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Chapter 13 Knock on the door late at night

Shiraishi felt it was inappropriate, but after thinking about it carefully, "Miyano" must be more familiar with the professor than he was. She replaced "cold" with "appendicitis" without permission, probably because the professor was more strict in approving leave.

…Sure enough, lying should be left to professionals.

And now that the receiver is in her hand, even if she wants to refute, the professor can't hear her.

Ten seconds later, the voice of "Miyano" came from the receiver again:

"The professor said let's forget it this time. You have a good rest and pay attention to your health. But next time this happens again, you must take time to ask for leave."

"OK."

After a few more pleasantries, the person on the other end hung up the phone.

Shiraishi stared at the phone in silence for two seconds, then returned to the room and found the information bag containing the identification certificate from the bookcase.

In addition to documents, there are actually various insurance documents and tax certificates inside, which is a thick and messy pile.

Shiraishi didn't read too carefully at first. This time, after flipping through every page, Shiraishi finally took out a student ID card from the folder of an annuity payment form:

"Nanyang University Graduate School of Psychology, Major in Criminal Psychology, Shiraishi Riku..."

Not only did he skip a grade to become a graduate student, but he also switched a major.

Shiraishi sighed and decided to attend a few classes first to see what was going on.

He put his student ID card into his wallet and returned to the phone.

Next to the phone, there is a 32-karat hardcover address book.

There were many sticky notes on the address book page, arranged in the order of the syllabary. Shiraishi put his finger on the middle of the book and bent the page. Then he found the one starting with "み" among the pile of tags and opened it to check.

I don't know where "Shiraishi Ritsu" got to know so many people. The word "み" alone has two or three pages. Looking around, there are three wells, three rivers, three bridges and three courtyards...

Among this bunch of three, the only one "Miyano" is particularly conspicuous.

"Miyano Akemi..."

Putting the first and last name together, the name instantly looks more familiar.

Shiraishi thought hard, and finally, thanks to a certain character relationship diagram that his cousin had forwarded during the archeology series, he remembered who this "Miyano" was.

Thinking about her deeds again... After two seconds of silence, Baishi tentatively opened the light screen.

Very good, there were no suffocating tasks like "rescuing the senior sister seeking death" or "challenging the dark organization". It seemed that this classmate was quite honest for the time being. Shiraishi breathed a sigh of relief.

He put aside the sudden appearance of Miyano Akemi and thought about what to do next.

He can't go to school for the time being. Miyano Akemi just told him that he had appendicitis. If he goes there and is bumped into by a professor, it will be very embarrassing.

It's better to go around the neighborhood, familiarize yourself with the environment, and see if you can trigger the task.

After shopping for a day, the system was always quiet. When Shiraishi returned home, he put the newly bought bento in the microwave, opened the door, and glanced at the landline phone on the counter.

After knowing that he is not a completely independent "black account", but has interpersonal relationships provided by the system, Shiraishi can no longer be as autistic as when he first came here, and must always pay attention to whether anyone is looking for him.

Just after taking a look, he noticed that there was a small light spot flashing rhythmically in the lower right corner of the phone - there was a missed call.

It couldn't be that the professor personally called to express condolences... Shiraishi walked over to check with a guilty conscience.

This landline phone is quite old and cannot be remarked. The missed calls on the screen are displayed as a series of numbers.

If you want to know who the caller is, you have to either call back or look in the phone book.

Just as Shiraishi was about to open the notebook, he suddenly heard another rhythmic ringing sound. This time it was not a phone call, but someone ringing his doorbell.

...It's already dark, who loves visiting so much?

Shiraishi walked through the house, walked to the back door, and looked out through the peephole.

A slender girl stood outside the door.

When Shiraishi first arrived, he could count the number of girls he had interacted with on half a hand, and the person outside the door was obviously not Mao Lilan...

What happened during the day flashed through his mind one by one, and Baishi suddenly had an idea.

At this time, the people outside spoke first.

Miyano Akemi sensed someone was at the door through the change in light at the peephole.

She bent her eyes and smiled towards the cat's eyes: "It's me, Miyano."

The voice was indeed the same as what he heard during the day...but what was she doing here? Shiraishi was slightly alert.


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