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Although there is one who doesn't strictly belong here, even excluding the one with the bad temper, there are still three born here.
Phyllis is alright, but Aponia and Velvet, who have prophetic abilities... one can only say that Twilight Street is truly a place of outstanding people and resources.
Feeling emotional, Jiang Qiao followed the map given to her by Wilvi and arrived at a hardware store on a corner of Dusk Street.
"You're here."
Upon seeing the familiar surroundings of Twilight Street, Vervi instantly understood, especially after spotting the familiar hardware store, which brought a smile to her face.
"That's great, it's still open."
"You miss it?"
"Yes, back when I was still in Twilight Town, Uncle Smailo often took care of me. My initial engineering education actually came from him."
Although Twilight Street is a harsh environment with treacherous people, there are also a very few incredibly kind-hearted individuals, which is the only thing that makes Wilvi feel attached to this terrible place.
"Didn't you consider coming back to see him later?"
"No, I don't really like this town, and if I come back, I'll just cause him trouble."
As she spoke, Velvi looked somewhat helpless.
The things she did meant she couldn't stay in one place for long, and even just interacting with people would cause them trouble, after all—Vilvie was a wanted criminal in multiple countries.
Especially in the area where Twilight Town is located, the bounty is quite high; you can get money for reporting people.
The residents of Dusk Town, struggling to make ends meet, wouldn't mind taking this reward money.
Although she wasn't afraid of being arrested, she was worried that if nothing happened to her, Uncle Smiley would be bothered, and that would really make her feel bad.
"You can consider coming back to visit after that."
"I have this idea."
Although I don't really like this place, and the country where Twilight Street is located doesn't have the custom of returning to one's roots in China, it is still my birthplace. After leaving the old days, I actually miss this wretched place a bit.
The middle-aged man sitting in front of the hardware store noticed Jiang Qiao's situation and was somewhat surprised when he caught a glimpse of Wilvi's face on the projection communicator:
"You are...Vilvie?"
"Let me talk to him for a bit."
"Okay, I'll leave for a bit, you can talk to him slowly."
"what happened?"
To Vilvie's bewilderment, the pink-haired girl gazed at her lower back, where a crystal flower should have been an ornament, and gave a kind smile:
"Hmm~ I need to go look for the things I lost."
...
—Padre Phyllis, a native of Twilight Town, lived a life of hunger for a long time as a homeless child, so she dreamed of being able to eat her fill and take a nap from a young age. Until one day, she learned the art of stealing from a black cat, and finally ended her days of not knowing where her next meal would come from.
Although she was a thief, Phyllis had her principles. She never stole from poor people like herself, but only targeted the rich in the wealthy areas of Twilight Town and outsiders. Each time she stole, she only kept enough money to eat her fill, and donated the rest to the poor.
This behavior made her quite famous among the lower classes, and she even had the reputation of being a "righteous thief".
Today, Phyllis spotted a target who was clearly a wealthy man.
She's a pink-haired girl who looks like she's from out of town and is obviously rich.
Do you really have to make a move on such a cute girl?
Phyllis hesitated, which was uncharacteristic of hers.
Although she also targets outsiders, she is selective about her targets.
This pink-haired woman seems to be the kind of person who is very nice.
But after a moment, her rumbling stomach made her make a decision.
The process went surprisingly smoothly.
That pink-haired woman had absolutely no sense of caution.
People like that are easy targets on Dusk Street.
Thinking this way, Phyllis felt that with her lesson, that clueless outsider would surely learn his lesson.
As for this crystal flower, consider it tuition!
"I'm rich! I'm rich! Hehehehehehehe"
As she removed her tattered hood, a hint of excitement and exhilaration flickered in the chestnut-haired girl's heterochromatic eyes, which resembled those of a Persian cat.
Although Phyllis had stolen quite a few things in the past, gold and silver jewelry did exist.
She had never seen such a beautiful crystal flower before.
Even though she didn't know the market price of crystals, her intuition told her that if she could sell this thing, even if she only kept enough for food expenses and donated the rest to the poor as usual, it would help many people.
only..
Should we really donate the proceeds from this donation?
Looking at the crystal flower, Phyllis was caught in a dilemma.
If she were to take all the proceeds from selling this item, she probably wouldn't need to work hard for the rest of her life.
We no longer need to live such a life of constant anxiety about finding food—it was alright before, but lately the cat has become a bit fearful.
Because she frequently stole from wealthy people, they had jointly issued a warrant for her arrest. As a result, she was almost caught and shot not long ago.
Fortunately, the coin I always carried with me saved my life.
The crystal flower reflected the heterochromatic eyes, and the chestnut-haired girl bit her lip tightly.
For some reason, a voice inside her seemed to be tempting her—what are you hesitating for? This is something you stole yourself, so what if you don't donate it?
Once you swallow it, you'll never have to live like this again. You'll not only be able to eat your fill and take naps every day, but you can even live a better life.
Don't you want to live a better life?
Everyone else on Twilight Street is like that, so what if you do it too?
No one will ever know about you.
You're just a thief!
Countless voices echoed in her mind, and Phyllis was deeply moved by them, yet also felt...
...It's so noisy.
For no apparent reason, a distant, hazy memory welled up in my mind.
That happened when I was very young, begging for food at the bus station on Dusk Street.
It seems I encountered a little girl, and I deceived her... but that person not only didn't blame me, she even...
It was because of that person that Phyllis did not succumb to this 'hell' like the other residents of Twilight Street.
Even as a thief, one should still maintain a moral compass.
But why did I do all this?
Perhaps it's a sense of peace of mind.
Or perhaps, it's simply because she doesn't want to disappoint the person she can't even remember what they look like.
and so.
That's fine.
My conflicted feelings gradually eased.
A smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of the girl named Phyllis's mouth.
All she wanted was a full meal and a nap.
As for more, that's not what she's after.
As for this crystal flower...
It looks so expensive; perhaps it holds a different meaning for its owner.
Recalling that pink figure, Phyllis made a decision.
She plans to return the crystal flower!
this moment.
A certain shackle on her heart seemed to shatter, and in her ear rang a sweet voice full of praise:
"Well done, Phyllis?"
Chapter 153 Unyielding Spirit: Phyllis
Like a fairy, the pink-clad girl, who had somehow changed back into the half-waisted, heroic outfit specially designed by Eden, gently touched her fair and slender waist, gazing with an incredibly sweet and approving smile at the 'kitten' who had taken her crystal flower ornament.
So beautiful.