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Chapter 225 - 127. Before the Cultural Festival (2)_3

Chapter 225: 127. Before the Cultural Festival (2)_3

"That was pretty fast though. Originally it could all be done in two days, and now half is left, with the two of us, we can definitely finish it tonight."

"Being this fast is because I had been reading relevant books from the start, and it’s also because the movie we shot doesn’t need special effects."

"You’ve done your best. Who could have predicted a typhoon?" Dubian Che consoled.

"Thank you," Kiyono Lin nodded, "but now is not the time to make excuses for failure; we must find a way to solve this."

"At times like these, you just need to sleep soundly and then ask for help from aliens, Future People, or superpower users. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you’ll find that not only is the movie edited, it even has special effects."

Kiyono Lin glanced at him disapprovingly, "What are you babbling about now?"

"Nothing. Have you thought of a solution?"

"That’s why I called you here—to help me edit a part. I’ll give you the storyboard, and you’ll edit the shots I need from a lot of footage based on that."

"I know nothing at all."

"Don’t worry, I just said that just in case. I’ll edit mine at the fastest speed, then re-edit your part."

"You still plan to do it all by yourself, right? You’re just worried that if you can’t manage it, there’ll only be enough time to edit your part, and even if my editing is bad, it’s still better than nothing."

Kiyono Lin nodded, "Exactly."

"At least argue back a bit on ’even if my editing is bad’, Beautiful Minister. Even just vocal encouragement would make me willingly work through the night without any pay."

"As for your payment, it’s already prepared." Kiyono Lin packed up her lunch box and stood up heading towards the kitchen, "What kind of coffee do you want?"

"...Miss Kiyono, you’re acting just like a feeder feeding pigs."

"Ah, don’t worry, I won’t sell your meat or eat it."

"That’s not the important part, please explain the killing part, otherwise I dare not accept your payment."

"Black coffee?" Kiyono Lin tiptoed to search inside the cabinet, "I recommend this one, it has the best awakening effect and isn’t high in sugar."

"...Suit yourself."

Dubian Che glanced at her snow-white soles, unblemished by calluses, her stamina of 3 wasn’t for no reason.

While drinking coffee, Kiyono Lin briefed Dubian Che about the storyboard, then ignored him, focusing entirely on her own work.

She still decided to complete all the work herself and didn’t hold out hope for Dubian Che.

As night deepened, the rain grew heavier; they could clearly hear the intense rain through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The howling wind mingled with the sound of rain.

Dubian Che looked up and noticed that Kiyono Lin, resting her cheek on her hand, had fallen asleep.

Given her stamina of 3, having not eaten for two days, and still persevering with work under these circumstances, last night’s sleep definitely wasn’t more than four hours.

Dubian Che stretched lazily.

In a room with just the two of them, the girl asleep and a storm outside, as a guy, it was time to do that.

...

"Miss Kiyono? Miss Kiyono? Kiyono? Lin? Lin-chan?"

At the last name, Kiyono Lin moved slightly.

"Lin-chan, wake up."

"What did you say?" Kiyono Lin opened her eyes, indistinguishable whether it was due to waking up or something else, but she was certainly irritable.

Dubian Che quickly backed off, "Nothing. I’m going home."

Kiyono Lin snapped to attention, her whole body sitting upright, looking toward the floor-to-ceiling window.

The typhoon had probably moved 400 kilometers away to Iwate Prefecture, the sunrise was just beginning, and the skyscrapers’ glass windows refracted beautiful light.

She rubbed her temples with a headache and sighed deeply, "You should have woken me up."

"Didn’t I just wake you up?"

"Now is not the time for jokes," Kiyono Lin’s tone was filled with helplessness.

"Don’t ruin the good mood of the morning, today is the Cultural Festival, try to be happy."

Kiyono Lin said nothing, resigning herself with the mentality of salvaging as much as possible, she woke the sleeping laptop.

Then...

"What is this?" She stared in shock at the smoothly playing, and each scene beautifully captured "From Iwate Prefecture to Tokyo, 400 kilometers."

"I told you, all you need is a good sleep, and Future People, aliens or superpower users will help."

Kiyono Lin looked at the grinning Dubian Che, "Are you a Future Person? Or an alien or a superpower user?"

"None of those. Allow me to introduce myself: Dubian Che, sixteen, single, a resident of Misezawa Village in Iwate Prefecture, the sole believer in God Kiyono, paying significant prices multiple times so as not to disappoint God."

"Significant prices?"

"Don’t talk about it anymore." Dubian Che sighed, "Miss Kiyono, if you ever do something to betray me in the future, I might kill you."

"Wasn’t the movie your suggestion? It was me who paid a significant price for you? You better not betray me, because I will definitely kill you."

"..."

Kiyono Lin, in a good mood, smiled, "Scared?"

"Scared."

"Let’s go."

"You’re kicking me out already?"

"I need to shower, do you want to stay and join me?" Kiyono Lin stood up, stretching.

"It’s not impossible."

"Come on, if you don’t dare, Dubian Che is a puppy."

Dubian Che would be a fool to fall for that; he grabbed the leftover trash from last night and quickly escaped.

Kiyono Lin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, watching Dubian Che yawning as he started to jog, then turned to go into the bathroom.