Wayne was always fully in favor of the distribution of such welfare benefits, and after the tutoring session, even pulled the senior teacher over.
Verily pouted in dissatisfaction, but didn’t say anything.
Wayne opened the wardrobe, which was packed with two boxes of silk stockings, causing Verily to gape and Chris’s eyes to bulge.
However, why do you have so many women’s products in your closet?
Both of them imagined Wayne wearing silk stockings, a too delightful picture, and laughed out loud.
"Don’t misunderstand, as a designer of silk stockings, I often spot-check the finished products from the factories. It’s an important part of serving customers, and this process can’t be skipped," Wayne explained with a straight face.
The two Magician Girls suddenly understood and praised Wayne’s professionalism; they were the narrow-minded ones a moment ago.
"Verily, this is for you, and Chris, I’m troubling you as well."
Verily took the silk stockings and started changing right there on the edge of the bed, while Chris stood there dumbfounded: "I have to change too?"
"Please do, this is part of the quality inspection. The silk stockings are a gift to you, and I will give you a salary later."
"Alright, alright, it’s all yours, I’ll give you double."
Wayne glanced at Verily who was changing her stockings and then turned expectantly towards Chris: "The maid’s figure at home isn’t suitable, so I can only ask for help from friends like you."
Chris found it hard to refuse and was about to say that she didn’t need the salary when Verily piped up first. To save Verily’s face, Chris also accepted the salary.
With Verily’s clever assistance, Chris became quality inspector number two in a dazed state.
She shyly went back to her room to change into the samples and then, following Wayne’s request, spent several moments in poses that accentuated her figure along with Verily.
A bit embarrassed, but now it was too late to refuse.
Both women were wearing long dresses, and Wayne did not ask them to lift their skirts; it would have been too frightening, and Chris definitely would have run away.
Start slow, and once they got used to it, he could provide them with short skirt samples to pair with the silk stockings.
Five minutes later, Wayne put down his sketchpad, thanked the two models for their gallant legwork, and to show his respect, promised to treat them to a feast the next day.
Under Wayne’s regretful gaze, Verily and Chris left the bedroom, not leaving behind the samples for quality inspection.
Time twisted and turned until it was September 3rd.
Wayne put on Valkyrie armor to practice swordplay in the backyard; suddenly, the Hexagram within him linked up sharply, and he stopped the sword dance immediately, carefully sensing the Hexagram’s change, trying to find a pattern to stabilize it completely.
This time, the balance lasted twelve seconds, and Wayne was completely comfortable for those twelve seconds, until a tickle from his blond hair at the tip of his nose caused a sneeze that interrupted the process.
Valkyrie spoke apologetically, "Wayne, just now..."
"It has nothing to do with you; it just came on suddenly."
Wayne took off his armor and summarized the experience of the Hexagram taking shape in recent days, and drew out a pattern from it.
The less he cared, the more he concentrated on doing other things without paying deliberate attention, the easier it was for the Hexagram to take shape.
"The teacher was right, don’t put too much pressure on yourself, go out more, relax your mood," Wayne muttered to himself, packing the armor into a carrying case, ready to visit Jianhe County first thing the next morning.
A four-hour round trip, leaving in the morning and returning home at night, wouldn’t interfere with the senior’s silk stocking, no, wouldn’t interfere with the senior’s tutoring session.
Wayne’s Pastor certificate had already been issued, with The Church’s special Magic Anti-Counterfeiting Stamp. As a leader neither too great nor too insignificant, he had been away from his post for a long time, and it was time to make an appearance to re-establish his presence.
At the same time, it was an opportunity to relax and witness the local specialties of the university campus.
"No mistake, next time it takes shape, the Hexagram will be stable..."
Wayne looked at his hands; during those twelve seconds, his body had been filled with energy, and The Book of Greed was hungrier than usual.
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