You're Lazy, Dracula

After Paqiuli left, Dracula has been lying in the bar built by the Chaldean heroic spirits, blowing the air conditioner, drinking wine, and watching the TV programs on the TV installed in the bar.

"Emigong-kun, please change this program for me."

He took a sip of his wine, yawned and said:

"This show makes me want to sleep so much."

"Uh, okay."

Shirou Emiya, who was in the state of a heroic spirit, was wearing a bartender uniform. Somewhat helplessly, he picked up the remote control in front of the bar, which was only one hand away from Dracula, switched the TV program from fishing to live game commentary, and then asked him:

"Speaking of which, Mr. Dracula, why don't you just stay here and stay with Miss Nero or Miss Joan?"

"It's okay, Nero should be pulling the Roman emperors to show off his singing voice at the moment, and I'll go pick her up later. What about Joan of Arc and Xiao Hei... that little one doesn't seem to like me very much, She was always against me in the past, I might as well just hang around here."

"Mr. Dracula, I know you are very strong, but no matter what, it's better to go out for a walk every once in a while?"

Emiya Shirou said while wiping the wine glass in his hand.

"I know, I know, you have a lot of things to do."

Dracula lay on the table and said lazily:

"By the way, you're working here now? Didn't Xiao Lin go back to Fuyuki City for class? Aren't you going?"

"Do you think I look like a student now?"

Wei Gong replied somewhat helplessly.

Dracula rolled his eyelids and looked at him carefully. This guy has vicissitudes of white hair, bronze skin, and mature pupils. He doesn't look like a student, but rather...

"Like a cowboy."

Dracula replied honestly.

Emiya's eyes became even more painful. Not long ago, when he went back to Fuyuki City to accompany Tohsaka Rin, he was bumped into by a high school classmate from before the collapse of human law. It is now rumored that Miss Tohsaka Rin asked a cowherd to give him After soaking away, Emiya Shiro's head is green.

As both victim and perpetrator, Emiya Shiro didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Uh."

Dracula drank the last bit of wine in his glass, and then said to Emiya Shirou:

"Okay, don't think too much, you don't have any embarrassment here as a bartender...give me another glass of the same one."

When he pushed the wine glass over, the alloy door suddenly opened, and Mordred hurried in from the door.

"Father, something is wrong!"

Dracula turned his head lazily, and saw that the girl was holding a lion doll that came from nowhere, and rushed over from the door anxiously, and then tripped over a doll embedded in the ground. On the iron bench.

"Ouch!"

The brat fell forward, and the lion doll in his hand was also thrown out, and it was about to fall into the bucket next to him.

Dracula quickly summoned the world, caught the brash brat with one hand, and the lion doll she threw out with the other.

"what happened?"

Dracula sighed, and asked Xiao Mo who was pulled up by the world:

"You ruined your father's treasure house again?"

"It's not me!"

Xiao Mo argued:

"I've learned to behave well now, and I won't mess with my father's things anymore!"

The few times this brat came here, he was blocked and beaten by several Arturias here because he could touch her father's things with his hands and feet.Although Mordred is very rebellious and mischievous, she also understands that a father can still make gestures. There are so many of them here, she probably only has to be beaten.

What's more, King Arthur's family education is very strict. Generally speaking, Arturia will not be merciful when beating children. After two or three beatings, Mordred has a long memory and dare not touch her father casually. Those things in the treasury.

But obviously, the bear child's nature is still there, and not moving the things in the treasure house doesn't mean she won't mess with Dai Mao's other things.

For example, the lion doll now.

"I remember this thing is something your father put on the bed, right?"

Dracula held the lion doll and looked at it, then asked:

"If you just threw it into Wei Gongjun's mopping bucket, see if your father will deal with you later. Don't expect me or Nero Joan to help you."

"Uh……"

The dumb hair on Mordred's head straightened for a moment, apparently she only now realized what she was doing just now.After glancing at the bucket next to him with lingering fear, Mordred slapped Dracula, and then continued the previous topic.

"Let's talk about this issue later, Dad, something happened to Paqiuli."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Dracula froze for a moment and asked:

"Paqiuli and those male heroic spirits started a fight?"

"how is this possible."

Mordred replied with a natural face: