I was raised in the simulator, and I’m really not a bad woman in Ark!

Chapter 145: "Friends for Life" (Additional update for typos)

Arturo thought absent-mindedly, and gradually couldn't help but frowning his handsome eyebrows.

Her intuition has always been good. If she has such an unwanted hunch, then there is a chance that something will happen.

So... would her behavior of meeting the demon king this time and composing music for him be rejected, or would it anger him?

Well, there is indeed a possibility in this regard.

After all, Arturo knew very well what kind of impact and consequences would be caused when he was composing music if there were no restrictions from Ekalos.

She is well aware of the nature of her Originium skills.

Even the closest family members in this world may not be willing to fully share each other's true thoughts and those unthinking and morally restrained desires.

However, Arturo's ability is to guide the truest side out from disguise and the depths of the heart, turning it into the essence floating above the surface and reason.

Therefore, knowing the nature of Arturo's abilities, the girl was not surprised that the Demon King chose to reject Arturo.

After all, there are very few people in this world who are consistent in their inner and outer qualities.

Especially for the so-called kings, prime ministers, presidents, patriarchs, etc. who are representatives of a certain organization, country, or race, disguise and masks have long become an indispensable part of their lives.

The revelation made by Arturo's Originium Art is undoubtedly to tear off the masks on their faces that have become one with their flesh and blood, and show their unbearable nature and ugly desires underneath to everyone.

That is naturally impossible to accept.

And the Demon King... although judging from the few words from the Sarkaz mercenaries and the letter inviting his mother, he seemed to be an exceptionally gentle being.

The title of the so-called Demon King seems to be a title that he has to bear only because of his race.

But... in Arturo's opinion, she is a Sarkaz after all, and a demon king after all.

It was difficult for Arturo to associate words like kindness and gentleness with a man who was called the Demon King and had lived for at least two hundred years.

That's a bit too unrealistic.

Even if we take a step back and say that the other person might be really gentle and kind at first.

But time and this land have always been the best palettes, which will always gradually stain the originally flawless white paper with dirty and messy colors.

This is cruel, but it is also the eternal truth on this earth.

So, the reason why I feel uneasy is probably because of this reason...

In my mind, I found a logically consistent explanation to justify my anxiety.

As Arturo thought about it, he became more and more convinced of what he had come up with. When he looked at the gloomy sky outside the car window, he couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps it was for the Demon King she would meet in the future, perhaps it was for the suffering she had witnessed in Kazdel, or perhaps it was simply so that she could not have close contact with Ikaros without restraint.

In short, Arturo's mood at the moment was as depressing as the gloomy and cloudy sky outside the car window.

Depressed and oppressed, but unable to be released and relieved...

"Arturo, what's wrong with you?"

However, Arturo's abnormality was soon noticed by Ekalos, who was gradually ending his communication with W.

Arturo withdrew his gaze from the sky outside the car window and smiled as if nothing had happened: "I'm fine, Ekalos, I'm just looking at the dark clouds in the sky."

"I don't believe it. Your eyebrows were almost twisted together just now. Are you worried about something? Or are you jealous of Xiao W?"

"...No, I'm not such a petty person that I would be jealous of a child."

"Then you must be worried. Tell me about it. After all, I am your childhood sweetheart and lifelong friend. It is my responsibility to help you solve your problems."

Only then did Arturo realize that he was being tricked by Ekalos.

But under Ikaros' half-smiley gaze, she was forced to nod and admit it under some kind of pressure.

Then, Arturo crossed his legs wrapped in stockings, then supported his elbows on his knees, supported his delicate face with his palms, and leaned forward slightly, as if thinking about what he should say next.

Icarus did not urge Arturo, but chose to lean forward slightly, supporting his chin with one hand, and tilted his head to look at his childhood sweetheart's delicate profile when she was thinking. His light golden eyes were filled with patience and a touch of tenderness that could not be ignored.

W, who was sitting in the front seat, suddenly wanted to record this scene, but after remembering what happened before and Ekalos's teaching, she gave up in disappointment. As she said before, she didn't want to be a bad kid in the eyes of sister Ekalos.

However, after Arturo thought for a while, as the off-road vehicle swayed in the wilderness, after a long time, Arturo looked at Ekalos, who had been looking at her profile and waiting for her answer, with an unchanged expression.

Finally, under the calm gaze of the girl, he was silent for a moment and then gave his answer with some trepidation.

"I said... Actually, I don't have anything on my mind. Do you believe me, Ekaros?"

After some careful inner reflection and self-torture, Arturo found that she seemed to be jealous of W, because other than that, she could not find any other reason for her depressed mood.

But could she possibly admit it?

Obviously, it was impossible. As for the matter of the Demon King, it could only be said that it was something she had in her mind when she was in a bad mood. It was not essentially the reason that caused her bad mood.

So... Arturo now suddenly wants to get away with it instead of answering properly.

He looks just like a gigolo who can't pay his taxes but is caught by his girlfriend buying gals. He is sweating profusely.

"I believe it." Icarus smiled and reached out to grab Arturo's face, then squeezed it hard.

"Hiss~ It hurts, it hurts--"

"It's okay to know it hurts. This is the price you pay for lying to me. If you don't want to tell me, Arturo, I won't force you, but I just don't want you to lie to me."

Giving Arturo a cold look, Ekalos spoke unhappily, but also looking at the red skin on Arturo's face that he had pinched with some heartache, and then said with a little dissatisfaction and apology in his tone,

"So don't do this next time, okay? After all, hurting you, Arturo, is a form of torture for me..."

"So, Icarus, you mean that I can have a next time?" In order to make a joke, Arturo made a rare joke.

Then, the smiling Ekaros pinched her fair face mercilessly again.

"Haha, you still want a next time. It seems that I am usually too gentle to you, Arturo."

The light golden pupils in his slightly narrowed eyes exuded a dangerous cold light, and the gentle smile seemed particularly strange and terrifying against the backdrop of the gradually cooling tone.

Luciana, who was enjoying the melon in the front seat, got scared when she heard this. She dared not to eat the melon quietly anymore. W, who had only seen Ikaros gentle and calm, was also frightened and turned around, not daring to look at the scene in the back seat anymore.

"Uh... well, no... it's not what you think, Ikaros. It's a joke, a joke. I was just joking with you. Don't look at me like that. I'm a little scared..."

Arturo was startled by Icarus' sudden change of expression. Arturo, who rarely saw Icarus like this, was also startled by the sudden change in temperament of this usually gentle girl. He immediately gave in, explained, and begged for forgiveness.

Obviously afraid that Ikaros would really get angry.

But Ekalos remained unmoved and still smiled. He even began to move closer to Arturo and stretched out his white hands covered by his coat, as if he was going to punish Arturo severely.

Arturo was so scared that he closed his eyes, but he did not choose to escape.

She knew that it was her words that were problematic, so Arturo was willing to punish Icarus.

As long as I don't make Ikaros unhappy and affect the relationship between me and Ikaros.

Whatever Icarus did to Arturo was acceptable to the girl herself.

As long as he can make Ekalos happy, Arturo is willing to endure everything, even if it means doing something excessive...

As if he thought of some indescribable taboo knowledge, Arturo, who closed his eyes and waited for the arrival of "judgment", blushed slightly and even rubbed his long legs unconsciously.

It seems very suspicious.

Fortunately, neither Luciana W in the front seat nor Ekalos in the back seat noticed the abnormal details at the moment.

Otherwise, Arturo would probably have experienced the so-called social death.

And…the pain that Arturo expected did not come.

Instead, there was a pair of soft and warm hands gently caressing the smooth top of his head, which gave him a comfortable feeling. Arturo, who had closed his eyes and prepared for the "punishment", was stunned for a moment.

Then when she opened her eyes, she saw Ikaros stroking her head like a kitten with a gentle and helpless smile.

At this moment, Ikaros no longer had the terrifying appearance he had before.

The gentle and beautiful appearance as usual coupled with the gentle and elegant temperament was enough to make people feel like being bathed in spring breeze, able to sweep away all uneasiness and fear, as if the other party's terrible appearance before was just Arturo's illusion.

And the current appearance is the real Ikaros.

No...it should be said that Icarus is like this. She is always a gentle person in nature, but Arturo really let Icarus down this time.

It's all your own fault.

"Ekaros..."

"Huh? What's wrong? Did I touch you and make you uncomfortable?"

The action of stroking Arturo's head paused for a moment, and Ikaros looked at Arturo who was also looking at him, and spoke softly and tenderly.

"No...no, it's just...I'm sorry. I let you down. I actually thought you would 'punish' me. I'm really sorry..."

Arturo, Arturo, you should know your childhood sweetheart, who is so gentle and outstanding as Icarus, better than anyone else. How could you have the nerve to doubt him just now?

Seeing Ekalos being so gentle in front of him, Arturo felt even more guilty. He couldn't help but secretly criticize his previous thoughts in his heart after apologizing in a low voice.

It felt like I was not a Sakota and I would not be able to sleep in the middle of the night, so I had to get up and slap myself.

The guilty feeling coupled with the lost and miserable look directly turned Arturo from an elegant, cool and mysterious man with long black hair into an autistic and gloomy little black cat.

Ekalos, who was standing by, was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing out loud, with tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

"Hahahaha - I thought something happened, he actually showed such a pitiful expression." Listening to Arturo's words and looking at Arturo's lost and guilty expression, Ekalos really couldn't help it. After all, Arturo looked so cute in her eyes.

She really thought that Arturo had encountered some big problem, which was why he looked like that.

But now it seems that Ikaros was just worrying too much.

But Sister Tutu is also cute. She felt guilty because of the misunderstanding, and thus looked pitiful like an abandoned puppy to her childhood sweetheart.

It's really... very foul.

"I forgive you this time, Arturo."

"And... you are really cute right now."

After a slight smile, Ekalos embraced his childhood sweetheart in a big hug without hesitation.

The girl's embrace was warm and her voice was gentle and pleasant.

Actually, Ekalos was a little angry in her heart, but after seeing Arturo like this, she decided not to bother with Arturo about what happened today.

However, having said that, necessary warnings are still necessary.

"But please don't let it happen again. This is the last time. Otherwise, if there is a next time..."

"Hehe, you will suffer the consequences at your own risk, my lovely Arturo, my lifelong friend."

If there is a next time, it will be a month, no, a week, uh... No, half a week,... Forget it, I'll just ignore you for an hour.

He thought silently in his heart, but Ekalos did not specify his punishment. After all, as a deterrent, one hour was not enough.

But Icarus really couldn't keep himself away from Arturo for too long.

That was too much torture for her.

Doing so is not only a punishment for Arturo, but also a punishment and torture for Icarus.

Therefore, it is better to speak out and cause embarrassment to both parties in the future.

Ikaros wanted to leave an unclear "line" there. After all, some things have to be placed somewhere. Isn't it more deterrent if people don't know the specific price?

And I was suddenly hugged by Ekalos, feeling the softness and warmth that buried my entire face in him.

Arturo was stunned for a moment, and then he completely fell under the attack of the girl's body fragrance and words. While subconsciously feeling that Ekalos had grown again, he also blushed and suppressed his accelerated heartbeat in the girl's arms, and gave his response in a muffled voice:

"Yeah... I get it, Ekaros."

"There won't be a next time, I promise..."

After all, they are lifelong friends, and one mistake is enough.

Chapter 146 Theresa: Kal'tsit, the Sarkaz need their own sword

The intimate interactions between young girls are always pleasing to the eye.

Although there were some small misunderstandings and twists and turns at the beginning, under the pure feelings between the girls, those misunderstandings and twists and turns will eventually only turn into nutrients to nourish the seeds of feelings between the two, allowing that naive feeling to grow stronger and healthier with the passage of time.

And one day in the future, as the pure white flowers bloom, they will also bear fruits full of happiness and perfection.