"You're a sneaky bitch now that you've become more virtuous...! Anyway, you've come over with Orson without shame! If that's the case, then, next time, no matter what, you have to bring me one...!!"

"Puff, cough, cough!! Yes, can you be an angel!?" "Idiot—don't talk nonsense...!"

Angel Neng's explosive words made Orson almost cough up his tonsils, and Dexas in the driver's seat turned red in an instant and became flustered. It has to be said that Angel Neng's hand "explosively blows the table and talks" is very effective.

It can be seen that the surrounding sisters sneaked away unknowingly while talking and laughing, and only I was left. This "atmosphere that only I can't do it. .

"That...as a Lateran, at least, at least a little more reserved...can be an angel."

Orson complained in a low voice, but Angel Angel is almost in a broken state now.

"Before I was kept in the dark because I was reserved, don't you think, Texas! Can an angel do it!"

"That's why I said it all, it was because I didn't grasp it...!"

"Wow wow wow..."

The two were once again sisters because of their fight for the right to be a spouse. Orson, the person concerned, wished he could get under the chassis of the car to take refuge.I should be under the car, not in the car.

Although Orson also wanted to thank Texas Neng Angel for their help during this time, but if he continued to stay, Orson was a little afraid that the two of them would solve themselves in the car on the spot, so Orson Sen still resolutely declined the invitation of the two to help carry the luggage. He went to the guard room to pick up the key according to the location given in the contract, and went to his new room by the way.

"Door 12, Building 3...is here."

Orson dragged the box with one hand, and carried the steam knight sword wrapped with cloth strips on his back. At the same time, he summoned the rest to carry another box, and arrived at his new house with this delicate gesture.

"Click-"

Orson inserted the key into the door to open the room, and the door next door was turned from the inside almost at the same time.

"Huh, Orson?"

A familiar female voice came from next to his ear, and Orson looked around in surprise, only to see a ghost woman with long dark green hair, two heads taller than him, wearing a tight black shirt and trousers posing to him. waved.

"Eh, Miss Ghost?"

Orson blinked his eyes, he didn't expect to meet a familiar neighbor on the first day he moved into the new room.

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"Ha, so you have been living in Penguin Logistics' office before? This is really interesting. It seems that you have a very unusual relationship with those girls in Penguin Logistics!"

"Well, I have indeed been taken care of by them a lot."

"So why do you want to move out all of a sudden? You've been harassed every day by the angels Texas and the others, so you don't get tired of it?"

Hoshiguma smiled as a joke, but in a sense it was the correct answer.

"My friends are going to live here for a while, so I have to prepare a room for them."

"So that's it, then to celebrate Orson's housewarming, let's drink... Oh yes, you can't touch alcohol, right... It's a pity that no matter what happens to me, a vulgar person like me only knows how to drink to celebrate, Orson Don't laugh at me."

Just as Hoshiguma was about to hit Orson with the can of beer in his hand, he suddenly remembered that the last time he went to the bar with Chen and accidentally knocked Orson down, and ended up fooling Chen and Orson into sleeping together.

Although he was severely scolded by Lao Chen afterwards, Hoshiguma still finds it fun to think about it now.At that time, I still wanted to help my awkward boss move forward on the road of love, but now...

Hoshiguma looked at the young boy who was sitting in front of him at this time, who looked even smaller after comparison, and recalled in his mind the scene of him being rescued by the other party in an unapproved mission, and he was concerned about his injury.

"How could it be, Sister Ghost! I always thought that drinking a little wine is actually very handsome, huh huh—"

"Hahaha, that's it, thank you Orson, I'll get you something to drink."

Hoshiguma ruaed Orson's head again, then got up and went to the kitchen refrigerator to find some non-alcoholic drinks.

"Excuse me, Miss Ghost."

Orson nodded, and then observed Hoshiguma's room while arranging his balled-up hair.

Similar to Chen's room, Hoshiguma also lives alone, and the interior decoration style of the home is relatively simple and simple.

However, unlike Chen Huijie, Orson couldn't see the garbage bags piled up in the corners, the crooked clothes on the hangers, and the coffee table that hadn't been tidied.

As Orson thought before, Hoshiguma, despite his seemingly big and informal character, actually has the delicacy and virtuousness of Tokokudai and Nadeshiko.If the Longmen Guards Bureau is ranked according to the strength of women, Chen estimates that he will only be Xingxiong's younger brother in this life.

And Ao Sen will compete with Wei Wenyue for the ownership of Wei Yanwu (?)

In short, aside from the large and small delicate wine bottle decorations that can be seen everywhere, all the furniture and daily necessities are arranged in an orderly manner, and the arrangement of various small details can also tell that Hoshiguma is from the Eastern Kingdom——

For example, in the center of the living room, there is a writing scroll with four Yan Kingdom/Dong Kingdom characters written [Yelu Death Suffering], and three samurai swords placed below it.

——It's so eye-catching that I can't take my eyes off it at all...

"Woo!?"

"Are you looking at those knives? I begged for them from the market before, and I kept them because the quality was much better than I expected. The first one is called Grinding Knife, and the second one is called Undead Knife , and the third one is called Lockpicking and Zhanyue, here it is.”

"I always feel that it sounds a bit terrible but also very low... Thank you, Sister Gui."

A cold touch came from Orson's face, and Hoshiguma smiled and put a bottle of iced canned drink on Orson's face.Orson took the drink and found the words [Pineapple Beer] written on it.

"Sorry, this is the only thing in the refrigerator that should be non-alcoholic, even though it has the word beer on it."

Hoshiguma rubbed her hair and said with embarrassment, although usually she always looks like a drinker who is bold and carefree, but if she really reveals that she is a wine jar in front of the opposite sex, she will still be more or less embarrassed.

"Let me try first."

After all, it was Hoshiguma who found it for him with good intentions. Orson opened the tab obediently, then carefully stretched out his tongue and gently poked the tip of his tongue towards the canned drink. After confirming that it touched the liquid, he retracted it immediately. , while licking his lips.

——Looks like a kitten drinking water...

Hoshiguma on the side stared at Orson and the drink in a daze.

"Sweet, and really no alcohol, it's delicious!"

After being certified by the alcohol quality inspector, Orson held up the drink and listened to it being delivered to his mouth in small sips.

"It's so cute—ahem, anyway, it's fine if you like Orson. I haven't cleaned up the room here, Orson, if you don't mind... just sit down for me!"

Hoshiguma talked to Orson politely, and then immediately pressed the other's shoulder, forcibly preventing Orson from turning on the housekeeping mode, complaining in his heart whether this guy's girlfriend power is a bit too high.

After stabilizing Orson, the two who unexpectedly became neighbors began to chat.

"In fact, my previous job had nothing to do with the Guards Bureau. I was just a little-known gang thug at the time—haha, that's the thug you think of. But I don't know what happened, and slowly someone Start calling me Miss Ghost."

"I must have been moved by Sister Gui's mind and spirit, right..."

"Hahaha, don't flatter me like that, Orson. We are not guys who can stand on the stage, and any kindness, righteousness and etiquette are just excuses to whitewash violence."

"I finally got my hair done..."

Orson believed that Hoshiguma had a broad mind from the bottom of his heart, but he still couldn't escape being groped by the big green evil ghost.

"But maybe it's because I've been a gang fighter for many years. I've seen quite a few people. And Orson—you always have a vague sense of 'devotion'. What makes you work so hard all the time? What are you working hard for?"

With the energy of drinking and chatting, Hoshiguma raised the question that he was extremely curious about.

"Dedicated to...?"

Hearing Hoshiguma's question, Orson frowned.

"My life... was exchanged by a very powerful and important person. Because of this, I can't waste this life. I have to take over the life passed on to me by that person before I can do something. OK—Sister Ghost?”

Orson answered in this way, and at the same time thought in his heart, whether he has done enough to make the 'doctor' proud?

However, the doctor didn't respond. Instead, a pair of warm palms rested on Orson's hair again.

This time Hoshiguma didn't poke fire at Orson's hair, but just lightly rested on Orson's head and stroked it slowly.

"You are you, Orson. Although I don't know what happened to you, you don't have to live for others."

"...Well, you're right, Sister Ghost."

Orson was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily.

After that, the two talked about the situation of Longmen. Xingxiong said that after the Longmen was blocked, the slums became a little restless, because the slums and smuggling are always inseparable.

As for why retreat?Hoshiguma shrugged, saying that maybe Chief Wei wanted to deal with something.

The conversation with acquaintances and neighbors was temporarily interrupted because of Hoshiguma's urgent mission. After the two greeted each other, Orson returned to his apartment and cleaned the room carefully.

When it was almost 10:30 in the middle of the night, because I had been busy for the past two days, it was rare for me to have a quiet environment. After sending the address to Tallulah Frost Star and the others, Orson quickly entered Dreamland.

It's 12 o'clock in the morning—

"Orson, Orson?"

"Hmm... Tallulah?"

"Beep beep, you made a mistake~"

"What - umh!?"

The whispers in his ears and the weight on his chest woke Orson up from his sleep. He opened his eyes, only to see a familiar man with short blue hair and his iconic little devil smile, although he had a Sakota The halo, but at the same time the girl with Sarkaz horns and tail, just rode on her body.

"Whoever answers wrong will be punished? Open your mouth, Orson~"

"Miss Mostima? Wait, wait a minute...how did you find this place?"

Orson finally saw clearly the true face of the girl who climbed into his bed in the middle of the night, the guardian of the lock and the key, the nagging fallen angel—Mostima, who was riding on his body at this time, with one finger wrapped around her. Putting it into his own mouth, his eyes smiled and pulled out a transparent thread, ready to be sent into Orson's lips.

"Like I said, what is the most important resource for a courier, intelligence?"

"Oh, just, even so—"

"Orson? Hiding the spare key under the flowerpot at the door or something... This kind of thing is only a 40-year-old man-oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

The more familiar and long-lost dragon girl's voice came from the door, along with the scorching flame that seemed to instantly ignite all the oxygen in the room.

"Uh, uh, Tallulah...?"

Orson looked at the leader of the integration movement who opened the door, the heir to the Victorian throne, the daughter of the black snake, and the fighter of the infected—Talulah, showing a somewhat embarrassed expression.

The scene of this encounter is really great.

Orson has already begun to think about which world he will go to for his next reincarnation.

In the small room, scorching flames continued to spread, and the source of all the heat—a dragon girl with short silver-white hair held the big sword at her waist with one hand, and her eyes were fixed on the uninvited guest riding on Orson's body. fallen angel.

"Who are you? Get away from Orson, and I won't give you a second warning."

Although people who have spent a long time with Talula on weekdays know that this girl who looks like an aristocratic officer at first glance is actually not very clever in her head, but at this moment, facing the "emergency" in front of her, Talula La still fully released the great coercion of himself as Drake, the golden dragon eyes stared at Mastema, and the flames and scorching heat behind him gradually formed a hell-like vortex that could melt everything.

"Oh my, it looks like I met a terrible guy, Ms. Drake who is ready to get angry~?"

Although Mostima also showed a surprised expression at Tallulah's sudden disturbance, she quickly got up from Orson's body with an attitude of ease, smiled and took out the silver-white staff and looked at the tower. Lula.

"I've heard your story, Ms. Brave Infected Fighter, but compared to the rumors, is she actually more impulsive and reckless?"

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