Kisaragi's Long-Strange Collection Notes

On a moonlit night, excessive excitement resulted in staying up too late.

The next day, Chen Meimei slept until noon.

The first thing I saw when I woke up was the exquisite blue and white porcelain.

Qinghua slept next to Chen Meimei, her eyes open the whole time.

This was something Chen Meimei and Qinghua had agreed upon.

On the three golden sun days of the week, after dawn, Qinghua would lie down next to Chen Meimei to cool him down a bit and provide a better sleeping environment.

During the Silver Sun, Qinghua won't come over; she'll sleep in her big vase for those three days.

Chen Meimei, having already achieved her goal, wanted something more—a warm and strange creature—to warm her bed on a cold, frosty moonlit night.

"Your watch rang once," Qinghua reminded her.

When Chen Meimei opened the document, she almost jumped out of bed.

Time: 09:12 PM

Sender: Chen Miaomiao

Content: You're not young anymore, so I've arranged a blind date for you today. It's at the Wooden Leak Tea House at 14 PM. Remember to dress smartly! Do your best, and good luck!

Chen Meimei: ......

Chen Miaomiao is just like my mom, she's got that vibe. Speaking of which, knowing graduation exams are only two days away, instead of getting me some life-saving supplies, she's arranging blind dates? What kind of brain circuit is that?

Chen Meimei was full of questions, but also offered a warm greeting.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare reply to the message to ask.

Chen Miaomiao is a great witch. Everyone says she has extraordinary abilities. Since strength and wealth are often proportional, she is probably a very rich woman.

A cross-city message takes at least a year to send, and for those in special locations, it could take up to 10 years. Chen Miaomiao doesn't care about the price, but Chen Meimei wouldn't dare to send messages carelessly.

Besides, he hadn't yet decided on the tone he should use to talk to Chen Miaomiao.

It's almost 12:30 now.

Chen Meimei quickly got up and washed up.

Whenever we eat at home, pineapple roasted chicken is a must-have dish.

Bobo will keep a close eye on him, making sure he eats at least one chicken leg.

Bobo is an ambitious oddball. He is very enterprising. In his schedule, besides doing exercises every day, he researches and develops new flavors. He keeps innovating and introducing new versions of the same dish.

Because she woke up too late, Chen Meimei hurriedly ate a few bites, fiddled with herself in front of the mirror for a bit, and then rushed out the door before 13 p.m.

He didn't even know where the Wooden Leak Tea House was or how far away it was, so he had to go downstairs to ask someone for directions.

Even if he had no intention of going on a blind date, he didn't really want to be late for something his mother had arranged.

The Wooden Leak Tea House doesn't seem to be very famous. Chen Meimei had to ask five people before she finally found out where it was.

Fortunately, he had allowed an hour; according to passersby, it would have taken him 40 minutes to get there by car.

35 minutes later, Chen Meimei got off the car.

This station is called "Paradise Station".

More and more people here know about the Wooden Leak Tea House, and soon Chen Meimei walked into this tea house with its simple and rustic entrance.

The interior of the tea room is very elegant, with individual small cubicles, each with sheer curtains that partially conceal the tea.

"Are you Mr. Chen Meimei?" A receptionist dressed in a uniform with the teahouse logo greeted him.

"Huh? You know me?"

"Hehe, I don't know you, but I guessed it was you because you booked our entire tea room today."

Chen Meimei's lips stiffened: Chen Miaomiao, you're really generous! You book out the whole place without a second thought, and you book it for the whole day.

"The lady you were supposed to meet has arrived. Shall I take you there?"

"We've arrived? Okay, let's go." Chen Meimei glanced at her watch; it was 13:44 PM.

When I first met this blind date, I hadn't even seen what he looked like.

Chen Meimei thought to herself: No wonder she was introduced by Chen Miaomiao, it suits her style perfectly.

The girl was dressed entirely in black, with a cape-like hood on her head, and wore a gorgeous gothic outfit, adorned with various jewels that shimmered with a mysterious light.

"Hello, I'm Chen Meimei."

The girl looked up, revealing disproportionately large eyes beneath the brim of her hat, her sandy-gold pupils mysterious yet slightly naive.

"amber."

Chen Meimei sat down and got straight to the point, wanting to end the meeting as soon as possible.

The girl opposite him was beautiful, but her attitude was lukewarm. He was only there to go through the motions, so he naturally didn't want to linger too long.

"Ms. Amber, let's be frank. This matter is about mutual consent. Did you come here voluntarily?"

"No, the Great Witch Chen Miaomiao said that if I don't come, she will kill me and use me to make a magic potion."

Just one sentence, and the conversation was over.

How should I respond to that?

"She must be joking, right?" Chen Meimei said with difficulty.

"We witches never joke around."

"Hmm? You're a witch?"

"I thought my outfit made it pretty obvious."

"Um, I'm sorry, does your family know about this?"

"I know. If I hadn't come, they would have been part of the Great Witch's alchemy ingredients as well."

Chen Meimei really wanted to run away immediately.

He knew blind dates could be a little awkward, but he never expected it to be this awkward.

Chen Miaomiao is practically a super villain, threatening people's entire families to force them to come.

Logically speaking, he should be considered a second-generation villain at this moment.

"So you don't want to come, and you don't like me. In that case, I'll say it's not suitable, and we'll call it even. I won't make things difficult for your family."

"I want to come, and I like you too."

"Okay, then I'll go... Wait, what did you say?" Chen Meimei thought she had misheard.

"You are the son of a witch and cannot inherit the position of the Great Witch, but after we are together, I will be the witch and I will be qualified to inherit it in your place, so I want to be with you."

No, Miss Witch, you just say such cold and calculating things so directly. Can't you at least put it in a slightly more polished way?

"I'd like to ask, are all witches as direct as you?"

"Me? I'm only 18 years old, too young, too shy, and a bit reserved. If any other witch had this opportunity, she would have already tied you up and taken you away."

"That witch's seat you mentioned is very important? You really want it?"

"I do think about it, but not that much. We witches are actually quite homebodies and don't want to go out and interact with outsiders. We don't like power itself, but power can bring valuable experimental materials, so we can happily brew potions at home."

"So, you're a medicine connoisseur too!!"

Amber tilted her head: "I'm a witch, alchemy is my job."

"Alchemy, wait, I get it, that explains why you're going on a blind date now. Amber, what kind of potions do you have? Do you have any that can help someone pass their graduation exams?"

"Your request is too vague. I need to know the specific difficulties you are facing in order to provide the appropriate potion."

Chen Meimei thought about it and agreed.

The dangers vary depending on the type of strange creature encountered. For example, the methods needed to survive when facing Qinghua and Bobo are very different.

"Give me something that can increase [immortality] first."

"Here, this is a magic potion that can temporarily prevent someone from fainting from massive blood loss and allow them to regain consciousness and save themselves." Amber took a test tube out of her pocket.

The dark green, thick liquid in the test tube was still bubbling slightly; it looked wicked and awful.

But as the teacher said, who cares about the side effects of something that can save lives?

"I'll take it. How much is it?"

"That depends on whether you want to steal it or buy it."

"Hmm? How so?"

"If you want to steal it, I'll give it to you directly; if you want to buy it, it'll be 18 years."

"18 years! Why don't you just rob someone?"

"Why rob? We can make and sell medicine honestly, which is much faster than robbing."

"Amber, you really are here. You bastard, don't you have any manners? Why are you yelling at Amber?" A man's voice came from behind.

Chen Meimei turned her head to look.

A young man dressed in a white suit, looking every bit the successful businessman, rushed toward them despite the tea room staff's attempts to stop him.

When the man approached, he first fawned over Amber, saying, "Amber, don't worry, I'm here."

Then he turned to Chen Meimei, who was sitting down, and said condescendingly: "I am the heir of the [Sun Never Sets Society]. People usually call me Young Master Dong. Kid, I advise you to be sensible and stay away from Amber."

Chen Meimei: ......

This is supposed to be a mysterious, high-fighting urban martial arts world, right? How did it suddenly get into a story about showing off and getting slapped in the face in the city?

Chen Meimei remained silent, waiting for what Young Master Dong would say next.

After waiting for ages, there was still no follow-up.

"Seriously, Mr. Dong? You want me to quit? You're just talking the talk, why don't you spend some time on me?"

Dong Shao was a little confused by Chen Meimei's unpredictable playing style: "How much do you want?"

"Not much, 18 years and 1 hour, just enough for me to buy a potion."

"The potion only takes 18 years to make." Amber stated that she had a clear price tag and refused to let Chen Meimei act as a middleman.

"That extra hour is my round-trip transportation fee." Chen Meimei wasn't willing to suffer any loss.

Dong Shao said coldly, "After I take your time, you have to promise not to bother Amber anymore. If you lie to me, you won't be able to bear the consequences."

"certainly."

By comparing their watches, Chen Meimei successfully received 18 years and 1 hour.

Of course, the huge sum of money he had just received was soon in Amber's hands.

Chen Meimei happily accepted the magic potion.

This was a case of getting something for nothing, a huge profit made with tears in their eyes.

"Then I'll be leaving now." True to her word, Chen Meimei prepared to depart.

Young Master Dong's face lit up with joy.

Before he could even laugh out loud...

Amber also stood up, left her seat, and directly linked arms with Chen Meimei: "Now it's not him clinging to me, it's me clinging to him."

"Fine, fine, fine." Young Master Dong laughed in exasperation. "It seems that our [Sun Never Sets Society] has been too lenient lately, and anyone dares to come and play tricks on us."

Chen Meimei paused in her steps.

This was the second time he had heard the name "The British Empire".

He didn't like this name.

If the sun never sets, when will its moon rise?

Given his cautious approach, since he had no intention of having any further dealings with Amber, he certainly wouldn't have acted as a shield and provoked an unknown force from the mystical side.

But now, this name makes him unhappy.

Chen Meimei took Amber's hand and waved it at Young Master Dong: "Thank you for the potion, Young Master Dong. Consider it a wedding gift for us."

As soon as they left the wooden tea room, Chen Meimei immediately released Amber's hand.

"Miss Witch, I don't know what you're thinking, but I have my own life, and my mother can't control it. Let's call it off. However, if there are any powerful magic potions in the future, I'd be happy to buy them again."

Amber smiled and waved goodbye.

Chen Meimei, that's interesting. We'll see each other again soon.

She stood there, watching Chen Meimei walk away, get into the car, and leave.

Before she knew it, Young Master Dong appeared behind her.

"Amber, I played the bad boy today and helped you with this charade. That settles the favor our society owes you. Speaking of which, your favors are really valuable. This is offending the son of a great witch, the school's rising star. When I get back, my old man will definitely break my legs."

"Yes, let's call it even."

"And shouldn't you give me back those 18 years?"

Amber only showed him the back of her head: "Whoever you gave it to, go ask them for it back."

The young man, Dong Shao—or rather, Ji Lan, whose real name was Ji Lan—shrugged.

"I knew it. Witches' thoughts are always unpredictable. I guess I'm just unlucky today."

Amber turned and left: "After all, you came to help me. Just a friendly reminder, you'd better try to mend your relationship with him next time you meet. After all, you've really offended him."

Ji Lan raised an eyebrow: "Given the situation, how could it be a feigned offense?"

The witch walked away, leaving behind her last words in the air:

"You shouldn't have made up the name 'Sun Never Sets'."