Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

"Yes, yes, I'm Lulu's Nana!"

"That sounds so cheesy." Chiori touched her arm, goosebumps rising on her skin.

“It’s not cheesy at all, is it?” Navia protested.

That's it.

Chiori asked again, "Do you really think so?"

Navia was silent for a moment, then blushed.

"That's true to some extent, but I'm happy!"

Luna flashed a cheeky grin: "Is Chiori jealous? Come over here, Lulu's got a big hug for you—"

Before she could finish speaking, a cushion flew up and hit her in the face.

Chiori clapped her hands: "Stop nagging, don't call me that, it's disgusting."

"That's outrageous, resorting to violence at the slightest disagreement."

"It's all because you said those weird things."

Chiori let out a deep breath: "I will only call you Luna, you can just call me Chiori, there's no need for any sweet or mushy nicknames."

"Yes Yes."

Navia asked curiously, "Then can I call you Chiori?"

"No."

Chiori immediately refused, then opened Luna's wardrobe.

"Don't just open other people's wardrobes."

She glanced at Luna, selectively ignoring Luna's protests, and gently pulled out pieces of clothing. She happened to glance at the hanging underwear, but then casually looked away.

Why did you suddenly decide to call me that?

Navia's soft breath and voice drew Luna's attention back.

She gently withdrew her hand and smiled, "On a whim?"

It can't be said that the phantom thief has already asked, can it?

"It was just a spur-of-the-moment thing! But once you call me that, you can't change it back later, or I'll be sad."

"I don't want to change back."

Navia chuckled again: "Yes, yes, that's how it should be. Lulu and Nana... ah! Combining them makes up Luna's name, don't you think it's a wonderful coincidence?"

Should the group be named Luna?

Navia looked extremely satisfied and refreshed.

This one good thing alone seemed enough to sweep away her bad mood of the past few days.

Luna hoped she could calm down a bit more, and at least stop shaking her hand like that.

"You're still wearing the same clothes?" Chiori suddenly said.

"Can't you?"

"No way. You're already a celebrity, you should at least pay attention to your image."

She sighed again, "But I knew it would be like this. The last time I came here, your wardrobe was still like this."

Chiori took an outfit out of the bag: a suit-style jacket, a black skirt, paired with safety shorts and stockings...

"That's too much!" Luna exclaimed in surprise.

"It was just made from scraps and spare moments, but even so it's better than what you usually wear. Put it on."

"Now?"

"Now."

I don't plan to go out.

"Just trying it on."

Luna was not very interested, but since it was Chiori's good intention, she naturally couldn't refuse.

"I'll agree if you help me put it on," Luna said with a smile, sitting cross-legged.

Chiori didn't answer, but silently forced the clothes onto Luna.

Luna had to break free from Navia's hands and instead hold the precious clothes in her arms.

The answer is clear: No.

I knew it would be like this.

Since it was just a casual remark, Luna didn't take it seriously and headed straight for the restroom.

Chiori ran her fingertips across her chin, stood still for a few seconds, and then followed Luna into the restroom.

"Wait, how did you get in here too?"

"Who asked me to help them get dressed?"

Luna exclaimed in surprise, "It's me, but I never expected you to actually do this."

Have there been more and more cases like this where casual remarks come true these days?

Chiori replied perfunctorily, "There are plenty of things you haven't thought of. One more or one less won't matter. Okay, hurry up. If there's a problem, I can adjust it immediately."

"I understand."

Anyway, it wasn't the first time Chiori had seen him naked.

"...A sudden whim?"

"what do you mean?"

"Name. Navia's."

Luna smiled nonchalantly, "Yes, so Chiori wants another nickname too?"

"No need, your taste in names is terrible."

"Hmph, then I won't say anything."

....................

Navia was intrigued by the faint sounds of conversation coming from the restroom.

But then she thought: I can't eavesdrop. So she suppressed her curiosity.

He touched his still-warm hands and scanned the room with his eyes.

Luna's bedroom cannot be described as cute; it has very few decorations.

The bookshelves were piled high with books, and the prizes received from the Adventurers' Guild were also displayed on the shelves.

"Did you live with your family before...?"

What would her family be like?

Navia thought there might be pictures or something about her family, but after searching the room, she found nothing.

"Ok?"

Just then, Navia noticed an inconspicuous little box on Luna's desk.

I picked it up gently, my fingertips touching the spring.

Open the box, and the wind-up mechanism starts working, emitting a slightly shrill musical sound... This is a music box.

Despite careful maintenance, the internal equipment has succumbed to the ravages of time and has rusted.

Inside the lid, there was a card.

Dedicated to my father—

The handwriting was neat but appeared somewhat immature. It was signed: Luna.

Is this a gift from Luna to her father?

Then why are you here...?

Navia was even more curious about who Luna's father was. She also noticed that there were a few words on the card, but they were so blurry that they were difficult to make out.

Ah Lei... um... I can't see clearly.

"Is Lulu's father named Alei?"

Why does this sound like a woman's name?

48: Want to meet the parents

The Boufati Mansion is located in the Vasari Gallery.

Its style is grand, its decoration is exquisite, its walls are clean, and its doors and windows are shiny. Although it is located in a rather inconspicuous location, it always attracts the admiration of passers-by.

This is also the "home" for Lynette, Linnie, and all the children.

“‘Father’ said he would be back soon.”

Linnie's announcement made Linette's cat ears twitch slightly.

"How long is 'soon'?"

"It's not certain yet, but it shouldn't be more than a week, maybe he'll be back tomorrow."