The high pressure from his dog-like boss was very effective. As the sun set and the moon rose, Si Yuan bypassed all the guards in the castle and, imitating Romeo's secret rendezvous with Juliet, appeared outside Vili's... window.
They were immediately blocked outside by the barrier.
Her feet were planted on the protruding stone carvings, and her hands were clinging awkwardly to the windowsill. But even so, the moment her eyes met Willy's, Si Yuan had to adjust her angle to show her most perfect smile.
"Young Master".
He sighed, his gaze sweeping over the boy before him with an almost greedy intensity.
"The moon is beautiful tonight."
"You're the same as always—"
"..."
As if he hadn't noticed his current situation, Vili quickly looked away after hearing his words, his delicate face expressionless. He even tried to draw the curtains, but was hurriedly stopped.
"I was just kidding."
Si Yuan put away her cloying smile, gently tapped on the old window frame, and resumed her usual expression.
For some reason, when facing this person, Willy always couldn't control his temper, and his hands would itch... to punch this mask.
I am a proper, delicate magician. This is not good, not good.
Barely managing to convince himself, Vili took a deep breath, knelt on the chair by the window, his round, pink toes slightly curled, and listlessly cupped his face, glancing at Si Yuan with indifference.
"Is your father's funeral over?"
Si Yuan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.
How did you know he had passed away?
"..."
Vili just wanted to say something to annoy the other person... after all, they both knew perfectly well that he was a scumbag father.
All he wanted to do was, in a very rude way, say, "Your father is dead."
...How could he really be dead?
This should be different from the original plot... I always feel that Si Yuan, the host, might not be so easy for the system to manage.
Willie casually returned to the main topic.
"...Have you finished your business? What do you want to see me about?"
Si Yuan didn't mind and continued talking along with the boy.
"These are all trivial matters... Thank you for your concern, young master."
If it weren't for a group of werewolves suddenly appearing on the way to chase him, he would have already returned to the castle to meet the young master.
If things had progressed any faster, he might have brought everyone back to their own world, and then...
Cough cough.
Keeping in mind the constant surveillance of 314, Si Yuan didn't drift off into a daze for too long.
"I came to see you today because it is Halloween, the annual festival for humans. And right now, in the nearest town outside the castle, people are dressing up as all sorts of ghosts and monsters to celebrate the holiday, including even vampires."
"On my way back to the castle from home, I witnessed that magnificent sight with my own eyes..."
As he spoke, Si Yuan pulled out a handful of sparkling candies from his pocket. Their dazzling brilliance was reflected in the boy's eyes through the glass.
"I think you might be interested in this, young master."
He guessed right.
Even setting aside his perverse desire to see Si Yuan make a fool of himself, Willy himself was quite interested in such a lively and special festival.
So he complied with the man's wishes, removed the barrier, and the original obstruction vanished in an instant. He fell into Si Yuan's arms in the wind.
He conjured a tall, black cloak with a high collar, beneath which lay an exquisitely crafted, snow-white lace shirt, the red gem on his chest reflecting the brilliance of his eyes.
Below were dark suit shorts, but the moment his fair and smooth legs sank into Si Yuan's palm, Willie regretted it a little.
You should have chosen long pants...
Whether he sensed what was on his mind or not, Si Yuan was unusually serious for the first time, focusing solely on getting on his way, and even looking straight ahead.
In the end, Willie didn't change his "Halloween costume," which perfectly suited his aesthetic.
Si Yuan moved swiftly, the wind whistling past them, yet Vili could only feel the warm and reassuring embrace. He relaxed, leaning against the man's broad chest, his slightly raised eyes like those of a moonlit elf.
I don't know if there are similar legends here, but if this happened in Si Yuan's world, he would willingly let the "ghost" in his arms drain his life force...
"As a vampire, what am I lacking?"
Unexpectedly, the young master didn't seem to mind this "derogatory" word at all... A hint of surprise flashed in Si Yuan's eyes, but it was quickly concealed.
He openly scrutinized Vili, and after a while, the latter began to grow impatient.
"you……"
“I think,” Si Yuan interrupted him casually, “you’re still missing a touch of blood.”
"And I would be happy to help you."
"After all... this is one of my duties."
"..."
Vili turned his head away and quietly rolled his eyes.
This guy didn't seem nervous at all; he didn't look like a newcomer about to complete an important mission.
Vili couldn't help but be curious about what kind of infinite flow world the other party had mentioned to 314 was, and how it could cultivate someone like Si Yuan.
"arrive."
While he was lost in thought, Si Yuan had carefully put the person down. The two stood at the entrance of the grand event, feeling the strong festive atmosphere even before stepping into the venue.
The red and green lights were mesmerizing, yet they brought a strange sense of excitement and stimulation in addition to causing dizziness.
The cheerful yet slightly eerie electronic melodies rose and fell, interspersed with plaintive classical music, like a distinctive and magical concert.
Amidst the commotion, Willy couldn't hear Si Yuan's voice clearly. He could only put his hands to his mouth and shout:
"What are you dressed up as?"
Si Yuan looked down at his impeccably tailored suit, his long, slender fingers encased in white gloves. Suddenly, he pulled out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his pocket, wiped them with a handkerchief, and then put them on his left eye. A fleeting, purplish-red light flashed across his face.
"Of course I am... the young master's loyal butler."
Is this considered a ghost or monster?
Vili recognized Si Yuan's lip movements and tilted his head.
Before he could comment on it, a surging crowd suddenly appeared, dressed in uniform, wide black robes and wearing pale skull masks, blending seamlessly into the Halloween atmosphere.
The group of people were all very tall, and in an instant they overwhelmed the frail Vili, dragging him along as he stumbled and squeezed into the deserted streets and alleys.
Si Yuan seemed to have anticipated all of this. He adjusted his glasses and walked at a leisurely pace, as if he were covering for the group.
The music and voices gradually faded away. After the boy was forced into a dark corner, he finally came out, and the smile on his lips was exactly the same as when he looked out the window earlier.
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