I'm not that kind of orc

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bullock... I lost my temper again, wait a moment, let me prepare myself..." She begged, taking a deep breath, as if trying to calm down her rapid breathing.

"I beg you, stop playing, go back!" I sighed helplessly, "If you come here at this time, it's not a joke!"

Boom, boom, boom — just as I finished speaking, there was a knock on the door behind me.

Arsena and I changed our expressions at the same time.

Then I slapped myself hard on the mouth.

Why the fuck is my mouth so cheap!

Normally, no one visits my place at this time, right?

"What should I do?" Arsena, who was still blushing anxiously, asked me with her lips.

She is disheveled now, and if someone sees her, it is very likely to reveal her true gender.And the other party is outside the house now, even if he climbed the window from the side of such a small house, he would be noticed immediately.

So there is only one choice left.

"Hide it quickly! Quick!" I also anxiously answered in a low voice, and at the same time pointed to the bottom of the bed.

Only then did Arsena come to her senses, and hurriedly grasped the skirt of her shirt and leaned down, hiding under the bed.

After confirming that she was well hidden, I adjusted my expression, turned around and opened the door.

Angelica stood outside the door in a werewolf state.

"Brock, good evening." She raised her paw to greet me.

"Huh? It's you." I didn't know what expression to put on.

If it's her who knows Arsena's secret, there's no need for Arsena to hide it... that's not right either!When she saw Arsena's appearance just now, she might cause some misunderstandings, so it's better to hide it!

Memories of her storming towards me a few hours earlier flashed through my mind.

"What's wrong with me?" She frowned slightly.

"It's nothing! What's the matter with you coming here so late? Did you leave something here this afternoon?" I tried my best to keep my tone calm.

It's only a few hours apart, and the same people are in the same scene. If this is a novel, then the author must have no creativity!

"Isn't the full moon approaching recently? I can't sleep at all, so I want to go hunting at night." Angelica said lightly.

No wonder he appeared in front of the door in this state.

Speaking of which, she used to often go to the woods to vent when the moon was getting full, and it was estimated that she would have to lock herself in the room again on the day of the full moon.

"When I passed by your side, I saw that you were still on with the lights on, so I came to ask if you are interested in coming together...Huh?" She suddenly tightened her brows and her eyes became sharper as she spoke.

"What, what's the matter?" I noticed the change in her expression and swallowed subconsciously.

She didn't answer me, and when I didn't notice, she passed by my side and squeezed into the room.

"Hey, what are you doing!" I panicked.

Angelica who came into the room sniffled, then said solemnly, "It smells like a woman! It's very strong, and it's in this room!"

I was shocked immediately.

"Smells like... Arthena's smell?" she added.

Can the fucking smell it?

Well, it doesn't matter as long as Arthena can hide from being found!

I glance nervously under the bed.

"The smell... came from the bed!" She said and went straight to the bed.

I can't hide it for even a second!

This girl smells too foul.

"Wait--"

Angelica in the werewolf state moved extremely fast, rushing to the bed in a blink of an eye, and I had no time to stop her.

Angelica grabbed the edge of the bed and lifted the whole bed.

But surprisingly, there was no figure of Arsena under the bed—unfortunately, such a miracle did not happen.

As a matter of course, Arsena huddled under the bed, her clothes were disheveled, and she twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment at Angelica: "Good evening, Miss Angelika..."

"..." Angelica remained silent.

Watching this scene, I feel my cold sweat has been breaking out.

After a while, Angelica finally moved.

"I said..." She looked sideways at me, with a cold look between her brows, "Did I disturb the two of you who had an affair at night?"

"No ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Arsena and I yelled in unison.

The Girl and the Unicorn (2)

On the night when autumn is approaching, the wind blowing through the trees already feels a little cool, and the noisy cicadas that hurt the ears a few weeks ago can hardly be heard in the forest.The gibbous moon hanging in the night sky scatters cold light, although not as bright as the full moon, but it is still enough for people to see the road under their feet—the woods tonight are perfect for walking and hunting at night.

...Except that the atmosphere on our side is still a little stiff.

"That...Miss Angelica?" Arsena, who was walking side by side with me on the forest path, changed into a man's outfit suitable for field trips, and cautiously spoke to Angelica who was walking in front of us.

"Dogs and men, don't talk to me." Angelika didn't turn her head, her voice was cold, and her tall werewolf figure seemed to be covered by an invisible barrier, making us dare not approach rashly.

Arsena seemed to be shocked, she shrank her neck and closed her mouth.

"No, the matter has already been explained to you..." I also spoke.

"So? I should have said 'that's how it is' and acted like nothing happened? Why are you hiding if you really have no ghosts?" Angelica still didn't look back.

"That's because we don't know who knocked on the door outside. If someone else saw her, wouldn't her secret be exposed?" I tried my best to explain.

And I didn't expect you to have such a keen sense of smell.

"Hmph! It's the second time today, the second time, do you think you can still fool me?" Angelica said angrily.

"Miss Angelica, it's really not what you think—" Arsena was a little anxious, and she seemed to want to step forward, and I grabbed her by the shoulder in time.

Arsena cast a puzzled look at me.

I shook my head at her and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

It is indeed an uncomfortable thing to be deceived in the dark.

But Angelica, who had listened to the explanation once, did not drive us back who followed her into the woods—in fact, she even waited for Arsena who went back to change clothes, which shows that she still tends to believe us Explained, but not completely, the remaining doubts still made her feel bad, so she made a mess with us.

"Hello." Angelica stopped suddenly.

We also stopped quickly.

"You..." Angelica turned her head slightly and glanced over, her eyes flickering, obviously a little uneasy, "Did you really do nothing?"

"Of course!" I replied loudly, and Arsena on the side also nodded her head.

Angelica did not comment on our response, but just looked at us back and forth, then turned her head back with a soft "hum", and continued to walk forward—although she still looked a little dissatisfied, but the enveloped The feeling of repulsion in her body has visibly faded.

Looking at it like this, it should be... calm down, right?

The invisible stiffness that permeated between us finally dissipated, and Arsena and I both breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Arsena seemed to want to further ease the atmosphere, and started the conversation: "Well, I have heard about night hunting before, but why do you come out at night? When hunting, the field of vision should be very good. Is it important?"

"Don't you know?" I glanced at her, "There are many animals that are completely nocturnal. They will completely hide themselves during the day and will not come out to move around until night. If you come out to hunt at night, although the vision conditions are poor Poor, but there is a chance to catch some prey that cannot be hunted during the day. Of course, as you said, the vision will be affected, and the danger is greater than hunting during the day. Without considerable experience or conditions, it will not work. "

I have also heard from the human travel merchants who purchased fur from our tribe in the past that even professional hunters among humans who specialize in hunting for a living rarely go deep into the wild to hunt at night.Those large carnivorous beasts have better vision at night than any upright walking race, and if they are a little negligent, the hunter may become the prey in turn.

But there is no danger in this night hunting.Warriors and hunters among us orcs all have the physique and fighting skills to fight wild beasts with bare hands. We have never had any scruples about when to go hunting, so night hunting was commonplace for me in the past.As a werewolf, Angelica's existence can be regarded as a beast that surpasses most wild animals.

In addition, there are no large beasts in the woods where Angelica and I often come. Even if they move from the adjacent forest, there is a great possibility that they will be captured by the elves living near the outer edge of the academy. Residents must have witnessed it.

Angelica, who was walking in front, turned into the beast path, and I followed closely behind, staggering the separated tree trunks to make the space narrow.Entering an area completely covered by dense shadows from the trail with mottled tree shadows, the field of vision immediately dimmed, but I quickly adapted to it.

"Eh? Why do you have to go this way?" Arsena, who was a step behind and followed up, questioned.

"Of course you have to find a place where wild animals come and go when hunting. Wild animals in the forest seldom move in open areas." I answered her without looking back, "You haven't hunted before, Your Highness?"

"I did, but they were all in special hunting grounds that were specially designated for stocking prey..."

"That kind of game is just an imitation of hunting. Just going to that kind of place is not really hunting." I became serious.

"That's right!" Angelica reached a tacit agreement with me here, "Don't underestimate the real hunting."

"That's right..." Arsena smiled wryly, "But, if you go this way, let alone looking for wild animals, you won't be able to see the path under your feet, right?"

"Isn't this visible?" I frowned.

"I can see as clearly as in the daytime," Angelica said too.

As a hunting race, we orcs are born with pretty good low-light vision, although it may not be as good as the elves who are born with blessed protection and extraordinary eyesight.

As for Angelica, who is a werewolf, her night vision ability is probably comparable to that of nocturnal beasts.

But it seems that humans have no racial talent in this regard.

"That's it, but I really can't see clearly... ah!" Halfway through speaking, Arsena tripped over a tree root and staggered.

"Are you okay?" I gave her a hand on the shoulder just in time.

"I'm fine...thank you." Arsena stood up, stepped over the protruding tree root cautiously and based on feeling, "Sorry, I insisted on following, but I caused you trouble."

After entering the beast path, the land under her feet suddenly became rough. The ground was full of stones, shrubs, vines and tree roots. It was really difficult for Arsena who couldn't see the way.

"Mr. Bullock, although I'm a little embarrassed, can you please..." She said hesitantly.

"Do you need me to help you go?" I said it for her, "Yes."

"Then I'll trouble you." Arsena smiled and stretched out her hand towards me.

I was about to grab her forearm, but the other "hand" suddenly came across and grabbed Arsena's wrist.

"Eh? This fluffy touch... is Miss Angelica?" Arsena was a little surprised.

I also looked at Angelica who made an unexpected move in surprise.

"I can see the most clearly, and the height difference is more suitable. Let me lead you away." Angelica's voice was indescribably cold, making it hard to refuse.

Um?What happened to this girl suddenly?