After returning to the dormitory, Franka jumped onto the sofa.
Razer frowned: "Franka, you haven't taken off your shoes yet."
What responded to her was two boots flying towards her - Franca kicked her legs, and the shoes flew accurately to the entrance.
Although they don't arrange themselves neatly.
Razer sighed and silently straightened the flying boots.
"Aren't you afraid... of being seen by others?" Razer hesitated and did not say the name.
Franca lay on the sofa nonchalantly: "Who else can see me besides you? It's not like you don't know what I usually look like."
"I mean... in the future, maybe when you have a boyfriend or even get married, you will naturally live together."
Razer sat on the single sofa where he usually sat - the only double sofa was always occupied by Franka in an unreasonable way by lying flat on his back.
"It doesn't matter if you are seen then?"
The fox wagged her tail.
"Then find someone who doesn't care? I won't change it anyway."
Razer pursed his lips—Colombian casualness.
So the two stopped talking and just stayed on the sofa in silence.
"How did we spend Christmas last year?" Franca asked.
Razer thought while answering: "I remember, we seemed to be in Colombia last year..."
"Yeah, I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me." Franka sighed and said, "We didn't celebrate Christmas last year."
"...That's right, a mission." Razer nodded.
"Speaking of which, we were on a temporary mission, and I rented the video tape in advance. Where did it go...?"
Franka got up and rummaged for something in the box in front of the TV.
"Ah, yes. This is it." Franka showed a surprised smile.
"Christmas Surprise Night".
Razer saw clearly the title of the film on the box, as well as the strange packaging box - it looked like the kind of third-rate horror movie meant to be ridiculed.
Wait... Razer has seen some of the precautions above again.
This thing actually has restricted content - more than one item.
"Do you have that bad taste in picking movies? ... By the way, this couldn't be a video tape you borrowed last year, right? Where did you borrow it from?"
Franka plugged in the machine.
"The rental store we opened when we first joined the company."
"Isn't that store closed down?"
"Yes, I contributed a force that cannot be ignored for their collapse."
Franca returned to the sofa, and this time she sat upright. It seemed that she planned to enjoy this "old movie".
"I didn't expect they didn't survive." Franka looked at the drinks and snacks on the table. She seemed to have been struggling for a while, but still didn't make a move.
"It's a miracle that they can drive it." Razer commented objectively.
"Who borrows videotapes these days?"
Franka blinked: "Wouldn't Vaifan want to borrow it too?"
"...I haven't been back for a long time." Razer's eyes were a little dim. "I don't know how I am now."
"……Yeah."
The old projector finally worked successfully - with slightly distorted pictures and audio, the movie started.
"Is it actually an original piano piece..." Franka seemed quite surprised by this: "They still have the money to make an original soundtrack?"
"...even Jiang Xian, a patient with amnesia, can create original works, can't he?"
After hesitating for a moment, Razer decided to take a sideways approach.
"Although what you said makes sense, the level is different after all."
Franca curled up her legs, tucked them in front of her chest, and placed her chin on her knees - she acted exactly like a child.
It seems that there is nothing I can ask about.
Razer didn't know what she was thinking. They were all her friends, and they seemed to be a good match, but they didn't say anything and made her feel very uncomfortable.
...Maybe I'm the weird one.
Razer silently thought that he had no idea about Franka's love life and had no experience in dating anyone. This look of being at a loss was really ridiculous.
...attitude towards the soul.
Okay, let's just think of him as more reliable.
"I'm not used to watching this kind of movie, you can watch it yourself. I'm going to take a shower first." Razer stood up and left the sofa. Franka nodded to show that she understood.
Maybe it will feel better after some sleep.
Razer went to the bathroom, took off his clothes, tested the water temperature, and was about to turn on the shower head when he suddenly realized that he didn't have any change of clothes.
She wrapped herself in a bath towel and left the bathroom.
——There is no one on the sofa.
The empty room only had the inferior sound effects of third-rate horror movies. It was really scary.
"Tricky show?"
Razer's first reaction was that Franka was going to make fun of her.
"But she couldn't have expected that I didn't take any clothes..."
After giving up this idea, Razer decided to go back to the room to get his clothes.
——The door to the room was only ajar.
I didn't open the door to the room. I swear.
It seems that it is indeed the case... Razer held his aching head and softly pushed open his bedroom door.
Franka was standing in front of the Razer closet with her back to her.
"Franka?"
Franka jumped up when she heard Razer calling her.
"Thunder...Thunder Snake?!" Franka turned her head.
"Aren't you taking a shower?" Franca asked with a smile - a twisted smile, as if she was caught doing something bad and pretending to be calm.
"...I didn't take any clothes. The TV outside was very loud, so you didn't hear my footsteps. It's normal." Razer sighed.
She couldn't count how many times she had sighed about Franca in the past few days.
"Aren't you ready yet?" Razer decided to cooperate with Franka a little bit. The chance to play Christmas pranks only comes once a year, and it's not good if you lose the mood.
Franka was in a daze: "What are you not ready for?"
"Tricky show." Razer shook her tail: "If you're not ready yet, I'll give you some more time."
"What kind of prank show?" Miss Fox looked confused.
"...If you want to play this, please let me put on some clothes first." Razer said and walked up to Franka: "Give me a moment, let me get some clothes first."
"Wait a minute, you can't open the closet now." Franka looked at her watch.
"It will take another two minutes."
...Isn’t this a prank show?
Razer was a little angry: "Franka, I promise you I won't be angry this time, please get out of the way first and let me put on my clothes..."
Franka stopped her hand reaching towards the closet: "Not yet...why don't you go take a shower first? I will help you get your clothes later."
Razer fell silent.
"...Don't tell me anything, don't want to tell me anything?" Her hands were shaking a little, and a blue light flashed slightly on the corners.
"Are you not even willing to tell the truth now!?"
Razer grabbed the closet door handle, and Franka desperately held her hand, but it only stopped her for less than ten seconds.
"Today we will make everything clear-"
Razer opened the closet door——
There are no tricks inside for playing pranks.
There is only a gift-like box with one word written on it——
.
Cambrian period.
"……What's this?"
This time it was Razer's turn to look at Franka in confusion.
Franca looked at her watch.
"Okay... the time is just right." She sighed, then smiled and said to Razer:
"Merry Christmas, Razer."
PS: Ark is about to be updated...
I didn’t expect the little rich woman’s first skin to be so hardcore.