Type Moon: Me! Magic King! I Want To Marry Timmy!

Chapter 188 Marne, Matthew, Matthew? It's Fate! Let's Make A Kiss

She could swear to God, she really didn't mean to break into other people's rooms.

She was only arranged to bring things over, she was already very cautious, and had rang the doorbell before entering, but there was no response, so she checked the login information of this room again.

When she found out that there was no login information, she felt that this room should not be occupied yet, and the delivery was just for preparation in advance, so she came in, after all, this was her task.

"Okay, I'm just teasing you, and I was just assigned here."

Seeing the anxious and flustered appearance of the girl, Marne stopped teasing her, smiled and waved his hands, came to the girl's side, and picked up the things in her hand.

"My name is Marne, and I'm a consultant who just came here to take up the post. How about you, little sister?"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief. When she heard the question, she was a little surprised at first. She thought the other party was just an ordinary employee, but she didn't expect it to be a consultant-level executive!

Immediately, he replied nervously: "Hello senior, my name is Matthew, Matthew Kyrielight, and my job title is... Not really, I'm basically just doing errands, please give me your advice."

"Hi Matthew, what a coincidence, our names are like a series, but my surname is Ma, but people generally call me Marne directly, and you can call me that too.

While talking about 340, Marne was flipping through the things Matthew sent.

"But why do you call me senior? If you are here, you should come earlier than me.

"No, that's not what I mean, because I'm not mature enough, so everyone around me is a senior to me, similar to the seniors in my life."

"Well, that's not so much a senior, but more like a parent or an elder."

Matthew tilted her head and thought for a while: "It seems that this is true, but no one will easily agree to treat others as parents or something."

Having said that, a little disappointment appeared on the girl's face.

As a test-tube baby, she naturally has no parents. Others in Chaldea, except the doctor, naturally did not treat her as a living person, but as an experimental subject, an object.

Even if she wanted to find a parent for herself, in the entire Chaldea, she couldn't find many people who would accept it.

Well, the doctor would do, but the doctor refused, saying he had nothing to teach her.

Just when the girl was sad, Marne smiled and said, "Yes, I am?"

"Huh?" Matthew was taken aback for a moment, unable to react.

But Marne directly reached out and rubbed her pink-haired head, and said with a smile: "You are the first person I met here and spoke like this, and the names are so similar, it must be some kind of fate."

"So, let's just come and meet each other."

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence. From now on, I will be your parent. If you encounter troubles in Chaldea, remember to report my name. I will cover you."

Marne cut through the mess quickly with a slap, and unilaterally established the relationship on the spot.

Only then did Matthew slowly come back to her senses, and stared blankly at Marne, who was smiling brightly (pleasantly).

"Parents, family."

These were things that she thought she was destined to have no doubts with herself, but now she suddenly obtained them, which made her feel a little overwhelmed and terrified.

So she took a step back subconsciously, shook her head and said, "Wait, I haven't agreed yet, shouldn't this kind of thing need to go through both parties?"

"However, you didn't refuse."

"But I didn't agree either!"

Matthew suddenly retorted loudly, and then panicked again. She felt that it was impolite to shout so loudly, but she didn't know how to explain it.

So, she turned around and fled the room.

Marne watched her leave with some amusement, as if she was not in a hurry at all, and began to count silently in her heart.

=!

=!

Tread Tread~

There was a rush of footsteps approaching from far away, and Mash's figure appeared outside the door again.

The girl looked at the things in Marne's hands eagerly: "Please return the things to me, some of them are not yours, and I (bfci) will continue to send them to other people."

She ran away in such a hurry just now that she almost forgot her mission and left things with Marne.

"No." Marne didn't make things difficult for her, and obediently passed the things over.

Matthew quickly sorted out the items for Marne, handed them to Marne, and left in a hurry.

As a result, he stopped after taking two steps, looked at the door number next to him, and then looked at Marne who was standing next to the door and looked at her, and was suddenly embarrassed.

But she barely held back her embarrassment, pressed the doorbell, and Weber came out.

He glanced at Marne next door, who was smiling and watching the play, and then at the embarrassed girl in front of him.

"..."

Before he finished speaking, Matthew directly handed him his documents and other things, and then hurried away without saying a word.

Well, this time it's really gone.

Weber looked at Marne blankly: "What's going on?"

Marne shrugged with a smile, without further explanation, turned and went back into the room, closed the door, leaving Weber alone in a daze.

On the first day I came to Chaldea, I met Little Eggplant. I have to say, this is a good thing, and getting along with Little Eggplant is also very pleasant.

It made Marne feel better after being a little depressed by Weber.

Looking at the uniform, work ID, and bracelet terminal that Matthew sent, Marne picked up the clothes and tried them on.

The clothes fit well, with a uniform masculine light blue underlay, and a black jacket outside. Isn't this the same style as the staff.

Marne immediately threw the coat into the corner in disgust, and some people who don't know how to complain about the design of this uniform will be fine.

Obviously the design of the underlayment is very beautiful, but with the coat that distinguishes the type of work, it becomes ugly.

He conveniently constructed a black coat, and when he put it on, it was almost the same style as Dr. Roman's, so Marne nodded in satisfaction.

As for walking through like this?

Marne is too lazy to bother. Don’t you see Rafe doesn’t wear a uniform? He’s a consultant anyway, he’s an executive, so what’s wrong with dressing differently from others? Isn’t that a better distinction?

As Marne thought so, the terminal he had just put on rang, and a communication request came in.

"Who will call me at this time?" Marne thought suspiciously, and answered the communication.

"Hello, this is Marne consultant, right? I just saw your information here, it said that you are engaged in the research of Heroic Spirits, I have some questions to ask you, can I trouble you?"

Seeing that it was work, Marne quickly responded: "Okay, give me a location, it's best to attach a map, I don't know the way when I just came here."

"OK, wait."

Marne waited for a while, collected the location and map, and went out to start the first work in Chaldea.

.......to be continued.......