Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

They take pleasure in endlessly spreading joy throughout the universe.

This sounds pretty good, but at some point, the "pleasure" of the masked fools gradually began to change, the bottom line became lower and lower, and the original "joy" slowly turned into "dark humor".

Some fools even take pleasure in the deaths and tragedies of others.

Only a very few fools can still maintain their original intentions, but the fools who truly pursue pleasure have long been completely disappointed with the "tavern" and left long ago.

The "tavern" of today is very different from what it used to be, and the Masked Fool has almost become a pariah.

"This is my invitation. Please take a look, beautiful lady."

Yinzhi stepped to the side, handing over the music box while smoothly blocking the receptionist's view of Morienne, revealing a warm and welcoming smile.

There were still many people in line behind him, so he didn't launch into a long eulogy to the receptionist.

He likes to praise others, but only if it doesn't affect others.

"Okay...okay." The receptionist blushed slightly as she took the music box and his phone, checking the reservation information on the phone.

Then, her eyes lit up.

"So you're Mr. Silver Branch from the Pure Beauty Knights." She smiled with a hint of surprise. "I'll process your paperwork right away."

She looked somewhat agitated.

Although the Knights never actively promote themselves, their "reputation" and number of fans in the universe far exceed that of 99% of the "stars" in the galaxy.

This also includes the receptionist in front of me.

She had never met the Pure Knight, but she grew up listening to stories about the "Pure Knight".

“I would like to check this gentleman in.” Silver Branch stepped aside, still covering half of Morion’s masked body, revealing the other half. “His name is Morion.”

"Please transfer my room to this gentleman's name."

"The number of people is correct and should comply with regulations."

The receptionist worked on the computer in front of her for a moment, then slowly stopped, her tone becoming hesitant.

"I'm sorry, the invitation has Mr. Yinzhi's name on it..." the receptionist said somewhat embarrassedly.

“Yes, madam, I am Yinzhi.” Yinzhi placed one hand on her chest.

“My schedule has changed, and I would like to transfer my room to Mr. Moraine.”

The person in question was standing right in front of her, but the receptionist hesitated slightly.

"This...you're saying this so suddenly...I'm afraid..."

She carefully chose her tone, speaking in a sufficiently polite manner:

"It's right before the 'Harmonious Music Festival,' and the family has extended invitations to the entire universe. Hotel security really can't afford the slightest mistake. This kind of thing happening suddenly is truly beyond my control..."

That's the rule, but it's not actually that strict.

For example, the ethereal messenger Huang Quan simply entered with a stolen invitation.

The receptionist's hesitation stemmed more from whether she should take responsibility.

If she releases the person, she will be fine as long as Morion doesn't cause trouble, but if Morion does cause trouble, she will definitely have to take responsibility.

As for whether Moraine might stay out of trouble...

She was someone who frequently went online, and she was extremely worried about Morion's mask.

Oh, the masked fool...

He is still a masked fool who has not obtained identification.

If Morion already had an appointment, she certainly wouldn't refuse. After all, Pinocchio does have a section specifically for the Masked Fool.

But taking responsibility for it is a difficult task.

There are no masked fools in this world who don't cause trouble.

Just kidding?

Just then, she suddenly felt a little disoriented.

The receptionist glanced at Moriarty instinctively, and suddenly her guard went down. She felt that the man in front of her was very familiar, like an old friend she hadn't seen in a long time.

But...but...if Pure Beauty Knight is here to vouch for us, there shouldn't be any problem, right?

"There's definitely no problem."

Morien smiled and answered the receptionist's question before she could even speak.

He didn't say the rest of the sentence.

Anyway, whether he comes or not, the entire Pinocchio company will be turned upside down during this Harmonious Festival, including Dream Lord, Sunday, the Void Messenger, the Company, the Masked Fool, the Sea Ranger...

Even if someone has to take responsibility, it shouldn't fall on a receptionist.

Ultimately, she was not qualified to bear the responsibility of that group of people.

The receptionist thought it made sense.

And she really didn't want to refuse the request of a pure and beautiful knight.

She hesitated for a while, but finally nodded.

"How about this," the receptionist said, "Mr. Yinzhi, we'll still book a room for you based on your status, but we can't really see who uses the room afterward."

"After all, as you know, our Daydream Hotel has always protected the privacy of our guests, and there are absolutely no surveillance devices in the rooms."

The receptionist has already backed down.

She can book a room, but the paperwork must be complete, the procedures must be correct, and the entire process must be legal and compliant.

Who entered the room afterward was no longer her concern.

That way, even if something really happens, she won't take responsibility.

That's something the hound family should consider.

The receptionist immediately found a solution.

"Then I'll trouble you." Yinzhi nodded in thanks.

A few minutes later, the receptionist handed Yinzhi a passport booklet.

It was a brown passport with a large headshot of "Clockboy" printed in the center.

Clockwork Boy is Pinocchio's mascot, a cartoon character wearing a top hat, with four limbs and a head that is an alarm clock. The clock face features a perpetually smiling face.

"Alright, Mr. Silver Branch. Your formalities are complete."

She deliberately emphasized that it was Mr. Yinzhi's paperwork, indicating that she had followed the regulations throughout the entire process.

"This is your 'Dream Passport,' your hotel room key card. It integrates all the functions and information you need at the 'Daydream Hotel' and provides intelligent assistance."

"At the same time, it is also a special Pinocchio souvenir, unique and just for you."

She pointed to an elevator not far away.

"May you both enjoy your dreams at Pinocchio. You can take the elevator over there to your rooms."

Yinzhi opened her passport and glanced at it.

His room was on the 200th floor.

Indeed, this is not a suitable place to climb stairs.

"Let's go." Silver Branch said to Morion with a smile, and led Morion to the elevator before handing over the Dream Passport to Morion.

“Okay, thank you.” Moraine thanked her and took the passport.

The receptionist helped them check into their room, so it would be a bit too much for them to just switch room numbers in front of her.

Although she was just a receptionist, Yinzhi still took care of her feelings.

"Then I'll go to Tianhuan Belt," Yinzhi said with a smile. "Have a good time."

"Okay, bye-bye." Morion waved goodbye.

Watching Silver Branch disappear into the distance, Moraine pressed the elevator button.

Just then, he heard a sound coming from behind him.

"Oh, that mask... Are you a newcomer? I don't think I've ever seen you at the tavern before." A pleasant female voice came from behind.

Chapter 104 The End of the World in a Beautiful Dream

Moraine lowered her hand from the elevator button, turned around and looked down at the sound.

A young girl stood behind him.

She was rather short, two heads shorter than Morion, with pigtails, wearing a red jumpsuit and flip-flops with bells hanging from her ankles.

Most importantly, a red fox mask was hanging diagonally across her profile.

Her hair, a gradient from black to brownish-red, was styled into pigtails, and her eyebrows were curved.

She looked up at Morion, smiled sweetly, and waved.

Beneath the eyebrows appear to be a pair of adorable red bean-shaped eyes...

"Hello, hello, I'm Hanabi~".

"Such small eyes."

"That's a mole on my face!"

Hanabi's eyes widened suddenly, and her beady eyes, which were originally in the "eyes" position, were pushed down by her open eyes, turning into two tear moles that were slightly inward.

“Haha, I can tell,” Morion said with a smile. “Hello, my name is Morion.”

Of course he could recognize the person in front of him.

Fireworks, this is a masked fool.

Unlike Morion, she is the real Fool in Mask.

"It's all your fault! My carefully prepared self-introduction was ruined in an instant." Hanabi seemed a little unhappy and crossed her arms.

"No way?" Morion shrugged. "Is Lady Hanabi really this lame?"