Guild Boss's Ambition

Ding Dong──

However, my burning gratitude was blocked by Berlane's cold jade feet.

"Don't hug me in armor," she said calmly.

"Yes, I'll go take a shower now, wait for me──"

"Ah."

I smiled and reached out to the iron buckle of the armor. Unlike Raftan's heavy armor, my light armor was very convenient to wear even if I was alone. When I was in the military academy, I was assigned to the land and air light cavalry. Considering the poor carrying capacity of the dragon eagle and the Avisma, we light cavalry could only wear light armor with relatively weaker defense in order to maintain the speed of the mount.

After eight years of training, I have long since become unable to do without light armor and cannot wear heavy armor.

"Sister, the water is hot."

Just after I finished putting on my armor, the attentive Berlane quietly helped me heat up the bath water.

She just quietly helps others like that, and doesn't bother to seek praise and gratitude from others. However, because of her personality of observing more than talking, she is always able to take care of the details of everything, adjust the hot water in the bathtub to my favorite temperature and water level, and put in the nostalgic orange slime floating toy.

Whoever marries her in the future will be happy.

But the only drawback may be that the communication between couples is unusually quiet.

"Whenever I think about the fact that Brannie will get married in the future, I feel a little reluctant..."

"I really want to burn all the men in the world to death──"

"Yeah, yeah, and those shameless sluts."

This November was a severe winter with snow. I had just swam in the bathing pool for a while when the water temperature became uncomfortably cold, forcing me to go to the shore early and put on those thick clothes.

"Oh? You forgot to bring your underwear?"

I looked at the basket with only my nightgown in it gloomily, and walked out of the bathroom, naked, and rushed to the closet to find a change of underwear. Seeing my action, Berlane cast a critical look at me.

"You'll catch a cold."

"I'm sorry, I forgot for a moment~~"

Being scolded, I hastily dressed myself warmly, putting on a woolen coat in addition to my nightgown.

But, Berlane over there still stared at me──

Seeing this, I had no choice but to put on another scarf.

squeak

I had no choice but to dig out another pair of tacky old-lady-style cotton trousers from the bottom of my closet.

Only then did Blanny contentedly move her gaze from me back to the book in her hand. It seemed that she planned to finish reading the remaining paragraph before chatting with me. At this time, we should keep our mouths shut and let her continue to immerse herself in the beautiful words in the book. Otherwise, although she would not feel angry, she would also feel a little uncomfortable.

No one wants to have a fly flying low next door while eating cake──

"strangeness!"

"Why would I compare myself to a fly?"

In the pale yellow light, I lazily lay on the bed, sneaked next to the literary girl's head, smelled the fragrance of shampoo, and rested my head on the same pillow. Then, I followed her line of sight and looked at the old yellowed pages of the book, trying to understand her life and the world in her eyes by reading the same words and sentences...

"The younger sister pushed the older sister down on the grass, savagely spread her legs, and then aggressively kissed her beautiful lips amid the older sister's screams. In the eyes of the ancient snake, the bodies of the two sisters trembled and entangled with primitive and forbidden desires──together!? They caressed each other, calling each other's most private names, as if they wanted to melt each other's past and future into their own bodies──"

After reading just one short chapter, I couldn't help but look away.

"How evil!"

"It's so evil!"

"But the president likes it!"

I coughed lightly and asked in a parent's tone, "Blannie, I want to ask, what book are you reading now?"

"The Records of the Strange Stories of the Great Creation is a strange book."

My sister, Belanie, continued to concentrate on the book, and her tone did not show any awareness of having glanced at a pornographic book.

Seeing how calm she was, I couldn't help but tease her.

I asked her just one question.

"Has ViVi come to see you?"

Just answer it.

The book fell from her hands.

She panicked.

……

……

13. We Are Stubborn (Ehard)

(Mener-Ehard)

"Has ViVi come to see you?"

I asked her this question three seconds ago.

Three seconds later, she stuffed a gift box into my hand.

"This is a gift from Annie."

I didn't even look at the gift box, staring into Branny's eyes and not letting her change the subject.

"Changing the subject, does that mean she really looked for you? Did she do anything bad to you?"

She covered her face with the book, blocking my view, and drifted away.

"My sister is being particularly wordy today."

"So she did something bad to you?"

I stared at the evasive Berlane with a stern and serious look.

She put down half of the book in defeat, revealing a pair of blue eyes, and said, "ViVi has no ill intentions."

Hearing Berlane's protective tone, I couldn't help but feel annoyed. How could a weak woman like her think of facing a lawless, extremely dangerous desperado like Clown alone?

"Sometimes, things that are not malicious can hurt others," I said.

She looked at me calmly for a long time, then she blinked.

"I know, but I believe it."

"Believe in what? Believe that she won't hurt you? Why?"

I couldn't help but laugh at my sister's naivety. She was a peace-loving girl who was always kind in an innocent and scary way. She was the type who would pick up an injured vampire on the street and take him home to raise. Unfortunately, although they were not related by blood, Berlane's personality was as stubborn as their mother's. Facing my displeasure and questioning, she turned her face away indifferently and handed me the next gift box.

"This is a gift from Strom and the others to you."

"I don't think anything good will come of your contact with her."

I threw the gift box into the corner of the bed, feeling very upset.

But Berlani was still stubborn: "I will take care of ViVi's affairs myself."

I felt ridiculous but couldn't laugh: "Can you handle it yourself?"

Blanny put the book under her pillow, straightened her back, and sat up straight, which showed that her attitude was serious and resolute: "We can't shut a clown up with a knife."

I questioned her in return, "You can't stop a clown's knife with your mouth."

"I'm sure she won't hurt me."

"I've already said that, even if I didn't mean any harm—"

She interrupted me and said, "Even if I am hurt by her, I am willing to do it."

Looking at the white-haired girl's icy expression, I didn't want the discussion to turn into a quarrel, and I couldn't think of a better way to say it, so I just kept my anger to myself and sighed, "Ah, my dear Berlane, why are you so disobedient?"

"Please forgive my willfulness."

"Then give me a lap pillow, my dear Belanie."

I sighed helplessly and rested my head on the girl's soft knees. I found the gift box that I had just thrown aside and opened Annie's gift first. It was a hand-carved green bamboo ring with a short message engraved on it: "Fruit needs not only sunshine but also cool nights. Cold rain can make it mature. The cultivation of a person's character requires not only happiness but also trials and difficulties."

I love this quote from Blake, it's so encouraging to people who are at their lowest point.

But I dare not like it too much, it will make me feel like a loser.

Put the Qingzhu ring away safely while I open Gushan’s gift.

"This is……"

"A book of horror stories."

"'Seven Nights of Sister Killing'? Why did she send me such a book? Does Gu Shan have a problem with me?"

"She just gave you something she liked."

"Um, can I give it back?"

"She'll be sad."

"Then why don't we just hide it somewhere? Yes, there are other gifts!"

I frowned and threw the horror novel with the weird cover onto the bookshelf, then stretched my claws to the other beautifully wrapped gift boxes on the bed. Most of them were gifts from employees as tributes, and several were from aunt-like elders such as Vitora and Helena. Of course, Ebisu didn't give me any gift.

BTW,Who fucking care?

What I am concerned about is -

Where is Xiaolan's gift?

I searched the entire bed and cursed, "What a heartless girl! Not only did she elope with the two queens more than once, she even dared to forget my birthday. I am very sure that I told her my birthday date! Woo woo woo - my dear Berlane, you are still the best to me, your sister, unlike that heartless Xiao Lan~"

I rubbed against Branny's white thighs, and she placed a cube on my head.

"Here is Blue's gift."

"Eh, eh, eh? Why did you take it out now, Berlane?"

I held the gift box that fell from above my head in my palm with surprise.

Berlane picked up the book again, lowered her head and began to read: "Nothing, I just wanted to see your reaction, sister."

Want to see my reaction?

I blinked and smiled slyly: "Could it be that you are jealous? Jealous of Xiao Lan?"

Berlane did not respond.

I felt that I had neglected her recently, but I didn't take the initiative to get jealous.

With full of curiosity, I unpacked Xiaolan's gift in front of Berlani: "Let's see what Xiaolan gave me. I have a feeling that this gift must be the most special."

Brannie remained silent, and inside the decorative paper was a navy blue tiger-patterned box.

I flipped half a circle on Berlane's hands and opened the small box.

Inside the box was a small stone and a small note.

I read the note before I gave it to Berlane.

The note read: "The eye of truth tells me that this is just a stone."

"It's a nice gift," said Branny.

It was clearly a calm tone, but I could hear a hint of ridicule in it.

I couldn't help but laugh and scold: "What a lousy gift, not only is it impractical, but it also saves time, effort and time. I think she must have remembered that it was my birthday before she left, so she hastily prepared this gift, right?"

"It was indeed hastily entrusted to me that morning," recalled Berlane.

At this moment, I suddenly thought of a serious question.

"Blanny, you're here, I'm here."

I sat up in shock, held the white-haired girl's shoulders and asked anxiously, "So, where is Lian'er now? Did you forget about her? If she was lost, it would be hard to find her at this late hour!"

"Idiot—"

Dissatisfied, Blanny hit me on the forehead with a book: "Annie is taking care of her, don't worry."

I rubbed my slightly red forehead, and said to Yiren with a silly smile: "I'm sorry, my dear Berlane, I was too busy and neglected you and the child. Please forgive me, sister."