Chapter 257 - Darkmtl
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Chapter 257

Having no clue about Leon’s current plans, and relying on the tuft of yellow hair on his and the puppy’s head that was the same color, after identifying Leon’s identity, Agatha couldn’t help but be somewhat surprised as she said, “It’s only been a day since I last saw you, and your change is really… quite significant…”

Not just significant, but also expensive. This outfit alone would cover half a month’s salary at the Clearing Bureau. A clothing store in a small seaside town sells clothes at the same price as in the Capital City. It’s utterly ridiculous.

After silently ranting about the bizarre prices in Ankara, Leon responded with a smile, “Actually, it’s nothing much, just changed clothes.”

That’s right, it’s just a change of clothes, but looking at you now, you’re so much more pleasant to the eyes.

Recalling the past attire of “Mr. Joseph” and comparing it with his current appearance, Agatha’s lips couldn’t help but curl slightly, unable to maintain her composure despite trying hard several times.

“Just laugh if you want to.”

Blinking his eyes and glancing at the princess who couldn’t help but chuckle, Leon thought about his “persona” while tenderly saying with affection, “If my rose could bloom with laughter, then even being laughed at by everyone would be worth it.”

“…”

Alright, it seems only the face has changed; Mr. Joseph is still the same old Joseph.

Shaking her head helplessly, Agatha, who was no longer a waitress and didn’t have to cater to customers, spoke up:

“Mr. Joseph, please refrain from saying such things anymore. I am merely myself and not anyone’s rose.”

“The best rose in my heart.”

“…”

This guy’s beyond saving.

Looking at Leon whose eyes were full of himself, Agatha couldn’t help but shake her head, abandoning any thoughts of changing him, and instead continued to look at the job advertisements in the newspaper, preparing to find herself a job.

And noticing her gaze, the male protagonist Elijah’s transparent threads on his head trembled slightly, and then, as if enlightened, Elijah asked thoughtfully,

“By the way, Miss Agatha, shouldn’t you still be working at the dock tavern? Why are you here at the post office?”

“I’ve lost my job.”

After briefly explaining the subsequent situation, Agatha said helplessly,

“I don’t think I’ll stay here long, probably just for ten days or so, so I need a short-term job. But all these recruitment ads are looking for long-term employees, and I don’t want to deceive anyone, so it’s a bit troublesome…”

A short-term job for ten days?

Upon hearing Agatha’s words, Elijah immediately felt a stir in his heart, recalling his plan to hire a local guide, and decided to speak directly:

“Perhaps…”

“How about coming to me?”

Knowing that Agatha was likely to lose her job, Leon, who had been squatting at the post office for hours, preemptively cut in with an already prepared excuse:

“My parents left me a huge fortune, but they died in a shipwreck years ago, leaving only me and my grandmother. Recently, my grandmother has fallen seriously ill, and the elderly lady hopes that I can get married soon, so… could you please help out by pretending to be my fiancée for a few days?”

Ah this…

Upon hearing the content of Leon’s “invitation,” the male protagonist Elijah immediately shut his mouth.

He couldn’t keep his mouth open. This Mr. Joseph sacrificed his parents and grandfather, leaving only one frail grandmother on her deathbed, hoping to see her child married before passing away. And all he wanted was a guide to accompany him to some scenic spots. How could he possibly compete? “This… this doesn’t seem right…”

Upon hearing Mr. Joseph’s request, the kind-hearted Agatha couldn’t help but bite her lower lip hesitantly, saying, “Mr. Joseph, I don’t mind helping you with this, but I’m planning to leave in a few days, and when that time comes…”

“There may not be a ‘when that time comes’…”

“Although I’ve always known that birth, aging, illness, and death are thresholds we cannot cross, I still hope that my grandmother can leave without regrets… Also, I sincerely apologize for the harassment I’ve caused you during this period.

When I started doing this, it was just to prevent others from bothering you, and I also hoped to get familiar with you, thinking you might agree to become my… sigh…

Sorry, my ro… Miss Agatha, I was selfish in the past. Regardless of whether you agree to help this time or not, I will not bother you anymore in the future.”

“…”

So… your previous efforts to pursue me were to protect me from harassment and to give peace to your grandmother?

Agatha, who also had vague memories of events before the “plot,” instantly softened her bright eyes upon learning the “truth” that Leon spent the whole night concocting.

From this perspective, although Mr. Joseph is… slightly strange, he is indeed a good person and very filial. Should I just…

“Master! Master Joseph!”

Just as Leon successfully delivered a set of moves with his “sick grandmother punch” and “I have my reasons palm,” completing the “Eighteen Styles of Temporary Girlfriend,” stunning both of them, a meticulously dressed butler waddled over, rushing toward them.

Seeing “Mr. Joseph,” the fat butler was overwhelmed with joy, eagerly rushing over, grabbing Leon’s arm, and pleading,

“Finally found you… Hurry! Please come home with me quickly!

Your grandmother got into a fight with Mrs. Pomona from the neighboring estate over an imported silk scarf from the East, and she even beat her butt with a broom! You must go home and calm her down!”

Elijah: “?”

Agatha: “?!!”

Leon: “…”

You bastard, you wouldn’t let me in yesterday when I returned to Joseph’s house, making me sleep on the street. Now you suddenly recognize me as your master and come to mess with me?

Glancing at the transparent threads on the fat butler’s head, knowing that the “King of Drama” was messing around and realizing there was no way to resist, Leon decided to “fly off the handle” directly:

“How are you here? Didn’t I tell you to take my five hundred elite guards loyal only to me and go to the richest grand merchant inherited from my noble grandfather nationwide to buy the most beautiful rose in the world, the one that matches me—Agatha?”

“…”

You scoundrel, taking advantage of the moment to alter the setting! Hearing Leon’s response, which was entirely loaded with private agendas, the “King of Drama” controlling everything gnashed his teeth in anger but couldn’t do anything against Leon’s ability to disrupt things, so he had no choice but to accept the new setting Leon added to him and didn’t let the fat butler contradict him.

Leon also knew when to stop and didn’t continue to ruin the plot. Instead, he did what a surface-level “supporting character” should do. After giving the two an awkward smile, he left the post office in a flustered and painful manner, heading home to count the newly “earned” assets.

As for the protagonists left behind, they were completely stunned by the absurd reversal and family background, standing silently for a while before the male protagonist Elijah finally spoke:

“This Mr. Joseph… is… quite interesting, huh?”

“Hmm…”

“That… I plan to tour Ankara for two weeks. If you need a temporary job, would you like to be my guide?”

“Okay…”

The first act of “Twelve Days of Touring”—meeting at the tavern—ends.

(End of chapter)


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I! Anomaly Cleansing Agent!

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Native Language: Chinese
“Here, this is your salary for the week.” After handing over a small pouch, the woman sitting behind the desk with her legs crossed casually ticked something off in a small notebook. Without even looking up, she waved her hand dismissively and said, “Remember to file your taxes… next!” “Wait!” After dumping the coins from the small pouch, Leon looked at the eight large and one small coin in his palm—nine filthy, worn-out coins in total. He couldn’t help but widen his eyes in shock, almost wanting to rush over and settle the matter right then and there. “Damn it! I just defeated an evil-god-like entity trying to invade the world on Tuesday! And you, you bastard, are actually deducting the salary of a savior?!”

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