time."

"It's okay, just chill it."

Qi Cao shook his head in boredom.

The weather was hot and it took some effort for her to run here from school. A cup of iced barley tea would be really nice.

Bai Le then took out another disposable paper cup, removed it from the air tank, rinsed it with water, and then poured the barley tea into it.

"Please use."

He himself used another disposable paper cup on the table. Judging from the degree of wear and tear on the cup, it seemed that it had been used for some time.

"Thank you."

The empress saw all of this but did not comment. She took the cup, nodded slightly in thanks, held it in both hands and took a small sip.

The cool and refreshing taste of barley with a hint of burnt aroma will slowly diffuse in the mouth even after swallowing. Although it is a cheap tea, it does have a refreshing effect in this hot summer.

What Qicao didn't mention is that many Uma Girls actually don't dislike the taste of barley tea. It's probably an instinct, just like their love for carrots.

"Mr. Bai, please eat first. After you finish eating, I can take the lunch box back with me."

He put the teacup on the table, opened the food box he brought, took out the food and put it away, then stood aside.

Because the apartment is very small, there is no dining table. Bai Le usually eats at this empty desk with only one chair next to it.

Incidentally, there's no TV in this place either.

"Well, how about Vice President Qi Cao, you sit on the bed and rest for a while. I will finish eating as soon as possible."

As an old Chinese, Bai Le naturally had no reason to let the guests stand.

"No, I'll just stand there for a while."

But Qi Cao shook his head again.

"Then, I'll eat first. Vice President Qi Cao, please feel free to do as you please. I'll finish as soon as possible. I'm always a fast eater."

Bai Le didn't force it.

He was not very clear about the rules in Japan, but Bai Le knew that some people did not like guests sitting on the bed. Anyway, he did not care much. Maybe some people would be the opposite and would mind sitting on someone else's bed.

But the place is so small, and the only place to sit is the bed and the chair he is using now. If Qi Tan doesn't sit on the bed, he can't sit on him.

I have to find a way to finish eating quickly.

Now he was sitting and she was standing, he was eating and she was watching. Even though he knew that this situation was caused by the circumstances, Bai Le still felt like he was on edge, as if he would see 15 torpedoes behind him if he turned around.

To do this, he went straight to the spoon.

Although it is not impossible to use chopsticks, people who eat frequently know that if you want to eat quickly, you still have to use a spoon.

"Ouch."

However, it was still a bit troublesome to use his unskilled left hand, and Bai Le accidentally spilled some food everywhere.

"Oh no."

He muttered, quickly tore off a piece of toilet paper and tried to wipe it clean, but in his haste, he dropped the spoon to the ground again.

The spoon with the soup in it rolled on the ground, making a loud noise.

"I'm sorry for making a fool of myself. But as the saying goes, more haste makes waste. That's it."

At this point, Bai Le could only sigh, smile at himself, and bend down with difficulty, preparing to pick up the spoon first.

Then, a figure flashed past lightly from the side, carrying the pleasant scent of flowers.

Qi Cao bent down and picked up the spoon very easily.

Bai Le paused.

"Don't be so anxious, just eat slowly."

The Empress said from behind his body.

"Yes, I understand."

"I'll go wash this spoon."

After a few seconds, she spoke again.

"Thank you."

Bai Le was trying hard to wipe the food stains when he heard the sound of a faucet from behind him. A strange thought came to his mind.

Want to go over and take a look.

Qi Cao, known as the Empress, always appears in front of everyone with a cold and serious appearance, and her personality can even be called arrogant.

Now she actually washes spoons. This image is in stark contrast to her daily behavior.

But he couldn't see the kitchen from his current position because it was blocked by the wall.

If you are too deliberate, you will appear humble.

Now Bai Le regrets skipping all the plots. Maybe there is another side of this empress in the plot.

No, maybe he is the same inside and out.

Recalling the "secrets" in the game cutscenes he had seen, Bai Le felt that it was more likely that this person was consistent in his inner and outer feelings. If he were not currently injured, with this person's personality that would scold you even for flowers and plants, he might have started to feel pressured.

In fact, he felt quite pressured when he knew it was this person coming.

This is what the aura is like. If she is not with Rudolph, she will show her strong aura.

"Here, spoon. Eat first. We can deal with the stains on the floor after we finish eating."

Not long after, Qi Cao came back with a spoon.

29. Friend Trading (Part )

Bai Le once again confirmed the idea that all horse girls are good people.

Even that angry person seemed to become gentle and touching when taking care of the wounded man.