Honkai Impact 3rd, but I have too many mods.

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"...Do you really think everyone has any sense of shame?"

"..."

Shibao was sunk again.

Liu Bai sighed: "How should I put it... there are probably at least ten people who would take off their clothes and pounce on me in this situation."

"Huh!?"

"Please stop making that sound like you're discovering something for the first time."

"This is the first time I've discovered it!!"

Shi Bao blushed and retorted.

"Who's interested in your private life... Ah! So, if that's the case..."

Shi Bao suddenly thought of something.

"When I first saw you, were you being tackled by Ye Lan?"

"Congratulations, you answered correctly."

“Really?!”

"I told you not to act like you just found out, okay?"

"Who in their right mind would know about something like that?!"

"Fu Hua's memory can't be so bad that she doesn't even know anything about sex, right?"

"None of my business!"

Shi Bao covered his ears, looking like he didn't want to hear it.

"And another thing! I'm quitting this maid job! Anyway, you're about to start your chaotic life, aren't you!"

Shi Bao is quite clever.

"Okay, okay." Bai nodded repeatedly.

He had wanted to give Shi Bao away for a long time.

Now that Shibao wants to go on its own, that's perfect.

"...Are you very happy?"

"illusion."

"Tch... Whatever! I'll never set foot in this room again!"

After saying this, Shi Bao left the study immediately.

After watching Shi Bao leave, Liu Bai glanced at his computer again.

(So, coming back to that... what do you mean by 'who do you think caused this'? It seems like Estella orchestrated everything, right?)

"Besides... can your family even muster 200 maids? Even if you say you have spare costumes..."

Liu Bai stroked his chin, feeling that something was very wrong with the number.

"So why doesn't Estád also make a maid roster?"

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"I am back!"

"Uncle-Master Fu Shi? Isn't your room next door?"

Lin Chaoyu looked at the maid in uniform who had barged in with surprise.

"Next door? Of course I know it's next door! But what's with the attitude of all of you?"

Shi Bao put his hands on his hips and scanned the people in the room.

...Although I know that Lin Chaoyu, the very approachable senior sister, is very popular, aren't there a bit too many people here today?

From Fu Hua to Li Sushang, it can be said that apart from her... oh, now she's here too.

In other words, everyone from the Taixu Sword Sect is now alive.

"I'm your martial uncle, okay!"

"……Oh."

Cheng Ling Shuang pouted, clearly unconvinced by the "treasure-identifying" act.

"Oh...oh my god."

Shi Bao's lips twitched, but since it was Cheng Ling Shuang who said it, Shi Bao could only hold back for the time being.

So on the other hand...

"Why are you all gathered here? Are you secretly discussing something shady behind my back?"

Shi Bao rested his chin on his hand, looking at the people in front of him with a suspicious expression.

"Strictly speaking, we are discussing matters that do not require your presence, Uncle-Master Fu Shi."

Su Mei took over the conversation.

"...They don't need me to show up? That's even more suspicious."

Although Shi Bao didn't say it directly, anyone could tell that Shi Bao was very dissatisfied with the group's behavior of not including him.

"There's nothing suspicious about it."

Su Mei smiled.

"By the way, Uncle-Master, are you on vacation? Normally, shouldn't you be working as a maid in Mr. Liu Bai's room at this time?"

"I quit."

Shi Bao plopped down on the sofa and crossed his legs.

"That guy is talking complete bullshit!"

"Bullshit?"

The group exchanged glances, clearly intrigued by the topic of identifying treasures.

"What exactly is it?"

Jiang Wanru asked respectfully.

"Um... it's about maids... even I know that having an entire staff of maids is anything but normal!"

"Everyone's a maid...?"

Jiang Wanru... no, the expressions on everyone's faces in Taixu gradually became subtle.

"Just a full staff of maids?"

"Um... what other major renovations are there?"

Shi Bao scratched his head.

"Tell me more?" Cheng Ling Shuang raised an eyebrow.

"That guy wants to turn the whole house into a bedroom."

Shi Bao picked up an apple, wiped it, and started taking a bite.

"And then he lets the maid have sex with him in bed! That's utter nonsense! It's like... well, everyone knows what he's up to!"

"...Working in bed?"

Cheng Ling Shuang seemed to be deep in thought.

Shi Bao continued to complain: "Right, right, it's utterly ridiculous..."

"Seems pretty good."

"...?"

Shi Bao seemed not to recognize Cheng Ling Shuang at all.

Cheng Ling Shuang remained completely unmoved by Yin Ci's words: "Being able to do public relations (on the eighth bed), this is probably the life that many corporate slaves dream of."

"That seems true... Wait, at least it should be my own bed!"

Shi Bao was almost fooled by Cheng Ling Shuang.

What is this guy saying with that blank, expressionless face?!

But after Shi Bao finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that everyone else was looking at him strangely.

"...Hey, what's with that look?"

Shi Bao questioned Fu Hua.

"Means nothing."

Fu Hua looked away, feeling slightly guilty.

"I think Xiaoshi is right, no matter what, it has to be your own bed..."

So... does that mean it's okay as long as you turn someone else's bed into your own, right...?

Everyone except Shi Bao had slightly strange expressions, especially Fu Hua and Lin Chaoyu, who turned their heads away to hide their embarrassment.

"Right, you all think so too, right? So Liu Bai is just talking nonsense!"

Seeing that someone recognized his abilities, Shi Bao became even more enthusiastic.

However, Shibao hasn't forgotten its original question.

"Lu, my dad finished talking about my matter a long time ago, so, you guys are all in this cold room, what do you want to do? U."

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"Well..."

"...You're looking right at me!"

Shi Bao looked at Fu Hua, who dared not look at him at all, and felt a sense of unease.

"Well, we're going to take your measurements," Su Mei explained calmly.

"...Measuring body measurements? For what?"

"Of course, it's for making clothes."

Cheng Ling Shuang's tone was also very natural.

"Uncle-Master, would you like to make one too?"

"Ling Shuang, you do it?"

Although it was Fu Hua's memory, Fu Shi also knew that Cheng Ling Shuang was very skilled at embroidery, which seemed completely out of place with her personality.

In gaming terms, he's a master tailor.

Cheng Ling Shuang neither confirmed nor denied this.

Shi Bao took this as Cheng Ling Shuang's tacit agreement—after all, you can't expect someone like Cheng Ling Shuang, who's too lazy to talk to others and is a fake idiot, to respond to every question.

"Okay, make one for me too!"

"Okay, then come over here and take off your clothes while you're at it."

"Oh...wait a minute, can't I just use my sister's measurements?"

The treasure hunter pointed to Fu Hua.

"That's generally true," Cheng Ling Shuang nodded expressionlessly. "But you've been eating a lot lately, haven't you?"

"Eh?"

Shi Bao suddenly froze.

Have I been eating... a lot lately?

Hmm...it seems there really are quite a few.

"Ling Shuang, what are you talking about? But... well, maybe my sister and I will have slightly different figures."

Shi Bao's tone was awkward.