Chapter 123 Nigrede
Droste didn't feel the slightest bit angry after hearing these gentle yet sharp words. Instead, he admired the person who had such an idea.

Ah! I really want to fall at her feet, ah!

Is this what Miss Albedo is thinking? !

Taking a deep breath, Droste said seriously, "Yes, you are right. I really don't want to do this work."

"Because when I first started thinking about this idea, the economy put a lot of pressure on me."

“Predicaments prompted me to write such articles, but now I don’t seem to need them very much.”

"so……"

Miss Albedo frowned her beautiful brows and turned her golden eyes to scan Droste's face.

He said in a very low voice.

"His face is plump... There are traces of him having sex with a woman. He is definitely not a guy who is short of money. How can he be a rich kid..."

Albedo narrowed her eyes and looked at Droste with some disdain.

"What……?"

Droste really didn't hear clearly, so he asked.

"Nothing, but I'm sorry to tell you that since you don't have the pressure to create, this manuscript will end here."

Albedo waved her hand, signaling him not to worry, and then spoke.

“If money can measure the value of literature, then this is the tragedy of literature.”

"Since we can't come to an agreement, let's just leave it at that."

After saying these words, Miss Albedo stopped looking at Droste and Bernadette and lowered her head to look at the book in front of her.

How to be a good writer?

The importance of actual material for a work.

"Goodbye, Droste-san."

Drost heard his words, shrugged, and waved goodbye.

"Goodbye, Miss Albedo."

Yes, there is no other way. I am already financially independent and have no financial pressure. Who would want to write a book?

Dogs don’t write.

So Droste and Bernadette turned around and prepared to leave.

At this time, a woman who was not much younger than Albedo came running to Miss Albedo's side.

His gaze lingered on Droste and Bernadette for a second before turning away.

It is hard to imagine that a woman who looks to be in her twenties can actually walk in a hopping manner, with a mentality and temperament that is young and lovely.

If Miss Albedo is full of charm, she is dignified, elegant and has an outstanding temperament.

Then the woman who came later was quirky, cunning and smart.

Like a cute and cunning little fox.

Droste hadn't taken a few steps when he heard the younger woman speaking to Miss Albedo.

"Sister, have you found a house? I don't want to live in a hotel anymore. The soundproofing in that hotel is not good, and there are strange noises every day!"

"Sister! Good sister! Think of a solution!"

"Nigrelde, stop it, I'm working..."

Miss Albedo gently scolded her sister, then focused her eyes on the book in front of her.

But the next second, the book in front of her was cast in a shadow, making it difficult to see clearly.

Albedo looked up and saw that it was the writer who had just walked away.

The young-looking writer stretched out his hand, and something like a notice appeared on the magic screen.

"For rent! The lowest price in Monk City! Not 99998, just 1888, take (a room in) a single-family villa home." The words "room" were written very small, and you couldn't see them clearly unless you looked carefully.

"What are you...?"

Miss Albedo scanned the circle of notices and looked up at the young boy in front of her with a puzzled look on her face.

"I heard from this lady that you are looking for a room. Come here and take a look?"

"I happen to be the landlord of this house. I wonder if Miss Albedo is interested?"

Droste looked at the two people in front of him with a normal expression, without showing any expression.

But there is actually a hint of doubt in my mind.

Why does today seem a little beyond my imagination? I wasn’t so attentive at all, so why did it turn out like this today?

Not only the diligence at the beginning, but also the diligence now.

Droste touched his chin, unable to think of the reason for the moment, but he deliberately kept it in mind.

"Sister! He has a room! And it's not bad! The price is 1888!"

Nicolede said excitedly, looked at the boy in front of her, and walked around him twice with curiosity.

"Hey - is this your house?"

Droste didn't move, just glanced at her, then nodded slightly.

"Yes, Miss Nicole."

"Hey - you have such a big house at such a young age?"

Miss Nicolade licked her mouth, opened her bright red lips slightly, and uttered a few words.

"That's really--great~"

Droste suddenly felt his body gradually getting hotter, his heart began to beat wildly, and his breathing became rapid.

"Nikolaide."

Seeing her sister acting recklessly, Miss Albedo frowned and scolded her in a low voice.

"Yes, sister."

Miss Nicoled also quickly took a step back and looked at Droste in front of her.

As soon as Miss Albedo finished speaking, Droste felt as if his body had recovered a little.

This woman, and Albedo?

what's going on?
If he had only been somewhat aware that something was wrong just now, then the woman's actions just now had definitely made Droste feel something very unusual and strange.

"I didn't expect that a young store manager already has a house in Monk City. That's great."

Miss Nigredo patted Droste's shoulder and then walked towards her sister.

"Sister, why don't we rent this place? If we can't find a place to live, we'll be taken advantage of by that fat pig boss of the hotel."

"Hmm..." Miss Albedo also recalled the vulgar look of that fat pig boss, and her body seemed to react, with some resistance.

"If you say so, let's go and take a look."

Ms. Albedo closed her book, put it in her bag, and stood up.

Her expression was calm and dignified. She looked at Droste and Bernadette beside him and nodded.

"Since there are vacant rooms for rent in Mr. Droste's apartment, I'd like to bother you two."

"It's okay, let's go."

Droste decided to have more contact and let them join him in his apartment.

While trying to figure out what was going on, could it be that she was really so pretty and cute that her heart was beating faster?
With this doubt, Droste pointed out the direction to the two.

(End of this chapter)