"Clothes for sale~! Exquisite and fashionable outfits—half price today~!"
With the stall permit he'd worked so hard to obtain in hand, Lin Ze arrived at his designated spot and showed no sign of stage fright, immediately starting to shout.
Sure, the materials were just leaves—
But the finished products were undeniably refined, elegant pieces of clothing.
As for what counted as "fashionable," well, everyone had their own standards.
And by Lin Ze's standards, the outfits he'd made were absolutely fashionable.
Reality proved him right.
He'd barely shouted a few times before customers started coming over.
Liyue Harbor never lacked wealthy people—and Lin Ze was practically making a killing.
Meanwhile, Yelan had just arrived at the scene.
Watching Lin Ze smiling brightly as he ran his stall, business booming, she suddenly felt as though her presence might be… unnecessary.
At least for the moment, Lin Ze didn't seem like he'd be leaving Liyue anytime soon.
Though that wasn't guaranteed.
Some people liked to travel on a whim the moment they had enough Mora.
Activating the diary copy's panel, Yelan walked straight up to Lin Ze. Her gaze lingered on him for two seconds before settling on the displayed clothes.
"Hey there, handsome. These outfits are pretty nice. How much are they?"
They really were well made. Buying a few to keep wouldn't be a bad idea.
At first glance, Lin Ze didn't recognize her. He answered instinctively—then took a closer look and froze.
"Beautiful sister, don't let the stall fool you—these clothes are high-end goods. If you like them, it's two hundred thousand Mora per set. Take them home right away."
[Isn't this… Yelan?]
[I literally just wrote about her in the diary, and she shows up right after?]
[Looks like the diary really is updating in real time…]
[Come on, Miss Yelan. I don't believe you're really here just to buy clothes.]
Oh? He recognized me right away?
He knows more than I expected.
But… so he really can't see this panel?
"Hm. Pretty cheap."
Yelan murmured as she casually began selecting outfits.
"This one. That one. And this one too… mm, let's add this as well."
Mission or no mission, she could multitask. Shopping while working wasn't a bad idea.
"Coming right up~! Beautiful sister, I'll pack them for you. That'll be eight hundred thousand Mora total~!"
[Still pretending!]
[You've got a diary copy and you're acting like you don't?]
[Let's see how long you can keep this up!]
Writing a few more lines into the diary, Lin Ze cheerfully accepted the Mora Yelan handed over.
No matter who you offended, you never offended Mora.
"Mm. The quality's great. Feels nice too—should be comfortable to wear."
Casually touching the fabric, Yelan marveled inwardly that it was made entirely from leaves, while her expression remained perfectly relaxed.
She looked exactly like an ordinary rich woman out shopping.
"Handsome, how long are you planning to keep this stall open? Once I go back and show these off, I might bring a few of my girlfriends over to support your business."
Her words sounded casual—but every sentence was quietly probing Lin Ze's future plans.
"Heh, beautiful sister, listen to that—bringing all this merchandise here wasn't easy, you know. Of course I've gotta sell everything before calling it quits, or I'd be losing money."
Lin Ze laughed as he replied, but there wasn't the slightest hint of amusement in his eyes.
As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on Yelan.
Does she really not see the diary panel… or is she pretending?
Could I have guessed wrong?
Maybe her subordinates followed me simply because I stood out when I exchanged goods for Mora?
Could this all be a misunderstanding—me exposing myself and dragging myself straight into the eye of the storm?
…That was a terrifying thought.
"What's wrong?" Yelan teased.
"Can't take your eyes off me?"
"Am I really that pretty?"
Seeing Lin Ze answer while staring at her with an almost penetrating gaze, Yelan didn't get angry—instead, she leaned into the joke.
Being looked at wouldn't make her lose a piece of flesh.
Besides, her outfit wasn't revealing at all.
If he wanted to look, then let him look. It was proof of her charm.
"Beautiful sister, you're joking. I'm not just unable to look away—my soul's about to be sucked out~"
Having long mastered the art of talking to people and ghosts alike back before transmigrating, Lin Ze decided to push things a little further.
He was going to test Yelan again—using the diary system.
[Still not coming clean? Even a hint would do.]
[Miss Yelan, you wouldn't want me to use you as material and write something indecent, right?]
[Come to think of it… haven't I not written today's novel yet?]
[Why don't I start it right here?]
After indulging himself in the diary, Lin Ze watched Yelan with interest, waiting for her reaction.
"Smooth talker. You really know how to please an older sister."
Yelan chuckled lightly.
"Tonight I'll go show these off. Tomorrow I'll bring my good sisters along to give your business a boost."
Though she spoke as if she were about to leave, she stayed right where she was, eyes drifting back to the clothes—looking like she was about to buy more.
Use me as material for something indecent?
Bold of you.
Go on, then. Write it.
I bet you don't dare.
[Heh. Between the two of us, that's eight hundred schemes altogether. If you won't come clean, then neither will I.]
[I've already exposed myself anyway—what else can I do?]
[I'm just a poor, weak, helpless ordinary person~!]
Unable to read anything from Yelan at all, Lin Ze wisely chose to give up.
Still, he couldn't resist tossing one last "bomb" into the diary.
Yelan's smile remained flawless—but she had to consciously control her facial muscles.
Other diary-copy holders weren't so composed.
Reading the newly updated lines, their lips twitched uncontrollably.
An "ordinary person" who calls himself invincible and wields the Black Flag?
You've got some nerve!
This kid's heart is filthy—he even tried to provoke Yelan through the diary!
"Eight hundred schemes between the two of them"… that's actually a great line.
Yelan, what are you doing?! Come clean already! Negotiate! Watching this is making me anxious!
"That's really kind of you, beautiful sister. You're actually a really nice person~!"
"Not only are you gorgeous with a great figure, but you've got such a kind heart too."
"I don't even know which lucky guy in the future will be blessed enough to marry you. Just thinking about it makes me jealous!"
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