Double Room

Chen Miemie stood still, thinking.

Right now, he was fully armed and covered in anomalies. Even if the Fat Orange Hotel tore up its rules, let loose, and started attacking, he wouldn't be afraid of ordinary strikes.

By ordinary strikes, he meant petty tricks like a swarm of cats tearing at him or cat-eared girls rushing over to slaughter him.

However, if the hotel really threw away all honor and directly shifted its walls to crush the entire room, he would have nowhere to hide.

As of now, the Fat Orange Hotel hadn't completely resorted to extreme measures.

If Chen Miemie wanted to leave, he could charge out of the hotel. But his purpose for coming here was to find someone; leaving now would mean he came for nothing.

He wouldn't risk his life for Mian Ruyan, but without even a single formal clash, he wasn't about to just turn tail and run.

It was true that Chen Miemie hadn't fully grasped the intelligence on the Fat Orange Hotel. Conversely, did the Fat Orange Hotel truly understand Chen Miemie? It was still uncertain who would emerge victorious.

The receptionist, Miss 87, showed obvious hostility through her tone, her demeanor, and her indulgence of the cat swarm's attacks.

After sorting out his thoughts.

The smile on Chen Miemie's face didn't disappear; instead, it grew even brighter.

He felt as if he had returned to the first time he met Qinghua—his heart filled with three parts uncertainty, three parts tension, three parts excitement, and one part composure.

It wasn't a bad feeling.

"Miss 87, as you said, congratulations on regaining your freedom. But even without the rules of serving guests, the boss should still have the final say here. Since Yarn Ball hasn't made its stance clear, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to attack directly?"

Hearing this, in stark contrast to Chen Miemie's excitement, 87's face darkened.

"Don't mention that damn orange cat to me. Without the rules, who still treats it as the boss?"

Seeing her lose her temper, the think tank on Chen Miemie's body formed a hypothesis.

Qinghua whispered her analysis from Chen Miemie's neck, "It seems that within the anomaly of the Fat Orange Hotel, there are at least two different factions. Yarn Ball and this 87 have a huge disagreement."

Chen Miemie twitched his lips.

What was this? Anomalies were into schizophrenia now?

After venting her emotions a bit, 87 calmed down:

"Chen Miemie, I know you're not simple either. Since you withstood a wave of attacks, I won't make things difficult for you. Leave the hotel, or go back to your own room and stay there for a full day. We won't interfere with each other."

"And by my room, you mean?"

"Room 606."

Chen Miemie sighed. "It seems you lack sincerity. If you truly wanted to coexist peacefully, you should have told me my room is 706."

87's eyes flickered slightly. "You... you knew?"

"Miss 87, I don't think you have any genuine intention of sparing anyone currently in the hotel.

You are a rare anomaly that knows how to lie. Since you told the first lie, there will be a second.

Let me guess, your other lie is that you can completely ignore the hotel rules right now.

In reality, the rules you can defy are limited, and therefore the power you can mobilize against me is also limited. So, you still followed your original plan, trying to get me to stay in the wrong room and break the rules. That way, you could use the full power of the hotel to deal with me."

87 was noncommittal. "Don't forget, I also gave you another path. The main doors aren't closed; you can leave the hotel directly."

"Miss 87, you're not a cat. Since I already knew you changed the room floors and I still came back right on time, you should be able to discern whether I'm willing to leave or not."

"What do you want?" 87 yielded slightly.

"It's not about what I want. I am a friend of Yarn Ball. Since you are at odds with it, if you want me not to help it, you need to offer some chips of your own."

87 glanced at the area around Chen Miemie.

Dozens of kittens had repeatedly missed their target due to being led astray. Because they hadn't given up the attack, fighting again and again despite failing, they were already so exhausted that their four legs were trembling.

"State your purpose for returning to the hotel. As long as it's not too excessive, I can satisfy you."

"Mhm, that's more like it. First, let me see the check-in information for all the guests."

87 instinctively refused. "That's against the rules."

Chen Miemie stared straight at her. "The hotel has no rules now, your words."

87 thought for a moment, then handed a notebook to Chen Miemie.

On the surface, Chen Miemie flipped through it casually and absentmindedly.

The notebook was densely packed with a lot of information. He didn't have the ability to read ten lines at a glance or possess a photographic memory, but the think tank on his body did.

After quickly flipping through it once, Chen Miemie casually tossed the notebook back to 87.

"It doesn't have the information I want. Let's do this: I'll only stay for this Day Without Tomorrow, and we'll mind our own business. Also, when I leave, I want to take a person with me."

"Take who?"

"That's my business. You'll naturally know when I leave."

"Hehe, aren't you afraid that he might already be dead before you can take him away?"

"If that happens, then it's her fate."

"Deal."

"Alright, since we've made peace, I'll go back to my room. Keep the noise down and don't wake me up."

87 didn't reply, watching as Chen Miemie went upstairs.

As Chen Miemie went upstairs, the hotel's main doors slammed shut.

The doors were completely locked dead.

In the corridor.

The voice of Origami rang out.

"Mian Ruyan is staying in Room 404. Also..."

"What's wrong? Why are you hesitating?" Chen Miemie paused slightly in his steps just as he reached the 4th-floor corridor exit.

"Room 404 is a double room, and the check-in records show that it's currently occupied by two people, but I didn't see the other person's name."

"Haha, what is Miss Mian doing in a hotel? I really want to see which handsome guy she's sharing a room with."

At the door of Room 404.

Chen Miemie knocked on the door.

A cautious voice asked from inside, "Who is it?"

Chen Miemie: "Room service."

"I don't need room service."

"Chen Miemie exclusive room service."

"Chen Miemie?!"

The door was thrown open swiftly. A slender hand grabbed Chen Miemie with lightning speed, yanked him into the room, and then slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

The whole process took less than a second.

Chen Miemie: ......

Miss Mian, how are you so skilled at this?

Room 404 wasn't big. It was a standard double room; aside from two beds, two chairs, and a small coffee table, there was only a little space left in the aisle.

Because of this, the second person in the room besides Mian Ruyan was visible at a glance.

It was Mengmeng.

Mengmeng was also a classmate of Chen Miemie's.

Her face carried the same nervousness, and she held a ragdoll in her hands, pointing it at the door like a weapon.

Seeing that it was Chen Miemie who came in, she breathed a slight sigh of relief and lowered the ragdoll a bit.

Chen Miemie didn't see the juicy gossip he had hoped for and was somewhat disappointed. Her roommate was a loli; even if he changed his profession to a tabloid editor, he wouldn't be able to come up with a sensational scandal headline.

"What are you two doing here?" Since they were classmates, he skipped the social greetings entirely.

Mian Ruyan was more familiar with Chen Miemie:

"You actually came. When Uncle Weila said you were staying here, I didn't even believe it."

"Mengmeng and I are good friends. She rarely asks me for help, so I came right away. I never expected that after I arrived, my family would tell me that this hotel is very dangerous and warn me not to leave my room."

Chen Miemie turned to look at the little girl, Mengmeng. "Help with what?"

Mengmeng already knew that the situation in the hotel had changed. She felt a bit guilty, feeling like she had dragged her friend into trouble.

"My [Mengmeng] is friends with an orange cat in the hotel named Yarn Ball. [Mengmeng] told me that today is Yarn Ball's birthday and wanted to give it a gift. She wanted to ask Ruyan to help cook a delicious birthday meal."

Chen Miemie knew that [Mengmeng] was the name of the ragdoll in Mengmeng's hands, and during her time at school, Mian Ruyan's [Mystery] prototype was the ability to make dishes that Anomalies loved to eat.

"So, Mengmeng, you know that Yarn Ball is an Anomaly, and that it would like the food Mian Ruyan cooks?"

Mengmeng and [Mengmeng] both nodded vigorously at the same time.

"I know. I've known Yarn Ball for a long time. It never hid its identity from the very beginning, and it's not dangerous at all."

Hearing this, Chen Miemie's eyes lit up.

"Come, come, be a good girl, Mengmeng. Come tell your Brother Miemie all the specific details about Yarn Ball."