About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"I simply sensed what these people most desire and lack in their hearts, and expressed it in slightly inflammatory terms—you're vomiting blood, Orson!"

Black Snake's confident explanation was interrupted by the image of Orson coughing up blood from his mouth.

The pure white dress was stained with shocking scarlet, and the picture somehow had a terrifying beauty.

"Haa ...

"Rhodes Island actually manufactures pharmaceuticals?"

Black Snake asked in disbelief.

"...It's easier to accept than the fact that you're actually a woman."

Orson complained softly, and then even the remaining strength to stimulate his soul music to maintain consciousness completely disappeared, and he fell into a complete coma.

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"Orson, it's time to eat!"

"Wow..."

"Why do you have that expression like 'Wu Dalang, knowing his fate, looks at Pan Jinlian approaching with a small bowl'? Is my cooking really that bad?!"

"So, Doctor, I don't understand your metaphor at all, and—"

In the haze, Orson found himself in a small wooden house, with pure white outside the window that stretched as far as the eye could see.

This is the northern border, the most marginal activity area of Ursus. Further north is a restricted area where humans cannot survive.

But the North is not a suitable environment for survival. It is covered with ice and snow all year round, and the so-called "four seasons" do not exist here.

The warmth of the fire dispelled the biting cold, but in the North, the word "warmth" was almost a dream that could never be reached.

"And chopping everything into pieces and throwing it into the pot is really different from cooking..."

Orson frowned and grumbled quietly as he looked at the cauldron brought over by the woman called 'Doctor'.

"You don't understand, Orson. Both cooking and scientific research require 'controlling variables'. What if the shape of the food doesn't affect its delicious taste? It's unpalatable! I didn't expect it to be very delicious, but it's so unpalatable! This is too unscientific!"

"..."

Orson looked in silence at the woman with long brown hair, who usually seemed a little out of touch, and then she started to complain loudly.

"This can be considered a reward... Anyway, I won't cook anymore. The next cold snap is coming soon, and I can't waste food—Haha, why does it taste so bad? Meituan, Meituan, please help!"

The doctor complained angrily while stuffing lumps of potatoes, carrots and unknown meat into his mouth.

This strange girl who calls herself "Doctor" has been in this village for several months. Although Orson still knows nothing about her identity, he thinks this kind of life is not bad.

After dinner, Orson cleared the table while the doctor fiddled with a strange object that looked a bit like a glowing Rubik's Cube.

"Can you hold on for a while, huh? At this point, it's impossible to go back in this body, right? Kal'tsit, you stupid cat, don't push yourself too hard."

"PhD?"

Orson vaguely heard the Doctor mumbling to himself and turned around to ask him.

"Nothing, nothing, I just suddenly thought - Orson, I hope you never grow taller."

"Eh?"

"There are fewer and fewer good kids like you who are so sensible and never complain, and shotas themselves are a scarce resource with a limited shelf life. So, could you please humble yourself a little and satisfy my quirk... ahem, fulfill my little wish?"

"So I have no idea what you're talking about... and height, obviously, increases with age."

"Oh, how boring."

The doctor suddenly seemed deflated and lay lazily on the table, groaning.

"By the way, Orson, you once told me that you hope to be someone who can help others escape suffering, right?"

The Doctor thought of something and looked up to ask Orson.

"Well, I was born on the edge of Ursus in the northern borderlands, so I understand the difficulty of survival. But even so, there must be people whose situations are more difficult than ours. I hope to help such people. But first, we must head to the southern cities, right... Doctor?"

Orson rubbed his soft bear ears a little embarrassedly, and then he found that the "Doctor" who had been so indifferent just now was looking at him, and his eyes became serious and sad.

"If you want to be that kind of person—you have to give up something to achieve it. I don't want you to go down that path, Orson. You don't have to carry those things."

"PhD……?"

Orson couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence. He wanted to get closer to the doctor, but for some reason, everything around him was moving away at a rapid speed.

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“…Ahem!!”

"Orson!"

Accompanied by a violent cough, Orson woke up from the darkness again.

He looked around. This was where the car was parked before. The medicine box with the Rhodes Island logo printed on it was opened in the trunk, and Tallulah was kneeling beside Orson, her eyes full of worry and happiness.

"Black Snake... No, is it Tallulah?"

Orson looked at Tallulah in front of him and recognized that she was no longer the Black Snake, but had turned back into the girl he cared about most.

Orson rubbed his head and got up from the ground. Although his arm was still burning and stinging, the pain from the toxin burning his internal organs had dissipated.

——From today on, I am the most filial son in Rhodes Island, and Rhodes Island’s pharmaceutical technology is the best in the world!

Orson sighed in his heart, and then noticed that Tallulah was looking at him worriedly while clicking the camera in her hand.

“Stop filming!?”

Orson's face flushed red as he covered his chest with his hands, then he thought about it and felt something was wrong so he covered his head instead.

"It's okay, Orson. I understand your difficulties. Let me wipe the blood from my nose first."

Tallulah said seriously that it was no problem and took out a tissue to wipe her nose.

"So let me take a few more pictures—you're running so fast!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Orson let out an indescribable Durin scream, hugged his head and ran to the trash can in the nearby alley, jumped high and dived into it, while at the same time tightly wrapped the box with a rest, entering a super autistic mode.

[Are you going too far, my daughter?]

"You have no right to say that... Ugh, how did they take this picture? It's so indecent! I have to collect it! I have to collect it!"

While arguing with the Black Snake in her consciousness, Tallulah covered her nose and browsed the photos that Black Snake had secretly taken when he was fighting the enemy together with the 'mysterious blonde maid'.

The composition and angles of several photos, including the expression of the "blonde maid" in the photos, if bound into a photo album and sold, it would probably cover Rhodes Island's deficit for half a month.

The only pity is that Tallulah didn't secretly take a few pictures of Orson's sleeping face when he was unconscious. However, at that time, her mind was full of praying that Orson would wake up soon, so she had no energy to take pictures of him in women's clothing.

So you really just want me and Orson to 'get along' today?

The phantom of the Black Snake appeared beside Tallulah, asking her what she was thinking today.

"It's a little awkward to be like me... I want you to feel from your own perspective that this world isn't just filled with hopeless people; there are also people like Orson."

Tallulah looked at the Black Snake and spoke calmly.

"Of course—I also want to show you how good the man I like is."

Tallulah tilted her head, her expression a little shy and a little proud.

"Then I must say—your calculations were quite successful, my daughter."

Black Snake was stunned for a moment, then smiled meaningfully.

Afterwards, a snake and a dragon stood in front of the box wrapped in rests, thinking about how to coax Orson out.

73. What bad intentions can a little cat have?

"Orson! Where on earth did you go yesterday? You didn't come back all night, and when I called you, you just said a few random words to me. Could it be that you went to the Candle Knight to apply for a male companion...?"

In the kitchen of Linguang Mansion, Maria stared at Orson who was taking off his apron while putting egg toast into her mouth.

"Why would I apply for a job like that... and I only got back at midnight yesterday."

Orson, who volunteered to work as a maid yesterday, responded with a wry smile.

"It's pretty much the same, so where did you go yesterday, Orson?"

"I went to the Integration Movement. There's something urgent that I need to take care of. (Referring to the matter of my father-in-law becoming my mother-in-law, and possibly even my wife... Ugh. Ugh.)"

"Reunion...it's related to Casimir's current situation. It's a very important matter, right?"

Maria stared at Orson, as if trying to see through him to see if he was lying.

Of course, the actual situation was simply that Maria had just woken up and could hardly open her eyes.

After all, this pony, who hasn't even fully adapted to the feeling of "love", has no concept of so-called "party struggle" at all.

But she would soon learn this lesson.

"Speaking of the Reunion... By the way, Orson, do you remember that cute and handsome maid I told you about before? She showed up again yesterday! And when many unidentified assassins were chasing Miss Tallulah, she suddenly appeared and stopped them!"

“Pfft, cough, cough… Ah, I, of course I know. Tallulah told me yesterday that I should really thank that maid, right… Ahahaha.”

Orson nearly spit out the coffee he had just drunk.

"Here's the video. As expected, the maid is really cool! But the way she got hurt afterwards was also very heartbreaking..."

Maria excitedly clicked on the video on her mobile phone app, and the content on it was the video of the "maid lady" appearing to stop the killers and fighting side by side with Black Snake.

"Speaking of which, could the maid be related to Miss Tallulah? There's a rumor that the maid is actually Princess Victoria. Orson, if you have time, please ask Miss Tallulah for me!"

"...Okay, I'll definitely ask if I get a chance, but don't get your hopes up."

Orson, who had inexplicably become a Victorian citizen, agreed with a wry smile, then watched the video on his phone with gritted teeth.

While watching the video on Maria's phone, Orson noticed two things.

First, it turns out that the level of shame would be exponentially multiplied when watching from a third-person perspective.

Orson watched the "heroic" performance of the flat maid in a golden dress in the video and wanted to find a salted fish in the refrigerator and stab himself to death.

Second, the discussion sparked by Black Snake's remarks in this video had an impact far beyond Orson's expectations.

Orson tried his best not to pay attention to the figure of the blond maid in the video, and focused all his attention on the comment section below the video.

Aside from the 4% of confusing comments directed at Orson, the majority of people were discussing Black Snake's words in the comment section. Even the homepages of some small social networking sites were dominated by topics like "Where Have All the Knights of the Land of Knights Gone?"

"Oh, you're so mesmerized... As expected, Orson, you also think that the princess maid is cute and handsome, but also inspires a protective urge in your heart! Really, if I were there, I would definitely fight alongside the princess maid!"

Maria seemed to have misunderstood Orson's point. While imagining herself and Orson fighting side by side, she asked Orson if he had a crush on her.

"You were mentioned in the comments, Maria. Someone said—um, the video was deleted?"

The video on the phone suddenly disappeared. It seemed that the people in the Chamber of Commerce had noticed the impact of this video.

Orson just saw Maria's name in the comment section. People were discussing who else in Casimir could be called a "Knight". In the voting, Maria, the Noon Knight who had been boxed, the 'Infected Little Knight' and the 'Princess Maid' were on the list respectively.

——That’s great, I took care of half of it by myself... What the hell!

Orson kept cursing these people in his heart for having poor eyesight. Not only could they not see that the Noon Knight was a complete scum, they couldn't even see that Orson was the maid.

...No, if it's discovered, my life will be ruined. It's better not to be discovered.

In short, although the Integration Movement has completely forged a feud with the mainstream regime of Casimir, it has made the residents aware of what is gradually disappearing in their country, and Maria's "chivalry" has gradually been recognized without her realizing it.

"So the next thing to do is...Maria?"

Orson was thinking about whether he should destroy the photo in Platinum's hand or the photo in Tallulah Black Snake's hand (wrong), when he suddenly found that Maria did not go to training after breakfast, but sat at the table and looked at him with a vague look.

"Ah! Um... Orson, do you have anything else to do later?"

"I might have to go to a few corporate headquarters, but there's no rush. What's going on?"

Orson looked at Maria. Actually, this young Pegasus was very easy to understand. Now she looked a little uneasy, and it was obvious that she wanted to ask him for help with something.

"In that case... well, the doubles competition is in a few days. Do you want to go sign up with me later?"

Maria stammered out these words.

"Okay."

"Really!"