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Chapter 64 My Girlfriend Loves Me So Much.MP4

Helping Kazuma Sato is actually helping himself, since if Sato is exposed, he won't fare any better. The two of them covering for each other makes things much easier, and they also have a valid excuse.

During dinner.

"That's how it is." After explaining, Charlotte said to the group, "In order to finalize the money-making project as soon as possible, Kazuma and I will not be sleeping in the mansion tonight."

"Oh, is that so?"

Aqua is clueless and doesn't seem to care at all.

Darkness blinked and said, "Normally, a mansion should be the most convenient place, and it wouldn't affect other people. But since you've said that, there must be some reason."

Although she found it strange, she chose to believe it; she was very understanding in this regard.

Only Huihui.

The Archmage, a highly intelligent member of the Crimson Demon Clan, looked at Charlotte and then at the stiff-faced Kazuma Sato, and said suspiciously, "Are you two hiding something from us? I have a feeling you're up to no good."

"You bastard...!"

"Kazuma, don't be angry."

Charlotte comforted Sato Kazuma, who was about to start a fight, and smiled as she said to Megumin, "What's wrong? Are you too scared to sleep because you're all alone? It's okay, I've already asked her to come and keep you company."

As he spoke, he placed a doll on the table.

Huihui's expression froze instantly.

"No, no, no... No need. Tonight, I'll sleep with Darkness!... Okay, Darkness?"

"Okay, Huihui is like my little sister, let's sleep together tonight."

Darkness smiled gently.

When she's not acting crazy, she really looks like a virtuous wife and loving mother... I should have written her name on the form when I filled out the application at the store.

Charlotte secretly regretted it.

"What?! Are we having a girls' party? Count me in!" Aqua chimed in excitedly, "I got my hands on a super expensive bottle of sparkling wine, and lots of snacks! ...Hey Charlotte and Kazuma, don't you two come back in the middle of the night, or I'll lock the mansion door!"

"Who would know that, you idiot!"

Kazuma Sato couldn't help but burst into a tirade of curses.

Charlotte sighed, feeling rejected, and secretly regretted why she had written about Aqua.

After dinner.

Charlotte and Kazuma Sato leave the mansion.

"How are you, Kazuma?" He looked at the impatient, energetic boy beside him and asked, "You're not drunk, are you?"

"Hmph, I didn't drink a single drop of the bubble wine!"

Kazuma Sato patted his chest.

The older sister at the Nightmare Inn said that customers shouldn't get completely drunk at night, because if they fall into a deep sleep, even they won't be able to make their guests dream. Therefore, the two of them didn't drink a drop of alcohol...

Of course, at the dinner table, they also used the excuse that they needed to stay sober to discuss matters, thus brushing it off.

The streets of Axel were bustling with activity in the evening, lined with various vendors and teeming with people, as if the destruction caused by Aqua was now a thing of the past.

Their efforts were effective.

We arrived at the hotel.

Charlotte looked around but didn't see any familiar faces.

Sato Kazuma asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to see Youyou." He said this subconsciously, "Even though Huihui moved to the mansion, she should still be living here..."

I'm a little worried about Youyou.

The other person comes to chat with me every day, but she doesn't seem to communicate with anyone else except me. That reclusive top student is probably sitting in a corner right now, hunched over, pretending to be invisible.

Kazuma Sato grabbed his arm.

"If Youyou sees this and then tells Huihui, wouldn't we be exposed? I don't want them to cause trouble for us later."

"...Oh, right."

"So let's hurry up and not waste any more time."

At his urging, the two booked a room.

After telling Kazuma not to close the window, otherwise the nightmare might not be able to enter the room, Charlotte pushed open the door to the opposite room and went in, then lay on the hotel bed in a daze.

It doesn't feel as comfortable as a luxury home.

And it's a bit boring.

Medieval nightlife was still quite scarce, and Axel was a remote starting town where residents went to bed early and had little activity.

Is there any way to take advantage of this opportunity?

However, activities like target shooting, darts, ring toss, and snacks... have already been brought to this other world by the reincarnated individuals. To do these, we need more exciting and innovative activities; otherwise, they won't be very effective. So, we need to consider...

Charlotte fell asleep while thinking about it.

……

That night.

He slept very well.

I felt more cheerful than ever before, as refreshed as wearing new underwear to welcome the New Year's Day morning.

If I had to explain last night's dream, I could only describe it as "I have a hundred girlfriends who love me so much".

Sorry, what follows is paid content, please allow him to keep it confidential.

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In short, even Charlotte, a picky customer, had to give Nightmare a thumbs up for her attentive service.

In this regard.

He couldn't resist the urge to sing a song.

"My money, where will it go? No one knows my suffering; I hate that fate is playing tricks on me, why can't I win the lottery; I'm going crazy, dreaming all day long, fantasizing about becoming a millionaire; I wake up, it was all a fleeting dream, and when I wake up, everything is empty!"

"Empty bank account, empty pockets, desperately poor. I top up my card when it arrives, I top up my card when it leaves, and in the end, it's all gone. A life of destitution, a life of failure, a life of lamentation, and then, with a final kick of the leg, my life is over!"

This feels amazing!

Don't get me wrong, this is similar to a state of "post-coital stagnation," something everyone experiences. And after venting, you might feel empty, lonely, and cold...

Ok?

Not cold?

Charlotte didn't feel cold at all; instead, he felt a soft, warm sensation. Realizing something, he slowly lowered his head and saw a cute girl nestled in his arms, sleeping soundly.

The girl had short pink hair, was young, and had a pretty face with a youthful innocence that suited her age, yet also possessed a slightly unnatural and alluring charm. She had a slender waist and a breath as sweet as orchids.

Despite being about the same age as Huihui, she has a figure that Huihui can only dream of.

Who is she?

The question flashed through Charlotte's mind for less than a second before she got the answer... without a doubt, it was the waiter at the Nightmare Shop.

There is no other possibility.

Although Charlotte consciously made her movements lighter, there are obvious differences in heart rate, breathing, and body temperature between a person who is asleep and a person who is awake.

The little nightmare in my arms seemed to be affected as well, slowly opening its sleepy eyes.

Charlotte greeted her.

"Good morning."

"Good morning... Hmm!!!?"

Little Nightmare greeted them instinctively, but when she looked up and saw Charlotte, her little eyes were filled with great confusion, which quickly turned into fear.

"Ouch—that hurts!"

She screamed and jumped off the bed, her little toe hitting the corner of the table and letting out a cry of pain.

Charlotte looked like she was in pain.

Are you alright?

"No, don't worry about me..."

The little nightmare held back its tears, bravely refusing to cry, then spread its wings and flew out the window, fleeing in a panic.

She really is a shy little thing.