Bai Qiuchen sat in front of his computer with a plate of curry rice, watching anime while waiting for a message from the operator.
Not long ago, he had approached the operator using his own name to have Bai Qiu help with promotion.
It was only a dynamic ad, with the house address and photos available for verification at any time, and he had said it was the house he lived in, backed by his instructor status, so it should not be a problem.
He had already prepared himself for total failure.
Even if someone did come, it would probably be a magical girl or someone in the same line of work, right?
After all, it was the house of an instructor like him, and the promotion was done by Bai Qiu, a magical girl.
‘By the way, is this kind of ad really okay?’
‘This is the first time I’ve heard of a streamer doing a real estate agent ad.’
‘Anyway, let’s give it a try first.’
‘It would be best if I could earn some extra income.’
The most important reason Bai Qiuchen chose a dynamic ad was that the money he had on hand could only afford a dynamic ad.
Only when he was investing in a commercial for himself did he realize how much he was worth.
As for why he only had so little money, that had to do with the fact that not long ago he had put two-thirds of his savings into FX, buying in at 569.95 a currency that had been continuously declining.
According to his prediction, buying at this point was definitely the most cost-effective, because as long as there was an upward trend, it would definitely surge big.
When he sold then, he could directly achieve financial freedom and clear the game of life.
He would no longer have to be a magical girl with little pay, lots of work, and the need to watch his behavior and words like an idol.
He could retire and go home, and every day think about what to eat.
Even if it kept falling, it did not matter.
Because he did not think it could get more absurd than 569.95.
If it fell any further, its value would be competing with toilet paper.
Just how ridiculous would it have to be for money to become worth the same as toilet paper?
So, he would win.
With a “ding,” the operator’s message popped up.
[Bai Qiu, there’s a dynamic ad.]
The operator sent over the copy and photos he had prepared.
“Nice!”
Bai Qiuchen snapped his fingers and immediately logged into the Magical Girl Bai Qiu account, copied the content, checked the house images, and clicked publish.
Though this meant other people could no longer casually appear using Bai Qiu’s appearance, after all, no matter how pathetic he was, he could still barely count as a well-known beautiful girl.
There were still dream boys out there… probably.
If it was exposed that she was living with a man, it would probably be more than just an internet firestorm.
But compared to the rent, this inconvenience instantly seemed far less important.
There were a total of seven empty rooms on the first floor and four on the second floor.
However, because the second floor was where he and his sister lived, and also the main activity space for the two of them, he had not put the second floor up for rent.
If there was a chance in the future, he could rent it out then too.
“If only all the tenants could be girls…”
Bai Qiuchen muttered his inner delusion as he put the rest of the curry into his mouth.
At the very moment he swallowed the last bite, the door was suddenly thrown open with a “bang!”
“Are you trying to destroy our two-person world?!”
Bai Qiumu rushed into the room and grabbed her older brother by the collar, glaring at him fiercely.
“W-what is it? Did you see the post I made?”
“Obviously!”
Bai Qiumu held her brother’s head in her hands, forehead against forehead, staring straight into his eyes.
“Brother, are you even awake? What on earth are you thinking? Why are you renting out our house?!”
“It’s just sitting empty anyway, and renting it out can earn a little money.”
“We’re both shut-ins, so it won’t affect our lives. Why not do it?”
Bai Qiuchen did not take it seriously.
“There is an effect! Of course there is an effect!”
“What are you going to do if someone finds out you’re Bai Qiu’s real identity?!”
“I’ll be careful, don’t worry. Good girl.”
Bai Qiuchen patted his sister’s head to soothe her.
This trick had always worked.
Sure enough, Bai Qiumu quieted down in the blink of an eye.
“Mm… no, absolutely not.”
“I definitely can’t rent it out.”
However, this time Bai Qiumu quickly struggled free from her brother’s head-patting attack, her attitude extremely firm.
“Why? What’s bad about something with a hundred benefits and no harm?”
“The harm is huge! You’re always so careless, brother. How am I supposed to feel at ease?”
“It’s fine, just put a hundred thousand hearts at ease.”
Just as the two were pulling and tugging at each other, a new private message popped up—from “Is There a Reason to Love Bai Qiu?”
[I saw the dynamic post about the house rental. Could you tell me the details?]
“It’s my top patron.”
Bai Qiuchen murmured.
Bai Qiumu also leaned in.
“Could it be ill-intentioned? Brother, you need to be careful with this kind of person.”
“Relax, didn’t you see the post?”
“It already said on there that Bai Qiu doesn’t live here, this is the home of a Magic Association instructor.”
Bai Qiuchen chatted idly with his sister while typing his reply.
[No problem. This is a detached villa in the First District of Dust Fate City, four floors total.]
[The first floor is for rent, with seven rooms to choose from.]
[Each has its own bathroom.]
[The kitchen, living room, dining room, and such are shared.]
[Places like the garden are open.]
[The rooftop on the fourth floor has an astronomical telescope for stargazing.]
[When can I move in?]
‘So direct?’
Bai Qiuchen’s brow furrowed slightly.
[Don’t you want to actually take a look before deciding?]
[I trust Bai Qiu.]
“I wouldn’t even dare trust myself that much…”
“I didn’t expect you to actually have such a loyal fan, brother.”
Bai Qiumu stared at the incoming messages.
“There can’t really be some ulterior motive, right?”
“They’re already your top patron. Do they really need to come out and rent a place?”
“And this kind of shared housing, no less.”
“What you said does make some sense.”
“My family probably can’t handle someone with that kind of power anyway.”
“I’ll try to persuade them a bit more.”
[I’d still recommend taking a look in person first.]
[What if it doesn’t meet your expectations?]
[Hmm, that’s true. Then would noon tomorrow be alright?]
“Hiss…”
‘This is way too agreeable.’
‘It feels like they were waiting for me to say that.’
For some reason, Bai Qiuchen had a bad feeling.
But the other party was his top patron, so directly refusing was not really an option either.
And there was an indescribable familiarity to the other person’s choice of words.
[Then let’s say twelve noon. I’ll notify the landlord.]
[Alright, thank you.]
Leaving just those words, the other party went offline.
“Just refuse them directly!”
Bai Qiumu shook her brother back and forth excitedly.
“This is my top patron, how can I refuse?”
If he made his top patron unhappy, and then in the future it got discovered that he was secretly tipping a Vtuber, he might not be able to meet his quota.
When that time came…
Just thinking about what he would go through made Bai Qiuchen shudder.
Just then, four more private messages popped up one after another.
“Oh my~ It’s a rare ad from Bai Qiuqiu~”
Caili lay on the bed, her freshly washed and dried orange-red long hair casually draped over her back.
Her eyes, originally narrowed to slits, reopened.
Her orange eyes looked at the freshly updated post from “Magical Girl Bai Qiu” on the screen.
Her tone was as soft and languid as ever, but there was not a trace of laziness in her gaze.
“Hehehe, Senpai probably still thinks he’s disguised himself well.”
“To be this careless really is unacceptable.”
Alice set down her teacup by the window.
A gentle breeze stirred her incomparable dark-gold long hair.
She opened her heterochromatic eyes—one blue-green, one magenta—and gazed toward the direction of Bai Qiu’s house, a smile rising at the corner of her lips.
“Little Alice~”
Caili bent the light slightly so she could see Alice’s face, more exquisite than a doll’s.
“What is it, Caili-chan?”
Alice turned back to look at her, wearing a gentle smile.
“The number of times Bai Qiuqiu and I have had intimate contact is the highest, you know~”
“So you understand, right?”
“It’s better to withdraw early~”
Alice let out a soft, gentle laugh.
“What a cunning child.”
“But precisely because of that, you’ll cry even harder when you see Senpai and me together.”
“It seems you’ve misunderstood something.”
Caili sat up from the bed, her gaze toward Alice carrying a confidence and provocation she would never normally show.
“Just in case you misunderstand, let me state this upfront: you are the challenger.”
A loli only 141cm tall with blond shoulder-length twin-tails stood on a stool in the kitchen, preparing dinner for her friends.
Zhen Hong stopped the hand that was cutting carrots.
She closed her eyes, folded her hands over her chest, and murmured to herself.
“I can feel everyone’s passion, you know.”
“But I won’t back down either.”
She took off her oversized lab coat, revealing her petite body and a very well-fitted white-gold sailor uniform.
She hugged herself tightly with both hands.
“Everyone is a good child, so good children should act like good children.”
She opened her eyes, and within her red pupils burned a blazing flame.