Chapter 15 Chapter 15 I like the good smell of Scotland...
The old woman led them to three rooms.
After Scotland made sure the old man was ahead of them and could no longer hear him, he pinched Anyou's cheek before letting go as a warning: "Watch your words. Don't call others witches."
An You raised her head: "Why?"
Scotland patiently explained, "Because we're living under someone else's roof now, it wouldn't be nice if someone heard us. Anyway, we can't just randomly call each other that nickname anymore."
An You blinked, as if she understood, but also as if she didn't understand at all.
"Why do we have to enter this tree trunk grandmother's house?"
Scotland covered his mouth again. He had just said, "Don't call me that title," and he thought of a new one in the blink of an eye.
He was talking nonsense and making outrageous remarks while I was trying my best to stop him from behind.
Most of the time I am still one step behind others, which is really tiring.
"This title is not acceptable, nor are any other. In short, it is wrong to give her a nickname. Just call her mother-in-law."
Scotland's expression was really serious and earnest. Even though An You didn't know why he reacted so strongly, she still nodded in agreement.
The old woman brought out some cakes and tea from the restaurant as a treat.
"I don't have anything special to offer you. These are all I have. Eat some to fill your stomachs first."
"Ah, thank you very much."
Bourbon sat down first, and Anyou grabbed the corner of Scotland's clothes.
Bourbon didn't let him get close to anyone, but he always felt that this villa was creepy and had a strange atmosphere.
Especially the witch-like old woman, who made him feel terrified and uneasy. He always felt that she was a man-eating monster.
Since Bourbon wouldn't go with him, he'd pull in Scotland, who were less likely to reject him.
Anyway, as long as you are thick-skinned enough, there is no need to worry.
The old woman finally remembered something important: "You didn't meet any families when you came down from the mountain, did you?"
Bourbon smiled, "No, there were only three of us, and we unfortunately had some anchoring problems."
"Haha, the mountain road is rugged and there's nothing we can do about the car breaking down. Luckily you found me here."
As the two talked, An You tugged at Scotland's sleeve, motioning him to look at the entrance to the dark room.
In the warm light and shadow, it seems like someone is whispering there.
Judging from their figures, the two people were very close to each other, completely beyond the safe distance for normal people.
I just don't know what to do or what to say.
Scotland's eyesight seemed to be better, and his expression changed subtly when he saw the actions of the figure next to him.
He covered Anyou's eyes and whispered, "Don't look around."
The warm palm covered his eyes, and An You seemed to smell the fragrance from his palm again in the sealed space.
It was a slightly salty and moist scent that was refreshing and pleasant to the touch.
Like the sea, which is rich in emotions, silent, gentle and inclusive.
The deep blue sea wrapped around his body, the waves soaked his clothes, and in an instant his breathing became smooth.
An You was still wondering why these smells appeared and disappeared.
It's like winning a prize. When he can touch it or even smell it depends entirely on his luck.
An You quickly found a reason, it must be a bug caused by the game update.
But I don’t know why, even though I know it’s a simulated smell, the smell is really intoxicating.
It's even a physiological liking, a completely irresistible fragrance. Is this the perspective of catnip? It smells so good.
An You rubbed his palm again and again, the dry and soft palm with the aroma of sea salt.
His mind was full of catnip. He loved it, it smelled good, and he was addicted. Momomomo. The closer he got, the less fearful he felt.
Naturally, he didn't notice Scotland's stiff body, nor did he notice the confusion in the young man's eyes.
Halfway through the rubbing, the large palm withdrew. An You was stunned for a moment. In front of him were bright lights and a gorgeous villa. His ocean suddenly disappeared.
An You looked towards Scotland. The young man with cat eyes was sitting upright, his eyes completely focused on the conversation between Bourbon and the old woman, as if he had never been dissatisfied.
Anyou wanted to talk to him, but Scotland patted his arm and asked him to be quiet.
At this time, two people walked out of a dark room, a man and a woman. The man was wearing a well-tailored suit and the woman was wearing a goose yellow kimono.
Both of them looked to be in their thirties, still young and capable. They were a little flustered when they saw the people in the restaurant.
It was the young man in the suit who walked over first, ignoring the people in the living room and walking into the dining room.
Bourbon asked, "Who are these two?"
An imperceptible emotion flashed across the old woman's eyes: "They are my children, Ono Akiko and Ono Koichi."
"So they're not a couple, but siblings. Seeing how they interact, I thought orthopedics was a thing in her family. Haha."
An You wanted to express his emotion, but he found that a pair of hands attacked him again, covering most of his face and not giving him a chance to speak.
An You wondered how Scotland could seal the bottle so accurately.
However, the two people did not hear it and seemed to have no intention of greeting them. They just glanced at them lightly and sat back at the edge of the table, talking in whispers as if no one was around.
The old woman turned around and explained: "Don't pay too much attention to them, they are just like that."
Bourbon politely replied, "It's okay. It's not easy for you to raise a pair of children. They seem to be the elite of society."
The system text at this time notes: [A subtle hint of indifference flashed across the old woman's eyes.]
[But she didn't show it, she was brewing a terrible purpose.]
The font that appeared on the screen scared An You, but the others did not move, as if they did not see the bold red font at all.
An You quickly realized that it was natural not to know. This hint was a display of the game script, and most people would not know the truth.
That's no problem.
An You drank the black tea on the table. After the two finished their conversation, it started to rain harder outside.
The whistling, cold raindrops carried a chill, and the sound of wind and rain was particularly strong, knocking against the window.
A loud thunder struck, and the sound suddenly rang in everyone's ears.
Suddenly, everything in front of them was plunged into darkness, and the darkness instantly enveloped everyone.
Screams were heard from the dining table, and several people panicked.
Darkness also symbolizes the unknown. Frightened by the pitch-black situation, An You didn't know where he hid. He only remembered hiding in a slightly warmer place.
Amidst the chaos, he heard shallow breathing beside his ear, and a Scottish voice, "Don't be nervous, it's just a power outage."
The crackling sound of rain was hitting the window.
Not long after, the vision finally returned to normal, and under the dim candlelight was an old face.
The old woman got a candle from somewhere, and the warm candlelight briefly illuminated the place.
The old woman's hawk-like gaze swept over the people present and comforted them, "It's getting late, you should all go to bed early. Here are some candles, share them among you."
An You raised her head and found herself in Scotland's arms.
Scotland looked down at him, and Anyou also looked up at him. He actually saw doubt in the other's eyes.
After looking at each other in bewilderment, An You shook his arm: "I don't dare to go back alone, please take me back."
The young man lowered his eyes and looked at him, his expression was indescribably calm, but An You still noticed a subtle difference.
His throat moved slightly, and he seemed to hesitate for a moment: "Okay."
Scotland took an oil lamp and sent Anyou back to the room to rest first.
The three of them had their own rooms to stay in temporarily, and An You's room was at the end of the corridor.
The corridor was pitch black, and the carpet beneath my feet was crimson, red like dried blood.
Scotland looked around the gold painted room, checking his surroundings. Nothing was missing, and there were no hidden dangers.
An You didn't check at all, and fell asleep on the bed, ready to rest. Scotland left the candle on the table.
"You don't need candles?"
"I don't need it. I'm not afraid of the dark, but you are. I'll give you the light source."
"Thank you." An You took off her coat and got into the soft bed.
Scotland sat at the head of the bed, staring at An You. After looking at each other for a while, An You pulled out a book from somewhere.
"Let me read to you. Maybe I'll get sleepy after reading for a while."
"..." So reading to him was just a side job. Scotland was silent.
“Question: I caught a cicada and put it in my mouth. Guess what it turned into.”
Scotland didn't expect there would be a question-and-answer session and responded honestly: "I don't know."
"It's become a catchphrase, hahaha..."
"I accidentally stepped on a nail while walking and went to the hospital for a tetanus shot. Then I stepped on a nail again that afternoon. I asked the doctor if I needed another shot. The doctor said: If you have the money, you should get an eye exam."
An You rolled around on the bed in joy, pounding the bed while laughing.
After a while, Scotland regretted his decision because he just read a line of words in the book and started laughing.
He even laughed crazier and crazier, almost fainting from laughter.
If he continues like this, he will not be able to sleep, but will become more and more energetic. And it will also cause dissatisfaction among the host family.
Sure enough, there was a knock on the door and the old woman's hoarse voice sounded outside the room.
Scotland didn't want to interact with others most of the time. Her aura gave people a cold feeling that followed them everywhere.
And that aura was also very familiar, the aura that permeated the entire Black Organization, shrewd, cold, and murderous.
Although I don't know that An You, who is supposed to be a villain, does not have this kind of temperament, he gives people the feeling of being inexperienced, innocent, and sincere with a childishness. He expresses every emotion without hesitation, and at most he feels like flipping the table. He often makes people headache and helpless.
The old woman asked, "Young man, why are you making so much noise? What happened?"
Scotland leaned over, covered Anyou's laughing mouth, and made a hushing gesture with his other hand, as if this was the only way to stop him.
While making sure Anyou's voice had died down, Scotland replied, "Ah, sorry, it's nothing. We'll rest soon. We won't make any more noise to disturb you."
"Okay, it's thundering and raining outside, and the circuit breaker is broken again. It's better to go to bed early."
As he spoke, the footsteps of the person outside the door gradually faded away, and Scotland let go.
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