Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Do you want to kiss?
During the days when An You was seriously ill, he spent most of his time at his home in Scotland, because Scotland was the only country that took him in regardless of his identity, or perhaps he was the only one willing to meddle in other people's affairs.
Scotland returned to Tokyo, but he was not idle. The organization found out about it immediately and knew that An You was resting at his home.
Although everyone knew about it, no one thought of making it public.
After all, he had never come back once. Cohen and Chianti, who stayed in the organization, roughly understood the situation and didn't care too much.
Gin, the only person Anyou could consider acquaintance with, was not there, and there was no one to report to. He had brought the person back, and since there was no one to take over, he would take care of it himself.
Fortunately, there was no task issued by the organization for the time being, so Scotland was able to relax and take care of Anyou for a while.
On the contrary, Bourbon, as an intelligence organization member, was called out again not long after he came back to form a task force.
Scotland is a sniper, and he is temporarily useless, so he stays at home.
I went to the organization to take a look in the morning, listened to Chianti complain about being bored, and came back in the afternoon.
After get off work, he can also buy groceries, which allows him to enjoy this rare leisure time.
As soon as he opened the door, he was attacked by a shadow. Scotland recognized it as An You. Holding the vegetable bag in one hand, he put his arm around his waist and accepted his sudden attack.
"What's wrong?"
His voice unconsciously carried a hint of doting, without him even noticing.
"I feel uncomfortable." An You, who was still in the fever period and confused, rubbed his clothes, hesitating for a long time, and couldn't tell the reason.
The Scotchman locked the door with his hand, put one hand around his back, and patted him soothingly, "Wait a moment."
He placed the dishes in the kitchen and closed the door. He didn't need to worry about anyone seeing the scene in his residence. The only problem now was the person in front of him.
Scotland touched his forehead and saw that his temperature was high and his cheeks were red. He didn't think that the other person still had a cold.
This symptom, like falling into a frenzy, has been going on since last night.
However, he needs to know whether An You has self-awareness.
Scotland asked softly, grabbing his shoulders.
"Question, Anyou, do you know who you are now?"
An You shook her head.
"Then do you remember who I am?"
An You shook his head indifferently.
Scotland asked subconsciously, "One more question, how does it feel when you know something is wrong with your body?"
After asking this question, Scotland felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have questioned him. After all, he had just woken up, so it was normal for him not to understand.
An You also shook his head, and Scotland knew that he couldn't ask the answer.
He was like a person in a state of fever and confusion. Although he was still moving, his actions were completely based on instinct.
An You was particularly strange at this time, like some kind of small animal, who liked to sniff around his chest and collar.
Scotland speculated that this might be some kind of disease. Does it only appear after a cold, or is it something else? And this symptom is a bit special, which only makes the other person desire intimacy.
Because before this, An You had never done such intimate things to him.
An You is just the target of the mission. I am responsible for his personal safety and bringing him to the organization safely. That's all.
Scotland sighed helplessly, "So you don't really know what you're doing right now, nor do you know that you're abnormal. You just crave intimacy from the bottom of your heart and need to get closer, right?"
Scotland stroked his cheek, soothing him just like yesterday, stroking his fur like a cat, from his ears to his chin.
"Uh, yeah."
An You seemed to answer. At the same time, because of the comfort, her eyes narrowed, and her cheek kept rubbing against his wrist, sniffing it fiercely.
Scotland froze, and just by touching his face, he couldn't help but touch his lips. His eyes were unconsciously filled with obsession.
"Want to kiss?"
He heard his own slightly hoarse voice, like fine dust, so soft that it was barely audible.
The only time we kissed was when An You attacked us, and it wasn’t a good first experience.
With only a vague understanding of love, An You rashly kissed herself, causing pain at the corners of her lips.
Although I don’t have a very deep memory of it, but seeing the red lips and tongue opening and closing in front of me, I still want to try it.
Want to understand and feel a different touch.
He knew it was his own desire that was causing the problem.
But this time, he chose to be the dominant one, the one in control of the progress, and he kissed her plump lips with delicate kisses as he wished.
"Close your eyes and lean on me."
Scotland pinched his earlobe to remind him, and as he wished, he saw his eyes closed tightly, and his long eyelashes trembling.
An You is smaller than him, and is slender and tall, so he can hold her completely.
Although she usually appeared to be very individualistic and troublesome due to her excessive pampering, she was extremely quiet at this moment, curled up in his arms.
Scotland put his hand around his shoulders, grinding against their slender form.
The sound of water splashing could be heard. In the quiet room, as the sun was setting, there were only two people hugging each other.
In the following time, Scotland thoroughly felt what a sweet burden was, and he simply couldn't live without someone.
Whether Scotland was washing vegetables or preparing to cook, An You was like a human-shaped pendant, sticking to him.
Although Scotland does not object to excessive dependence, progress has indeed been slowed down.
But now he has free time and a stable environment, so he doesn't need to face any tasks.
These days, it's only An You and myself who have been eating. The diet doesn't require anything complicated. An You has just recovered from a serious illness and needs more nutrition, so the task of cooking falls on Scotland.
The fish fillets were sizzling in the pan. Scotland stared at the bottom of the pan, falling into a brief trance.
He relaxed all over, with a person buried in his hood, ironing his back.
Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I felt endless warmth at that moment. When all around me was silent, all my senses shifted to my back.
The hot stove, after rubbing against his hood, slid up his shoulders, soft as a snake, and he could feel his cheek pressed against him.
Scotland took a cherry tomato from the vegetable basket, rinsed it, shook off the water stains, and handed it to Anyou's lips.
"Come on, you can eat this directly."
Lying on his shoulder to rest, An You looked at him curiously again and again, and then turned her face away quietly.
Maybe he wasn't very interested, Scotland thought silently, he didn't seem to know what kind of fruit he liked.
Wait, there are still some cherries in the refrigerator's fresh-keeping layer. Scotland led his people away, like bringing his family with him, took out the fruit box from the refrigerator, picked one and handed it to Anyou.
This time there was no refusal.
It seems that I prefer cherries to cherry tomatoes.
Could it be that he didn't like eating raw vegetables? Scotland suddenly had an idea and fed him another piece of carrot. Sure enough, Anyou quickly turned his head away.
Scotland chuckled and scratched the tip of his nose, "So you don't like vegetables. Sorry, I didn't notice."
After dinner is leisure time, that is, there is no organized attention and no one to disturb you.
Scotland is like finding a quiet place in the turbulent river, without a sound or movement.
There is no need to worry about being exposed or being watched closely. This is just a paradise where he can take a short rest.
Later, Scotland pushed the person into the bedroom and went to clean up the next room and change the wet bedding.
An You was lying on the bed and sleeping.
[Loading interface 99 buzzing...]
Staying in this interface, the connection between consciousness and body was insufficient, resulting in only darkness in An You's vision.
He felt as if he was trapped in a world of pure darkness, with flames burning everywhere.
It burned across his toes and almost swallowed him.
I instinctively wanted to find a place to stay, but every step here seemed like an abyss and I couldn't see clearly under my feet.
I was trapped in the darkness for a long time until I saw a ray of light opening. At the end of the darkness, an ocean appeared, blue with shimmering waves, quiet and silent.
Walking further, he found a man standing on the shore. He was wearing a dark blue coat, with his back to him and not saying a word.
Looking closer, the face appeared to be Scotland.
A voice in his head told him to get closer to him, to be close to him, to hide in his arms.
With flames chasing behind him, An You rushed to the sea without hesitation and stood at the edge of the sea.
Scotland in the dream showed no emotion, just staring at herself. An You walked towards him uncontrollably and threw herself into his arms.
Scotland turned around and hugged him. He smelled the fresh air and the heat disappeared a little, and he felt better.
There is no light in the dark world, only burning flames, and Scotland that occasionally disappears and occasionally appears.
He couldn't remember how much time had passed.
When I woke up, the sleeping beach turned into darkness. I had to wait for a long time for Scotland to appear and the flames would stop burning.
The screen finally loaded, and a red warning popped up, like the overwhelming advertisements on some web pages.
[Be careful, after a series of shocks, your sanity is too low and your mind is in a trance.]
[Warning: Being caught in the rain makes your body more fragile and your health value has dropped to the lowest level. Please seek medical attention immediately.]
[Attention, your fever period is coming, find alpha interaction as soon as possible]
What the hell is going on? The series of warnings left An You stunned. He seemed to have just been offline for a while, so why did this happen?
Is it because his behavior is equivalent to leaving the protagonist in the suburbs to idle, and he will still be attacked by NPCs?
It seems that they were not moved to a safe place.
With a ding sound, when he received all the negative buffs, he heard the prompt sound of loading completion.
An You woke up in a daze, his head still confused about what happened. His memory of last night was vague.
For some unknown reason, he felt irritable as soon as he entered the game.
Not only does the heat make people feel like they are melting, but their hearts and lungs also feel like they are being drilled by thousands of ants.
Unfortunately, I don’t know the root cause and can’t find a solution, I just want to jump up and down.
He was scratching his head and feeling very anxious, just like a hamster digging all over the floor.
Thinking about the reason, it was probably because the previous debuff was not eliminated.
An You, holding her body that was about to fall apart, asked the system, "Is there a problem with your game? Why am I feeling so uncomfortable?"
【Zizizi...because now is a special period.】
[I see, so a cold is also considered a special period?]
[It's not caused by a cold... It's caused by a fever...]
An You rubbed his cheeks. Aren’t these two words similar? A cold causes fever, and a fever definitely brings a cold.
I thought about it for a while, but couldn't come to any conclusion, so I gave up.
This cold mode is really vivid. I didn’t experience the gunfight, but I experienced the cold first.
Just as she sat up, the door was pushed open. An You was startled and was about to cover herself up when she looked down and found herself in pajamas. That was all right.
Scotland stood in front of the door, staring at him for a moment, a little surprised, "Are you awake?"
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