The idea of practicing his signature failed. Mu Su shrugged helplessly, picked up the milk and drank it all in one gulp: "Just order whatever you want to drink, I'll treat you."
"No need, I can pay for it myself." That's what Paul said on his business card, and he reluctantly answered with a smile.
He originally came out to indulge, but was dragged over to talk about work, and he only had a thousand dollars. He felt that he was already very friendly, really.
"Whatever you want." Mu Su licked the milk stains on his lips. "I'm going to the bathroom."
Then he never came back.
Half an hour later, Paul was stopped by security as he left slightly drunk. He had not yet paid... Musu's share.
Early the next morning, Mu Su, who had been hiding in a dark alley on the street and sleeping with wild cats all night, stretched out and walked out of the alley. Regardless of the busy traffic on the street and the surprised looks of pedestrians, he rubbed his eyes against the rising sun.
It was probably an emotional issue. From last night to now, Mu Su felt inexplicably comfortable. If he had to describe his state of mind, it was roughly between normal mode and sage mode.
"Meow~"
A gray-spotted wild cat raised its head and meowed, then sat down at Mu Su's feet.
"Let's go to the bank and get the money."
Mu Su took off the newspaper stuck to his chest, unfolded it, folded it up, and left with the wild cat that had slept in his arms all night.
It was a bright morning, the breeze blew, and the shade of the trees swayed.
Standing under a tree, Mu Su took out his business card from his pocket and looked at it.
Santa Monica Boulevard-Bank of Atlanta, that's it.
There was still some time before leaving the hotel, so Mu Su sat down on the seat beside the stairs, unfolded the newspaper layer by layer, held it in front of him to read, and blocked the gray cat from the light.
Da da da——
The high heels made a crisp sound, the newspaper moved down, Mu Su's face poked out from the newspaper, and his eyes followed a beautiful girl in a short skirt as she left.
It was working time and there were many passers-by on the street.
After being looked at with disgust several times by passers-by, Musu changed his approach.
Tear--
Two symmetrical round holes were torn out of the newspaper, and two eyes appeared behind the newspaper, spying on passers-by.
The interesting behavior lasted for more than ten minutes.
"Mu...uh..."
Someone spoke next to him. Mu Su looked up and reminded him, "Mu Su."
"Oh, Mr. Musu, come in with me." Paul nodded to note it down, and turned to leave. Then he paused and turned back when he thought of something, "Also, your newspaper was from a week ago."
Mu Su slowly folded the newspaper, put it in his pocket, and picked up the gray cat beside him: "Do you know what happened a week ago?"
Paul shook his head in confusion. Did some big news happen that day that he didn't know about?
"I don't know either."
"Okay..." Paul understood what he meant and walked ahead to lead the way.
After stepping onto the wide steps of more than a dozen floors, Paul pushed open the door and entered, but Mu Su was stopped by the guard.
"Sir, pets cannot be brought into the bank." The strong dark chocolate stretched out his hand to stop Mu Su.
Mu Su nodded to show that he understood, lowered his head and said to Wild Cat: "You wait here, I will go in to do business."
"Meow~ha~" the gray cat raised its head and cried, opening its mouth wide and yawning.
Pushing the door open and entering the bank lobby, the cool air conditioner dispels the restlessness caused by the sun.
On the right side of the bank, Paul was already waiting for him at the door of the reception room.
Entering the reception room, Paul turned around to get a paper cup to get water, without looking back he asked: "What do you want to drink?"
"The most expensive."
"...I paid for your money yesterday." Paul took a glass of water and put it in front of Mu Su's table, and sat down opposite.
Mu Su retracted his gaze and replied confidently: "I said I was treating you, but then you said you would pay."
"I mean... forget it. Let's talk about the current matter." Paul gave up talking about what happened last night and started talking to Mu Su about the main topic.
The main issues were agreed upon yesterday, and all we have to do today is remind Mu Su of the repayment time and signature.
After roughly reading the contract, Mu Su casually signed his name.
While handing over the contract, Paul wrote the check and pushed it in front of Mu Su.
He can already take the check and go to the counter to withdraw money.
Paul put the contract back in his briefcase and said to Mu Su's back as he pushed the door open and left, "I wish you success."
Of course he is a good person, because no bank clerk would dare to lend money to a person like Mu Su who has no legitimate profession and only has a dream to become a big Hollywood star. Even if it is only a thousand dollars.
Mu Su waved her hand without turning her head, and as the frosted door of the reception room closed, it turned into a touch of dim yellow.
I hope he can really pursue his dream...
Paul laughed to himself, lowered his head and went about his business.
A few minutes later, Mu Su, who had exchanged ten Franklins, walked out of the side door of the bank.
"Let's go." He called to the gray cat waiting at the doorman's feet.
"Meow~" The gray cat stretched its body and meowed lazily, as if asking where it was going.
"Find a hotel, take a shower and eat, and wait for the movie to start shooting."
…
While Mu Su was living a prosperous life with a thousand dollars, five players were lying on the sofa, sighing.
The cupboards are empty, the refrigerator is empty, the wallet is empty...
Now we can only hope that the new movie will start shooting tomorrow.
So a week passed.
Players actually have nothing to do for seven whole days - a real day.
Fortunately, switching out of the game will not be judged as laziness, and it will not affect the player's normal work and rest during the day.
The night of the eighth day, early morning.
Players who had a premonition collectively returned to the game and waited. Finally, when 0 o'clock arrived, the players' vision went dark and they lost consciousness.
…
"Naoya, do you want to go to Pachinko together after school? I got some pocket money..."
"Kingta, haven't you given up yet? Give up. Guys like us who are spurned by the goddess of fate are not qualified to return home with a full load..."
Clear conversations reached their ears, and before their vision recovered, the players could already hear the noisy voices around them and the noise coming from outside the window.
The unique smell of books floats in the air.
"Are you a student..." "Most likely, you are in a high school in Japan."
Mu Su pushed up the non-existent glasses on the bridge of his nose and analyzed meaninglessly.
His vision had returned before he spoke.
Mu Su was sitting in the second-to-last row by the window in the classroom. Girls in sailor skirts and boys in suits were chatting together in twos and threes. It was time between classes.
Mu Su looked around and saw five other players. After thinking for a moment, he patted the girl in front of him on the shoulder and asked the classmate with cute tiger teeth: "Have you heard any campus ghost stories, urban ghost stories, or supernatural events recently?
What?"
The girl's cheeks turned red inexplicably, and she looked at Mu Su without blinking and replied: "Okay... it seems there is. I heard that there is a haunted house in the suburbs, and everyone who has entered it is dead..."
Mu Su's stomach felt hot: "What is the name of the owner of the haunted house?"
"I know~" A yellow-haired boy came up to him in a familiar manner, showing an exaggerated and lewd smile. "What's your last name... Saeki? What's Saeki Kaya?"
"Hahahahahahahaha——"
Amid the astonished gazes of everyone, Mu Su threw his head up and went out laughing.
We've reached the territory of our old lover, it's safe!