The store door was opened from the outside, which obviously cannot be explained by the reason such as wind blowing.

However, Fafna soon thought of something.

"Miss Vivian?" the female alchemist asked this question to the empty shop, and pushed the paper and pen in her hand forward.

After a while, the pen hangs in the air, leaving a few beautiful Dona words on the white paper—

[It's me. I'm disturbing, Miss Favna.]

Looking at the polite words on the white paper, Fafna began to calm down: "Didn't that Mr. Dorn come with you?"

[Donn, something is wrong with him.]

"Is this true? Is there anything wrong with Miss Vivian coming to me?"

After asking this sentence from Miss Alchemist, the pen floating in front of him hovered in the air for a long time.

After a while, the floating pen continued to start writing on the white paper—

[Sorry, I don't know why I came to disturb you. I came to you because Dorn was not here and then came out for a walk alone.]

Fafna looked at the handwriting written in the new book and her mouth unconsciously curled up.

Relying on women's keen intuition about emotional problems, the alchemist lady smelled gossip and instantly felt:

"It's okay, it's not a big disturbance. Does Miss Vivian want to find someone to chat? I can accompany you."

[But I don't know what I want to talk about. I've only talked to Dorn normally. Sorry, maybe it's time for me to leave.]

"Hey? Wait." Favna held her elbow on the counter and squeezed at the pen floating in front of her. "I know what is appropriate to talk about, so let's talk about Mr. Dorn?"

[What are you talking about Dorn?]

"Of course..." Favna deliberately coughed twice, "Ahem. Miss Vivian, you like Mr. Dorn, right?"

The Alchemist asked this question, but it was not a random question, it was based on it.

The evidence is the white paper in front of you, which leaves Vivian's handwriting.

As you can see, this Miss Vivian, except for the first greeting, brought the name [Dorne] with every other sentence, no matter what the topic was.

The words are written in black and white, clear and you can't even lose it if you want to.

Moreover, from the perspective of Fafna's passerby, if only Mr. Dorn could sense Miss Vivian's existence, and then the two of them would get along day and night...

Although it is a bit unfair to Miss Vivian, it is a high probability that she will fall in love with Mr. Dorn.

It is probably - for Dorn, Vivian may be a part of his life. For Vivian, Dorn is the whole of her life.

This feeling.

Fafna roughly figured out the emotional relationship between Vivian and Dorn, and her desire to gossip became increasingly high!

And with this question [you like Mr. Dorn, right?], the atmosphere in the clothing store has changed.

The pen floating opposite Fafuna first fell on the paper, but it floated up again without writing a word, and then fell down again. After writing the word [I] tremblingly, it floated up again.

It is obvious that the person holding the pen is at a loss and panic at this moment.

"It's beautiful to like someone, there's no need to hide it." Fafna said with a smile.

After a while, the pen fell on the paper again—

[Miss Favna, is there anyone you like?]

"I, of course there is." Perhaps to prove that loving someone is really a beautiful thing, there is no need to hide it, Favna answered this question generously, "And, you may have seen him."

[Donn's friend, Mr. Gregro?]

At this moment, it was Vivian's turn to be curious.

"Yes, I like him, Greglu." Favna nodded, then shook her head, "Do you know? I grew up with Greglu, and I once confessed to him seriously."

Vivian, who was holding a pen in his hand, but could not be seen by the Alchemist Miss, stared at him with breath.

Here comes, it seems like I'm going to hear some amazing news!

"But that bastard rejected me very seriously." Favna supported her chin with her hands, her eyes becoming a little hollow, as if she was recalling something:

"However, it's interesting to say. That guy was fine when he was a child, but the more he grew up, the more frivolous he became. I thought that with his frivolous personality like him, even if he didn't accept my confession, he would do something to me, but he had never done anything to me."

"Maybe, he really attaches great importance to the friendship I have cultivated since childhood, but he really can't fall in love with me."

After hearing this, Vivian hesitated for a while before writing with her pen—

[Miss Favna, will you regret expressing your feelings to Mr. Gregro? I...]

The fairy lady wrote this and paused her pen.

Because she felt it was rude to ask such a question suddenly, she crossed out the question again.

However, before Vivian could write something again.

Fafna spoke: "I don't regret it. Maybe I think if you like someone, you should let him know. If you suppress that love and never be able to say it out loud, then I will regret it."

"That's what I think - it's more important to express my feelings than how the other party will respond in the future."

"Perhaps, Miss Vivian, you can try it, and be more proactive with the person you like."

"Of course, this is just my personal advice. You can listen or not."

The Alchemist Miss appeared and talked about it for a while, and finally brought the topic back to Vivian.

And the fairy lady's pen end stopped in the air for a long time before it fell again-

[I will consider it, thank you, Miss Favna.]

...

That afternoon, Dorn and Vivian rarely stayed together.

The fairy lady went to the alchemist Fafna's shop alone and had some emotional communication and communication between girls.

Dorn, with the letter he received, he visited Ms. Babasha directly according to the address mentioned in the letter.

He has one very important thing, and he wants to ask this female musician.

This is actually about Vivian.

Dorn wanted to give a gift to Miss Goblin.

Previously, I bought 15 silver n's white silk from the alchemist Favna, and originally intended to give it to Vivian as a gift.

Well, a gift for sex is also a gift...

Nothing wrong.

But later, this gift of interest was worn on Miss Anliata's lap by chance.

After being worn, these stockings naturally couldn't be given to Vivian again.
Chapter completed!