The old woman did have a bad temper, but after hearing Father Utravsky's name, her attitude softened a lot: "It seems that you can't provide any identification, right? You believe in the Mother Goddess ?"

Esther quickly shook her head: "No, I don't have any gods to believe in."

"Then what is he doing! He doesn't even have a name, it's annoying!" The old woman glanced at Esther, who was embarrassed, "Of course, I'm not talking about you. Where did you come from?"

"I'm from Tingen."

"So close? How could it be better to stay in Tingen than in this 'City of All Capitals'? Why do young people want to make trouble for themselves..."

The two people walked up to the second floor. There were actually many potted plants on the corridor here, decorating the indoor corridor with greenery.

The old woman took out the key from her pocket, opened a door facing the stairs, and motioned for Esther to sit wherever she wanted. She prepared scented tea while talking to Esther, talking non-stop, quite talkative.

While complaining about Father Utravsky from time to time, the old woman gave Esther a brief introduction to the situation here.

Apartment No. 7, Lily of the Valley Street, was first established due to the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery’s support for poor but outstanding students, and was connected with Backlund Technical College. Similar small apartments are scattered in various urban areas, such as the South District of Bridge The St. George District, which is adjacent to the Church of Steam and Mechanics, is within the distribution range of their believers, and housing prices are also relatively low.

But No. 7, Linglanhua Street, is even more special. It even accepts international students, but they must also have a letter of guarantee and recommendation certified by a tutor.

But the old woman still wore the Holy Emblem of Life of the Mother Earth, which puzzled Esther.

"That big guy really didn't tell you anything? I'm the former bishop of Harvest Church."

"Then how can you be responsible..."

The old woman smiled and interrupted Esther's question: "This house was left to me by my father. He used to be a member of the church's special operations team. But when I was very young, my parents They broke up because of a bad relationship, and my mother took me back to Fenerport. It was really funny, because my father always put engine oil on the dining table, and they could argue for an hour..."

Her voice lowered slightly, and the old woman was obviously a little disappointed when talking about this relevant past event.

"Mechanical heart?" Esther quickly figured out the key.

The old woman immediately raised her eyebrows and looked Esther up and down: "I don't see that you know a lot, what are you doing? The big guy didn't even give me a letter, and he actually asked you to come here."

Esther rubbed her head and laughed twice awkwardly.

"After talking so much, it seems I haven't introduced myself yet. Look at my memory!" The old woman handed over a cup of scented tea and stretched out her hand, "Aletta Romano, you have to call me Mrs. Romano." Respect the elderly!”

Esther held her hand: "Okay, Mrs. Romano, I am-"

"Wait, are you sure you are suitable to tell me your identity?"

Esther was silent for two seconds and then spoke again: "Luna, Luna Dubois."

So embarrassing, luckily no one can recognize the name...

Mrs. Romano's eyes were strange: "Okay, okay, since you said so, I'll call you Luna. Are you an Extraordinary? You don't need to tell me what you are, just nod or shake your head."

In order to show her sincerity, Esther could only nod.

"Okay, then I am also an Extraordinary, so I hope you will not bring any disasters outside into this apartment. Since the big guy is willing to point you here, at least it means that you are not one of those bad guys, and you are not the only Extraordinary here. , remember this.”

Esther didn't actually understand the pronunciation of Mrs. Romano's words, but she still took note of what she said.

The next process was smoother than Esther imagined. Mrs. Romano did not interrogate the details or ask what she did for a living. She took out a stack of neatly printed contracts in duplicate, then took a pen and tapped on the table. , signaling Esther to sign and pay after reading.

In addition to maintaining the cleanliness of the apartment rooms and furniture, the contract basically contains a series of "no trouble" requirements. The lounge, dining room and kitchen on the first floor are all shared, except for Mrs. Romano's own room on the second floor. There are three rental rooms on each floor, sharing the same bathroom.

The rent is every Friday. Esther paid the two weeks' rent directly after signing the contract. Mrs. Romano warned her earnestly: "Since you can read and write, you'd better find a stable job as soon as possible. Of course, but Don’t let yourself get involved... Not every house is occupied now. Do you prefer it to be higher or lower?"

"Higher."

Mrs. Romano grabbed a large number of keys from the drawer and picked out one of them: "603, go upstairs and turn right. There are house numbers on the doors. Don't make too much noise. You have the one downstairs. Miss Lang, she is not a good-tempered person."

Esther suddenly felt a little funny. When Mrs. Romano said this, her tone was exactly the same as that of the Bailang girl at that time.

"Thank you for your generosity and kindness, I—"

Mrs. Romano interrupted Esther again. She seemed to have an unusual enthusiasm for interrupting others: "You paid for it. There is no point in saying this. As long as you don't cause trouble while you live here, that's all." Mother God bless me. I am an old lady and I am not in the mood to care about so many things! The nerds from the Church of Steam and Machinery are not willing to let me raise the rent, otherwise you won’t be able to live here..."

She muttered and drove Esther out of the house, leaving Esther without a chance to express her gratitude.

Esther held the key and walked up the stairs dumbfounded. She happened to meet the girl from Balang at the top of the stairs on the fifth floor. This dark-skinned lady was holding some drawings and poking the chest of the red-haired boy opposite her hard. Keep your cursing voice very low.

Hearing the noise coming from the stairs, the Bailang girl quickly cleared her throat, gave Esther a stiff smile, fiercely threw the drawings into the arms of the red-haired boy, turned around and walked into the hanging room. The room with the sign "503".

A piece of drawing fell to Esther's feet, and she picked it up for the red-haired boy. He was tall and thin, as straight as a lamppost. He was wearing a beige sweater with balls of thread on his face, and he had dots on his face. He has freckles and a pair of thick half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, hiding his lively light brown eyes.

"Ah, thank you, thank you. Candela is always so picky about uniform standards. In Gal's words, it's obsessive-compulsive disorder..."

Esther didn't know what he was talking about, so she just said "You're welcome" and wanted to go upstairs.

"Are you a new resident? Backlund University has already passed its opening period, why are you here so late?"

Esther could only stop and smile politely: "I'm not here to go to college, I'm just asking someone to find this place to stay."

"Oh! That's it! I'm Rich Anderson, the current freshman at Backlund University. Nice to meet you." The freckles on the red-haired boy's face were slightly red, and he changed the drawings to his left hand. Go up, stretch out your right hand and shake Esther twice.

"Luna Duboa, just call me Luna."

Richie was very curious: "You are not a native of Loen, are you?"

"I'm not, I came from Tingen."

"Hey, you can call me if you need anything. I live in 301. I see you are going upstairs. It's a pity that you didn't choose the two empty rooms next to mine. I always wanted someone to accompany me in the next room. Let’s chat.”

This was a good opportunity for Esther to get to know other residents. She didn't mind chatting with this chatty gentleman for a few more words: "You seem to know the residents here very well? Is there anyone else living on the fourth floor?"

"Of course I understand, I was the one who suggested that Mrs. Romano organize the party, at least to let everyone know what the names of people who usually greet each other should be!

On the fourth floor lived Josephine Müller and Agnes Torpin. They were in the same class as me and both came from Lemberg. The black-haired one was Agnes and the blond one was Josephine. The two ladies are always inseparable when traveling together. The one who lives in 403 is Gal, Calvin Leples, the guy who likes to wear sunglasses. Gal will graduate next year. He seems to be studying sociology or psychology? I can't understand something so strange...

On the fifth floor is Candela Gonzalez, the fierce and smart guy you just saw. She always scolded my drawings for not being neat enough and refused to help me try to build these things. No. 502 is also empty, but the gentleman in No. 501 is very mysterious, elusive and never pays attention to anyone. You may not want to be stared at viciously by him.

601 and 603 are also empty, but 602 is occupied by Norn Murphy, who moved here last year. He seems to be a staff member of a public elementary school in the East End. He always leaves early and comes home late. However, Norn's character is quite gentle, and he is very familiar with history. He seems to also like occultism, but he always likes to lose focus when listening to people talking. "

Richie really talked a lot, and Esther felt like she was almost distracted. She shook the key in her hand: "I am the new resident of 603. Thank you very much for introducing me so much, but I probably just remembered Can’t live.”

"Hahaha, I will remember it soon. Everyone will look familiar when we meet every day."

"Thank you very much. I'll go to the room first."

"Huh? How about I help you move...you don't even have any luggage?" Richie was still very chatty. It was rare to find a newcomer who was willing to patiently listen to his gossip. He didn't want to let Esther go just like that.

"No thank you, I can just go up there myself!"

Esther sped up and ran to the top of the stairs, leaving the chatty Mr. Anderson behind.

She had better wait to meet face-to-face with other residents. Esther was overwhelmed by this man's rapid-fire introductions.

Richie was still interested, but he was too embarrassed to catch up and chat with Esther. He scratched his red curly hair to mess it up even more, and walked down the stairs quickly: "There is a new resident coming to No. 7, I have to go quickly. Tell Gal...Luna Dubois? What a strange name."

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