Chapter 98 Rose Send You a Rose
"But he did turn the ball in his hand into an egg just now. I saw it with my own eyes," said Darien.
"Hehe, you should ask him what his job is." The restaurant owner laughed twice, put down the meal and left.
"Don't bother with Corona. He'll laugh at anyone who thinks I'm a juggler, but he's a pretty good coffee maker," the young man said.
"So what was your original job?" Darien was really curious now.
"As for me, I work in a casino, so I have very fast hands," the young man said with a smile.
"Can you replace all the balls with eggs quickly? You have big sleeves and a short cape, so it looks like you can do it." said Darien.
"Shh, shh, if you say any more I'm going to reveal my secret. You haven't tasted the coffee here yet, come and try it, Corona is glaring at us." The young man quickly lowered his head and took a big sip of coffee.
Darien stopped asking and took a sip of coffee from his cup.
The coffee in the cup was sour and bitter, and there was no sugar cube to add. He had no desire to take a second sip.
The eccentric restaurant owner glared at them the moment they put their coffee down, and Darien suspected he would snort at them if there was even a drop of coffee left in the cup.
Seville finished the whole cup of bitter coffee, naturally put the cup next to Darien, and then even more naturally picked up the cup that Darien put down and continued to drink.
The young man sitting opposite them was so busy eating his bread and butter that he didn't notice Mr. Crow's little move at all.
There was no coffee in front of Darien, and he had no bread to eat. He felt so bored that his eyes wandered around.
The inside of the restaurant doesn't look anything special, just old furniture, just like an old restaurant should look.
The magician sitting opposite had a pair of beautiful hands, although now these dexterous and beautiful hands were holding bread dipped in butter.
If the speed is fast enough, coupled with a lot of dexterity, then the trick can indeed become like magic.
The young man finally finished his bread and prepared to leave.
"Nice to meet you. Well, I have to go now. I still have to go to the orphanage to play with the children."
After saying that, he left, leaving Darien and Sevier looking at each other in bewilderment.
"He didn't pay," the restaurant owner added indifferently.
"Sevier, pay the bill." Darien covered his forehead.
Sewell took out his wallet and paid the bill.
Darien felt something was wrong. For some reason, he felt that the young man who had just spoken to them did not look like a magician.
But it's hard to say. Darien has seen many magicians with strange tempers in the past few hundred years, so it's normal for them to like to perform magic tricks.
Darien convinced himself.
"Dear master, do you think he is a real magician? He seems to be just an ordinary person." Seville asked his question.
"Who knows? I think we need to observe it further. In my memory, it is indeed this person," said Darien.
"Did you talk at that time?" Sewell asked again.
"No, but he gave me a candy to comfort me," Darien said.
"Was he still wearing a mask at that time?" Sewell said.
"Yes, the mask seemed to be grown on his face and never fell off." Darien recalled carefully.
"Maybe there's a different person under the mask?" Seville offered his own idea.
"Then we'll have to go and see for ourselves," Darien said.
Finally they decided to follow and see.
The young man didn't walk fast, and they quickly caught up with him shortly after he left the restaurant.
"Why are you following me?" The young man quickly noticed the two of them.
"Because we're going to the orphanage, too." Darien lied seriously. "Since this is the second time we've met, we're friends now, right?"
"Are we friends?" the young man asked. "Okay, okay, my name is Julian, but you must never call me that in front of the children. I need to maintain a sense of mystery."
"What should we call you then?" Darien said.
"Just call me the Great Magician!" said Julian.
"Are you sure you're not a magician?" Darien asked.
"You don't look like a magician," said Sewell.
"You seem to be saying the same answer?" Julian had put on a mask, but one could imagine his depressed face from the sound of his voice.
"So you're not really a magician?" Darien said.
"Of course I'm not. You've figured it out yourself, haven't you? You're so weird. Only children would think I'm an omnipotent magician, and I just make candies out of my pocket," said Julian.
Darien was silent.
He felt that there was no way to get any more information from Julian, so he decided to just wait and see how things developed.
As long as the key is in his hands, everything else can be changed at any time.
The atmosphere was a little dull, but Julian quickly spoke again to ease the mood. He was as lively as his colorful clothes and funny mask, and quickly made the atmosphere lively again.
The three of them walked to the orphanage together, where the children were working in the vegetable garden.
"Magician! It's a magician!" a child shouted.
More children stopped what they were doing and gathered around, scrambling to get to the front.
Little Darien was squeezed to the outside and couldn't get to the front.
The one who led them to work in the vegetable garden was Sister Teresa. She adjusted her headscarf and skirt, then walked over to Julian with a smile and said, "You're here, Mr. Magician."
Julian entertained the children for a while, changed candies and roses for them, and then gave the biggest and most beautiful rose to Mother Teresa.
Mother Teresa took it, smiled and tried to stroke her hair, but she only touched the headscarf.
Darien and Sevier didn't get too close, as they didn't want to disturb Julian's performance.
The performance was over quickly, and it was a little different from what Darien remembered. He remembered that the tricks were wonderful, but he didn't notice that Julian's efforts were all to make Mother Teresa laugh.
Mother Teresa held a rose with a slightly shy smile on her face.
This must be love, this is definitely love, Darien thought to himself.
"Dear master." Sewell touched the back of his hand.
"What's the matter?" Darien turned his head, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a brilliantly blooming rose.
"This is for you. You should also get a beautiful rose." Seville said with a smile.
"Thank you, they are very beautiful. Where did these flowers come from? I didn't see them on the way here." Darien looked carefully at the flowers in his hand. The flowers were bright and the thorns on them had been secretly pulled out.
I don’t know how Seville did it. Didn’t he notice?
"I got it from Julian. I have quick hands," said Sewell.
"I didn't see that," Darien said.
He felt that what Seville said was a little strange, but he didn't know what was strange about it.
It seemed like there was some gnashing of teeth when Julian was mentioned?
Then he understood.
"Come closer," he said to Sewell.
Sewell leaned over as he was told, and Darien kissed one of his cheeks.
"The other side wants it too." Mr. Crow became more and more demanding.
Darien glanced at the rose in his hand and decided to fulfill his little request, so he beckoned him to turn his face to the other side.
Another kiss.
There were not many people here, so it was not easy to be seen. Darien thought about it and kissed her again, this time on the lips.
Mr. Crow, who was becoming more and more greedy, smiled a little lewdly.
Darien pushed him away: "Someone, stop laughing like that, and pay attention."
Seville looked around and said, "No one, you lied to me."
Darien said, "He left and went home. Julian left too, so it's time for us to leave too."
Sewell said, "Are you shy?"
Darien said, "I didn't. Someone really came over."
Julian asked, "Why are you here? Why don't you come with me and play with the children? If you want to adopt a child, you need to get to know them first, right?"
Darien said: "It felt too hasty. How could we adopt a child without bringing some gifts to the children first? So we decided to come back next time."
Julian said, "Okay."
They said goodbye on the spot, and Darien and Sevier returned to their temporary home and began to prepare their plans for tonight.
I have to pretend to be a god again tonight, but I can't turn into a bee. A bee can't take out such a big bottle of potion from its pocket.
So I have to use the invisibility potion tonight. I have to drink the invisibility potion and hide in the prayer room. After giving Ada's mother the potion, I will find a time to sneak out.
Darien decided to give this task to Sevier, who could often move to his side quietly and was very suitable for disappearing in the small prayer room.
As for him, he turned into a little bee and was brought in by Sewell. All he had to do was speak at the right time.
It was a simple and perfect plan.
Time quickly came to that night, Darien lay on Sevier's shoulder, and everything came back to the orphanage again.
The orphanage was still quiet. They chose to come when Mother Ada was inspecting the orphanage, and hid in the prayer room in advance, waiting for Mother Ada to come for the appointment tonight.
Mother Ada came earlier than usual tonight. She walked in with great piety, knelt in front of the statue, and began to pray.
It was pretty much the same thing she said yesterday, and Darien waited patiently for her to finish.
After Ada's mother finished speaking, there was silence in the prayer room for a while. When the atmosphere became calm, Darien spoke again: "My believer, you have come as promised. I will fulfill your wish. Come to me and close your eyes."
Mother Ada did as he said, walked tremblingly to the statue and closed her eyes.
Seville, who was hiding in a small corner of the prayer room, walked over quietly and placed the potion in his pocket in front of the statue.
Done, they can go home.
"Okay, you can open your eyes now. Drink it and your wish will come true," said Darien.
Mother Ada opened her eyes, uncorked the bottle without a doubt and drank the potion in one gulp.
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