Pet shop on the second floor.

Dim interior.

Quietly around, from time to time the sounds of elves breathing and the bubbling sounds of murmurs in the bathroom.

Most of the elves sleep well, but some elves are speechless. For example, the snow lion likes to crunch his teeth in his dreams, muttering "delicious"; Shihua sometimes makes nightmares scare, Then I whispered and awakened everyone; Feimas often kicked his legs when he was sleeping, so he could not place movable objects beside it; Richard was the most dangerous, and his **** sometimes urinates during sleep ...

Vladimir slept under Zhang Zi'an's bed. Since it decided to sleep here, it has often been cleaned under the bed, so it is not dirty.

He heard a squeak, knowing that π rolled over slightly, and the hanging rattan chair was shaking slightly.

what time is it?

Although its eyes can be clearly seen in the dim, there is no watch in the room, it does not know the specific time, it can only guess from the middle of the night from the dim glimmering light passing through the curtains, and it should not be far from dawn.

The other elves don't care about time. Anyway, after Zhang Zi wakes up in the morning, they will wake up one after another. If Zhang Zi'an gets up late, they will be happy to sleep for a while.

rustle……

There was a rustling sound of sanitation workers sweeping the street from the window.

Vladimir didn't sleep much last night, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open in the dark—that is, Zhang Zi'an's bedboard. It has a lot of thoughts, always thinking about the way to deal with it, and the specific details.

The cause of it and the stray cats has reached a critical stage, and the direction of each subsequent step will have a profound impact, and it cannot tolerate its meaning.

But it has no object to discuss, everything can only be decided after repeated thinking, and the wrong step may be lost.

It was a slight squeak again.

But this time the sound didn't come from the hanging basket rattan chair, but from Zhang Zi'an's bedboard.

He probably turned over in a dream, pulled out his mobile phone under the pillow, looked at the time, and continued to sleep. After all, it was too early to get up at this time-although he couldn't see his specific actions under the bed, Vladimir Mill could guess roughly.

However, the sheets shook slightly, two legs dropped from the bed, and they fumbled for slippers in the dark.

Ok? Is he getting up to go to the bathroom? There should be only this explanation.

Next he should walk to the bedroom door, then push the door out and go to the toilet next door, because Shihua occupied the bathroom in this bedroom.

Vladimir imagined so, but to his surprise, his legs slipped on the slippers instead of going to the door, but he deliberately walked towards the window.

Didn't you close the window before going to bed last night? No, then it should feel the wind.

What's over the window?

Consecutive guessing mistakes made it a little depressed, so he simply stopped guessing, but picked up a corner of the sheet and looked at the window from the darkness.

There is a desk in front of the window, a laptop is placed on the desk, and beside it is a wicker rattan chair.

Zhang Zi'an in pajamas yawned and gently pulled out of the chair to sit down. The action was very slow to avoid making sounds that would affect the sleep of the elves.

Is it sleepwalking?

These days when Vladimir came to the pet store, I didn't know Zhang Zi'an would sleepwalk, nor did he hear other elves say.

Because Zhang Zi'an really doesn't have a reason to get up so early, even if there is no customer when opening the business, Fina will get angry.

Vladimir stared at him doubtfully and curiously.

Zhang Zi'an opened the lid of the laptop and pressed the power button. A fan screamed slightly in this old computer.

Using the time of starting, he closed his eyes and slaps for dozens of seconds, until the dazzling light hit his eyelids.

Is it ...

Vladimir remembered Richard playing tricks on Zhang Zi'an all the time, was he going to take advantage of the quiet night to browse a mysterious website called "General Rudder"?

Before dawn is the time when people are most drowsy, and using this time to visit the helm is really dedicated ...

However, after Zhang Zi'an lowered the screen brightness, he did not open the browser, but opened the word software-Vladimir knew this icon, because Pi would click the same icon every morning.

Does he want to correct the errors in the novel for π?

"..."

It's not that he looks down on him, but that he has a specialization in the art industry. He sells pets and flickers the customers. It is no longer a matter of arrogance, but purely nothing to do.

If you just modify the typo, why not stay in the day to make it?

What happened unexpectedly happened again. Zhang Zi'an did not open the document that π usually wrote, but created a new blank document.

No way? Is he eager to write a novel?

He stared at the screen for a while and really started typing on the keyboard, but the movement was very light, and there was almost no sound except the slight buzz of the fan ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Vladimir drilled from under the bed come out.

His face reflected the light of the screen, his expression was very focused, he didn't notice its movement.

Yeah ...

Vladimir had something to say to him, and he didn't want the other elves to hear it, so let him take this opportunity.

It wants to tell him that the storm is coming and the change is coming. If you want to weather this unprecedented storm safely, it is better to close the shop and hide in the countryside outside the wilderness. It is too late to accumulate supplies.

Anyway, he has kept it for so long, and it doesn't want to owe him too much favor, so just repay him.

This was one of the issues it was thinking about last night. After making up its mind, it settled a lot.

So it leapt up onto the desk and landed next to the laptop.

Zhang Zi'an was startled, his fingers stopped typing, and the green eyes with gold edges that seemed to be burning with a flame startled him.

When it was clear from the light of the screen that it was Vladimir, he was relieved.

"I woke you up?" He asked, keeping his voice down.

Vladimir shook his head. "I woke up, and no one woke me up."

"Let's go to sleep for a while, it's still early," he said.

Vladimir said nothing, stared at the word document on the screen and asked, "Are you sleepless? Why are you up so early?"

"I didn't have insomnia, I just couldn't sleep, so I got up." Zhang Zi'an laughed.

"Oh, what are you writing? Fiction?" He asked again, seeing that there were already several densely printed small letters in the document.

"Don't make fun, how can I write a novel?"

He laughed at himself, pulled the document to the beginning, and pointed it at the headline to show it.

An initiative calling for the establishment of an effective Small Animal Protection Act.