Dimensional Hotel
Chapter 329 Luna Also Has an ID Card

Chapter 329: Chapter 329 Luna Also Has an ID Card

"Ugh... my head hurts," Little Red Riding Hood sat on the bed, looking at the light streaming in from the window. After trying hard to clear her mind for half a day, she turned her head to see the long-haired princess, who appeared in her room at some unknown time, and mumbled, then belatedly reacted, "Why are you in my house?"

The long hair lifted her face: "We’ve shared the same dorm for years, and now you won’t let me into your house?"

"A deal is a deal, didn’t you build a bunker right next to my house... and said you’d never live high up in this life, wanting to be a secure and stable caveman," Little Red Riding Hood muttered as she rubbed her forehead, "Ah, it still hurts, I’m never drinking again in this life, it’s really unhealthy... Did I black out yesterday?"

"Yeah, you did, it was pretty spectacular. Later, my brother carried you back. And I changed your clothes for you—you threw up as soon as you entered the house, and we cleaned up for half the day," the long hair said with a mischievous grin, holding a bowl as she walked over, "Headache, right? I heard that happens after drinking too much. Here, drink this while it’s hot."

Little Red Riding Hood, her mind still fuzzy, took the bowl in a daze and glanced at it, "What is this?"

The long hair waved her hand: "Hangover soup."

"Oh, thanks," Little Red Riding Hood mumbled, holding up the bowl and taking a sip. She was stunned for two or three seconds, then smacked her lips in realization, "Isn’t this just instant noodle soup?!"

"Yeah, you see, one sip and you’re wide awake, right?"

"...Where are the noodles?!"

"I ate them," the long-haired princess said, self-righteously, "I even added two sausages. I tell you, the sausages you stock are no good, biting into them feels like chewing on rubber. Next time, get the ones from the Three Two Canteen brand, they have a corn sausage..."

"You stole my instant noodles again—and added two sausages! I usually only add one!" Little Red Riding Hood’s eyes widened, "You even stole my box of ’Immortal Spirit Pills’ last time, I didn’t even confront you about it..."

Yet the long hair still kept her mischievous smile, showing no sign of embarrassment.

This guy was always like this, and Little Red Riding Hood was long used to it, so after shouting twice, she let out a long sigh, casually placed the bowl on the bedside table, and dazed for another two minutes before suddenly remembering something important.

The next second, she jumped out of bed: "Oh my class this morning!"

The girl hurriedly bounced up to change clothes and pack her bag, but just as she found her coat, she heard the long hair’s unhurried voice from behind: "Hey, no need to rush, we excused you."

Little Red Riding Hood instantly froze, turned her head to look at the long hair with suspicion, "You actually got a successful leave excuse for me in senior year? What reason did you use?"

"Birthday party, drinking binge, hangover, still not sober."

Little Red Riding Hood looked like she’d been struck by lightning, standing dazed in the center of the room, her eyes gradually turning green: "...And then?"

"Your homeroom teacher is really easy to talk to, she told me you didn’t need to go to class right then."

Little Red Riding Hood’s eyes were finally completely green, and with a screech, she pounced at the long-haired princess; "...Golden Retriever!! I’m going to kill you!!"

But as soon as she got up, the long-haired princess immediately dodged to the side with a giggle, then turned into a flowing waterfall of golden hair, scurrying out through the window crack not far away, apparently having prepared for this a long time ago.

Little Red Riding Hood pounced forward but caught nothing, only grabbing something hard, which she picked up to find it was the long-haired princess’s phone.

The phone screen was unlocked, still showing the most recently browsed playback record.

Little Red Riding Hood paused, then instinctively clicked it open.

In the 4K high-definition picture, a wolf howl "Owuu" came, followed by a clear and imposing declaration:

"From now on, we’re bosom buddies—"

...

Yu Sheng, who was flipping through the photo album on his phone, suddenly shivered, feeling a chill from nowhere.

Next to him, Hu Li, who was lazily yawning on the rug, immediately perked up, ears twitching, "Savior, do you sense danger?"

"Danger my foot, it’s obviously ’Yu Sheng got a shiver’," Erin, sitting at the coffee table watching TV, glanced over, "Spiritual intuition jumping again?"

"I don’t know what’s going on," Yu Sheng scratched his head, but didn’t pay much attention to the sudden chill earlier, quickly focusing on another figure not far away.

The "Artificial Saintess" Luna, wearing a nun’s veil, was standing motionless by the stairs leading to the second floor. In fact, she had been standing there for an hour.

Erin soon noticed Yu Sheng’s gaze, and the little puppet helplessly spread her hands: "She’s daydreaming, been like that since morning. She only moved once when Hu Li was mopping the floor, and when no one talks to her, she just stands there like a statue."

Yu Sheng couldn’t help but frown. After a bit of hesitation, he waved Luna over.

She stepped over, standing beside the sofa like a statue again.

"You don’t need to stand guard at the stairway like you’re on duty," Yu Sheng told her, "If you have something you want to do, go ahead, or if you want to rest, then rest—this is your home, you should relax here."

Luna just stood there blankly, and after a while, she slowly spoke, "Relaxing, is good."

"Uh... standing there daydreaming is relaxing?" Yu Sheng’s expression was a bit odd, "Don’t you have anything else you want to do? Like get to know more about the world, read books, take a walk in the valley, or at least watch TV with Erin for a bit."

Luna slowly turned her head, glanced at the dim-witted entertainment show playing on the TV, and after a moment, seemed to set her gaze on Erin again.

Despite the unchanged expression on her face, Yu Sheng suddenly felt a hint of mercy rising within the "Artificial Saintess."

"Influence, thinking," Luna said slowly, "Reduce, alertness."

Yu Sheng’s mouth twitched involuntarily. Just when he thought there would be a spherical joint battle with a C-type buckle at home again, but after two or three seconds, nothing happened. He looked up and saw Erin engrossed in watching a television program as if nothing had happened.

...The little puppet must have heard it; she never misses any topic potentially related to her. The only explanation is Luna’s poor language skills, and Erin didn’t catch on.

Yu Sheng had no idea how to evaluate this scene, and just as he decided to discuss about "hobbies" and "normal life" with Luna, his train of thought was interrupted by a sudden phone ring.

The little puppet turned around instantly: "Is it Baili Qing again?"

Yu Sheng glanced at the caller on the screen, his expression becoming a bit strained: "...Ren Wenwen."

Erin immediately stood up: "...Did you finally write about the male protagonist with the three-wheeler!?"

"Just watch your TV obediently. How come you react quickly at this time!" Yu Sheng glared at the little puppet, raised his hand to answer the phone, and spoke cautiously, almost unconsciously, "Hello, Ren Wenwen? What’s up?"

"Mr. Yu!" came Ren Wenwen’s energetic voice from the other side of the phone, and her second sentence made Yu Sheng immediately relieved, "I’ve come to deliver the registration form! For Miss Luna—please open the door."

"Ah? Oh right, there is such a thing. Hold on, I’ll open the door for you."

"It’s just here to register Luna’s identity," Yu Sheng hung up the phone and said casually, getting up and maneuvering around Hu Li’s large bundle of tail on the floor, muttering as he walked toward the doorway, "Maybe we should install a doorbell or something, it’s quite troublesome to call every time."

"Where would you put a doorbell?" Erin said without turning her head, "If it were on the door, no one would see it, wouldn’t that be pointless."

"Get a remote-controlled one, maybe set up a post in the open space at the entrance. Anyone who can approach this area would qualify or have a reason, and it’s not like kids would mess around..."

While speaking, he had already opened the front door and saw Ren Wenwen standing there with a bright smile, dressed in office attire and carrying a bag.

As soon as they met, not waiting for the big shipper at the door to speak, Yu Sheng took the lead and said, "Today you’re doing business for your director; we’ll only talk about work, not writing."

Ren Wenwen’s expression visibly turned disheartened.

Seeing this, Yu Sheng felt a shiver inside, judging from the reaction that this girl was undoubtedly here with nine-tenths of her heart set on discussing "writing"...

After which Ren Wenwen entered the room and immediately saw the silent two-meter-tall "Artificial Saintess" standing beside the sofa.

Yu Sheng keenly sensed a thread of tension from the other—though the well-trained Special Service Bureau employee quickly composed herself.

He didn’t say much, merely invited Ren Wenwen to sit on the sofa, and sat with Luna on the other side.

Meanwhile, he pushed Erin, still watching dumb variety shows, off the coffee table because documents needed to be placed there.

"Mainly it’s about filling in some forms," Ren Wenwen took out the identity registration information and organization member registration documents from her bag, placing them before Yu Sheng and Luna, "First fill this out to register Miss Luna’s identity information, then I’ll get the bureau to register her directly through the system. Once she receives an ID number, you can fill out the subsequent organization member entry form. By the way, you’re allowed to fill it out on her behalf."

"Alright, I’ll fill it out on her behalf."

Yu Sheng nodded, taking the first form under Luna’s watchful gaze, recalling the complex and meticulous identity registration forms prepared for "alien races" specially by Boundary Land when registering Hu Li and Erin’s information, he was mentally prepared for dealing with heaps of options and ridiculous notes based on experience.

However, he was stunned after completing the first few entries, upon reaching the race information.

All the dense options he remembered had disappeared, leaving only one pre-filled entry in the blank—

Race: "travel agency" member.

Yu Sheng: "..."

After a moment of silence, he slowly looked up at Ren Wenwen, who wore a professional office smile across the table.

"Is this ’race’ serious?"

"It’s discussed in a bureau meeting, specially approved by the director," Ren Wenwen said seriously, "Rest assured, it’s already set up in the system and can be used."

Yu Sheng: "...Goddamn pulling out ’travel agency member’ as a race huh?"

"We can’t fill it as a creation of a monastic order," Ren Wenwen shrugged, "Besides, your ’situation’ here is so special, right..."

Yu Sheng: "...Then what about Hu Li and Erin?"

"Their entries don’t need modification," Ren Wenwen nodded, "but the director said it’s to prepare for the future."

Yu Sheng pondered, feeling something was off—but couldn’t articulate it.

In the end, he comforted himself: a travel agency member is a travel agency member, as it’s impossible to determine what race Luna was before her transformation... Fortunately, in such a resourceful and highly inclusive place like Boundary Land, whatever filled in for "race" could be broadly considered "human"...