I am the Lucky Cat of an MMORPG

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67. Trivial Matters

The two humans and kitten were comfortably sleeping while Poor_Man stumbled out of Egg_Tart's home with two dark circles under his eyes. He just knew this brat with a big tendency for tunnel vision would be majorly affected by this incident.

Egg_Tart actually told him he wanted to quit his role as a subsidiary Guild Leader. He was so pissed he immediately logged off. He rushed over to Egg_Tart's home in real life and started banging on his door.

After a long, long night of counselling, Egg_Tart finally stopped trying to run away. He decided to review all that happened and present it before the meeting that'll happen in a few days. It would be QiYao's decision whether to sack him or not.

Poor_Man wondered how things were going between Chief and Xiao-Yu. Still, that was a problem for a version of him that wasn't dead tired and in need of immediate sleep. If he'd known how long this journey would be, he wouldn't have tried to be gallant and insist on sleeping in his own home. It wouldn't be his first time staying over at Eggy's place. Ugh.

Life went on as usual. Nothing was really changed by QiYao's and XiaoYu's new relationship status as a couple. XiaoYu stayed on in his guild, partying up and grinding as per normal.

During the day, the two would do their own thing. After dinner, they'd commit the common silly act all couples would do - roam aimlessly. Hand in hand, they would walk through the streets of various cities.

Browsing roadside stalls, discussing about the value of items and equipment materials. Even though QiYao didn't quite understand the equipment healers needed, he had a fabulous almighty assistant in Poor_Man. A simple message can resolve any issues being debated upon.

Therefore, XiaoYu soon had a brand-new set of gear. Decked out from head to toe, he was one of the top healers in his level band now. Of course, these were all bought with his own gold. True, QiYao really wanted to pay for them. However, QiYao knew just how much XiaoYu disliked it.

He'd witnessed it first-hand already. So, QiYao just let XiaoYu did as he pleased. Still, he would be slightly upset about it. He'd then drag XiaoYu into a deserted alley for a fervent session of hugs and kisses. XiaoYu really found it strange. Why would QiYao keep wanting to kiss him whenever he bought something?

About kisses, something must be said. XiaoYu was a little kid new to love. He didn't know what this French kissing thing was. Every time QiYao kissed him, he'd pursed his lips tight. Hence, these two were still at the first "pecking" stage. The other man didn't want to rush XiaoYu either. He wanted to wait until XiaoYu got used to the affectionate gestures between lovers before slowly delving deeper.

If there was something that XiaoYu had definitely gotten used to, it'd be sleeping together. Ever since that Saturday, they'd sleep in the same bed every night.

In just a few days, he could already seek out the most comfortable position in QiYao's embrace and instantly fall asleep. Occasionally, the other man would tease him about it, making XiaoYu hide his flushing face under the blanket. QiYao would let out a laugh and pulled him out and into his embrace once more.

Days went by in gentle warmth. Soon, it was weekend again. Every restaurant, tea shop, cafe and food stall were packed to the brim. When XiaoYu saw how many shops hung out their "full" signs, his mood would dip. They reminded him of his long-forgotten Profession, which was still non-existent. Perhaps the chef was back from his hometown now. Thus, XiaoYu decided to head over to Serica.