Trafford's Trading Club

However, the person said nothing. Only going straight to the side of the taxi, opening the door, getting in and waving to him.

It should be the girl who bailed him out?

Eventually, Zhuge got on the taxi with some doubt. Then, he said nothing all the way and the girl merely gazed outside of the window. Zhuge wanted to say something but could only look down and feel puzzled.

"I. do I know you? Thank you for bailing me out, but... I want to get off, to find someone." Zhuge summoned up his courage.

But suddenly, the taxi stopped, the place was... the park.

Zhuge was distracted, the girl had already got off, walking to the park alone. Zhuge scratched his head, wanting to ask clearly. With his question, he followed her subconsciously.

The girl walked into the park with her back towards him. As she walked along, the people around them became less and less. Zhuge looked around, suddenly it occurred to him that he had been walking in this park with Nanako.

All of a sudden, that girl turned about and took off her sunglasses.

"Nanako..." In an instant, the girl who took off the sunglasses nearly overlapped with the Nanako in his memory.

But he soon shook his head, even though overlapping, there were still a few dissimilarities between the two.

It could be said that the similarity between the two of them could come to around 60 percent? Zhuge thought of it subconsciously.

At this moment that girl seemed to be annoyed. She suddenly pinched her hair, "Gosh, my hair was cut, looks like it is a little bit worse."

But this was Nanako’s voice!

"This... This is..."

The girl went to Zhuge and suddenly stretched out her hands to catch Zhuge’s jaw, pinching it emphatically, "As soon as I woke up, I ran from the hospital to see you. Why aren’t you happy?" The girl opened her eyes wide. "Or were those words you said on television all lies?"

"Ah?" Zhuge really didn’t know what this girl was saying.

...

"Wake up?"

The girl nodded and walked on Zhuge’s side, "...Hum, I suddenly fainted that day, then went to a dark and unlit place, I even forgot who I am. Until one day, you appeared in front of me."

"Well..." Zhuge opened his mouth. It was unbelievable. But it seemed that nothing was impossible since Nanako could appear in front of himself.

"That man said... Hum, he said to be that my soul had an out-of-body experience. It entered the game’s data carelessly and had been trapped there." The girl was thought for a while and said, "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t have touched anything. Perhaps because of that, I got an electric shock."

Electric shock, out-of –body experience, entered into the game’s app, had been trapped for a long time?

"I am annoyed with the requirements raised by a stupid guy everyday, who sends me food or urges me to change clothes, are you a lunatic?" The girl turned around, suddenly making a nasty face.

Zhuge immediately started sweating, "I am sorry... But now you..."

"It is obviously because the soul came back to its original body? Are you an idiot to ask this?" The girl was somewhat impatient.

"I... I’m sorry."

He really didn’t know what the girl was thinking...

"I eventually meet you."

Unexpectedly the girl suddenly released his jaw, embracing and head leaned on his chest, "I am Nanako, idiot...Nanako said she will always accompany Zhuge, have you forgotten it?"

It was Nanako... it was really her.

Zhuge rounded up his hands subconsciously, taking this girl into his arms tightly, and the tears surged out immediately, "Nanako! It is really you!!"

"Ouch! Are you gonna strangle me!! It is disgusting...Don’t get your snot over me!! So disgusting!!"

"Sorry, I’m sorry!"

"It is the time for you to lose weight!!"

"Yup..."

"Zhuge... This time, aren’t you going to hold my hands?" The girl snorted, "I purposely asked the driver to come here."

Zhuge plucked up his courage, breathing deeply, and walked up to the girl. He grabbed her hands. Her hands were not cold but warm, soft, as if without bones.

The two people wandered around in the park casually, finishing the unfinished date of last time.

"By the way... Nanako, what is your original name?"

"Zhou Yuanshan." The girl said softly, "But generally it’s not called this ... Usually ‘Meng Xiaoyu’."

All of a sudden, Zhuge stopped... Meng Xiaoyu, he recalled who she was.

The prototype of Nanako he had mould was using this girl as a reference... It was one of the original voice actresses of the game which was initially planned for publicity.

...

...

"So... My guest, could you please tell me what do you want this time?"

‘What do I want?’

Zhuge sat nervously, as if on pins and needles. He suspected he had been possessed by ghosts, or else he couldn’t come here for the fourth time.

"I wonder if Nanako came here to make a deal?" Zhuge gathered up his courage eventually.

"One day."

Holding back his tears, Zhuge got a definite answer at the price of one day being reduced from his lifespan.

"So... What did Nanako use for the trade? I have asked her, she said it is a secret and would not tell me."

"It is more expensive to inquire about other guests’ transactions, but considering the relationship between the two... One year."

Zhuge looked at his lost year with tears, feeling that he wouldn’t be comfortable and happy if he didn’t get the answer.

"Miss Zhou Yuanshan’s consciousness was accidentally separated. Of course, if she has been in this state for a long time, even though her body was kept alive by instruments, she wouldn’t wake up. Of course, it cost her a mere year of lifespan to have her consciousness return to her body. So... What else did you need? "

"No, nothing!"

Zhuge stood up immediately, even throwing away the black card on the table, looking at the boss of the club and said, "I don’t need this."

He breathed deeply, said uprightly, "I think I won’t need it from now on."

Luo Qiu grabbed the card, and spun it on his palm, "I am afraid that’s not possible. This is one of the proofs of your transaction. Besides those completed trades, when your life is over, we will..."

Boss Luo came to Zhuge, putting the card back into his pocket, patting him on the shoulder and whispering in his ear, "Take away your... soul."

...

When Zhuge came to his sense, he found himself standing outside the rented room.

Zhuge burst into laughing, "The soul... such a thing. Now I have something more important than that."

Taking a deep breath, he opened the door of the rented room.

"Welcome back! Zhuge, do you want dinner or a shower? Or, me..."

That stuff was not important at all.

As long as I could go on living with her... That was enough.