“But then again, now that I have a cat, I have to go out and rent a house.”
Roger looked at the Bandit in front of him, and had already imagined the innkeeper driving them and the cat out.
Pets were only one aspect, and on the other hand, although he had brought all the cash he could find at home before going out, it was difficult to support the expenses of staying at the inn every day.
In comparison, renting a house was a more economical choice.
“Come to think of it, Klein has just rented a house, right?”
Roger suddenly had an idea. He took out a crystal pendulum from his bag and wrapped the coin he had obtained from Klein around the other end of the pendulum chain.
Although he could directly use the method of tossing a coin to divine Klein's direction, considering that the coin only had two sides, the efficiency in indicating direction was not as good as the pendulum.
This method was something he learned from the Abraham Family's notes, and it was a shortcut that could eliminate the interference factors of divination.
In this connection, the coin at the top symbolized "premise", while the pendulum below had the symbolic meaning of "result".
In this way, this crystal pendulum had a connection with Klein Moretti on a mystical level.
Although he was not the only person who had held this coin, considering the diviner, that is, Roger's own wishes, this divination result could still point to Klein himself more accurately.
Roger patted his trousers, and Bandit immediately understood and climbed up his trousers on his own.
Out of the inn, the pendulum's pointer swung significantly towards the "West" direction, and Roger did not hesitate, heading west all the way.
In the middle, at two crossroads, he corrected his direction through the pendulum, and finally came to a relatively quiet residential area street.
“Narcissus Street... yes, that's right, this is where the Moretti family lived later.”
Roger glanced at the street sign and nodded secretly.
He walked quickly on Narcissus Street and soon found the "Tingen City Housing Improvement Company".
Pushing the door open, Roger happened to see Klein and another man and woman standing in the company, talking to a middle-aged man in a white shirt and black vest.
Regardless of the fact that the middle-aged man was naturally an employee of the Tingen City Housing Improvement Company, the young man next to Klein looked quite similar to him, but he seemed older and did not have the faint bookishness of Klein.
The girl was around 16 years old, and her eyebrows were also quite similar to the two gentlemen beside her. From her clothes and demeanor, she looked like a thrifty and capable type.
These were Klein's elder brother and younger sister, Benson and Melissa.
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the four of them looked towards the door together, but they saw a young gentleman wearing a wide-brimmed hat, holding a Silver-Inlaid Cane, wearing a brown coat, but with a tabby cat that looked only about 3 months old standing on his shoulder.
The other three were fine, but Klein was obviously stunned when he saw Roger.
“It's my honor to see you here again, handsome and kind sir.”
Roger also pretended to be surprised. He walked forward quickly and shook hands with Klein.
“Klein, it seems you've made a lot of new friends recently.”
Benson watched Klein and Roger exchange greetings with a smile, his tone somewhat pleased.
At this time, his younger brother was gently stroking the Bandit on Roger's body, and he also nodded when he heard this.
“Actually, we've only met once, this is the Tingen City Stray Cat Protection Association's... um...”
Klein then realized that he still didn't know Roger's name, and the latter immediately smiled and added:
“Mettis Bonway.”
Hearing this name, Klein's mouth twitched, but he quickly returned to normal.
“...Um, Mr. Bonway, let me formally introduce myself, I am Klein Moretti. This is my brother Benson and my sister Melissa.”
Last time they met, Klein was still somewhat suspicious of Roger's identity, but now seeing the cat on his shoulder, he was also convinced a lot.
After all, the other party's clothes and conversation were quite decent, not like the kind of cheat he was used to seeing on the lower streets.
In addition, the other party also carried a cat with him and let the cat's claws scratch on a valuable coat. This was a performance that only real cat lovers would have.
“Nice to meet you both.”
Roger greeted Benson and Melissa one after another, and then looked at Klein again.
“Mr. Moretti, are you also here to rent a house?”
“Yes, are you?”
“Yes, the place I live in now is about to expire, and I'm a little tired of that area, I want to try another place.” Roger made up a story.
Seeing that the four of them had finished exchanging greetings, the middle-aged housing agent finally interjected:
“Everyone, my name is Scott, I don't know what kind of house you want?”
“Row house.”
Roger and Benson spoke at the same time, and then smiled at each other.
“Currently, we don't have many whole-rent row houses left, one is at No. 2 Narcissus Street, one is in the North District, and one is in the East District—the weekly rent is 12 to 16 Sol, you can take a look at the specific introduction.”
After saying that, Scott handed two booklets to Benson and Roger respectively.
Roger quickly flipped through the booklet. He knew that Klein's family would choose the house at No. 2 Narcissus Street, and he didn't want to compete with them, so he directly flipped to the house in the North District.
In Tingen City, the Nighthawks, the Mechanical Heart, and the Punishers have their own managed areas, among which the North District, West District, and Golden Phoenix District are all the responsibility of the Nighthawks.
Considering that he had already connected with Klein, if he encountered any tricky problems later, he would also have room for maneuver.
The house in the North District was very close to No. 2 Narcissus Street, and it had a restaurant, a kitchen, a Living Room, and three bedrooms, as well as an Underground Storage Room and two Washrooms.
This house was too large for Roger, who was alone with a cat, and it was completely unnecessary.
He shook his head: “Mr. Scott, I would like to ask if there is a row house that only rents one floor, I can take the second floor or the first floor.”
Considering that he liked cleanliness and needed a quiet environment to engage in "illegal Mysticism activities", Roger didn't want to squeeze with others in a building like Iron Cross Street that was noisy and required sharing a Washroom.
And sharing a row house with others could be considered the best choice.
“Of course, it's a coincidence, there is one here on Narcissus Street.
“1st floor of No. 4 Narcissus Street, with the right to use the Underground Storage Room, you can get it for 7 Sol a week.”
Scott's answer was beyond Roger's expectations.
He originally thought he would have to go to a very far place, but he didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to be neighbors with Klein.
“Could it be the Transmigrator Aggregation Law?”
Roger muttered to himself, and at the same time, he used his fingers to gesture the numbers, making a gesture of calculating.
“1, 2, 3... 7 Sol...”
When he counted to "7", his index finger, middle finger, and thumb of his right hand were pinched together, and then he showed a difficult expression.
Klein's expression was still quite relaxed, but when he inadvertently saw Roger gesturing "7" with his fingers, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he was startled.
The latter, however, ignored these things, and he said to Scott: “It's a little expensive, but in any case, I want to see the house first.”
“No problem.” Scott immediately agreed, and immediately arranged for another employee to take Roger to see the house.
And he himself left the company with the Moretti siblings and headed towards No. 2 Narcissus Street.