About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

Your hair is a little messy again

"Sorry, you're just so cute I couldn't help but rub you."

"……Eh?"

"—"

——The true feelings and excuses are mixed up!

The inspector's lady's face flushed instantly, and she quickly let go of Orson and returned to her seat.

As for Orson, he was also a little shy. In order to ease the embarrassment, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the screen.

"Ok?"

Orson originally thought that no one would contact him all day, but when he took out his cell phone, he found that it had been turned off at some point.

——Could it be that time…

Orsen remembered the time when Jingzhe almost electrocuted him when they first met.

I always feel...something is not right.

Orson turned his phone back on. After a few seconds of boot-up animation, a bunch of missed calls and phone calls popped up at once.

Texas: Orson, will you be back this afternoon? There's a concert here tonight, so come along if you're free.

[Exia: Orson! I seemed to dream about you that night after drinking too much, but now I think it wasn't a dream. Did you also see Mastema? The blue-haired, horned angel with a constant smirk?]

[Texas: Orson, please reply to this text message. My car broke down and I need help.]

[Exiac: Forget it! We can't find that idiot at all. Orson, come with me to the bar again tonight. Maybe after we get drunk, we'll see her again. I definitely won't let her get away this time!]

Texas: What's going on over there? It's not like you to not respond to messages.

[Exiac: I heard from Texas. Recover immediately after receiving the text message, Orson!]

[Chen: I saw someone who looked very similar to you this afternoon. What were you doing this afternoon?]

Texas: Respond, Orson

"..."

Orson scrolled through the text message list, and the last message read:

[Texas: Penguin Logistics internal agreement, activation of triangulation positioning system permission opened.]

Orson remembered this "internal agreement". This thing was developed by the Emperor after Texas was attacked and asked by a man named Is to track the cell phone signals of employees.

In other words...

Orson immediately called Texas, but—

boom! !

"Cover me, Exia!"

"Leave the chaos to me!"

"Who is it? Thunder and lightning, listen to my command!!"

The door was suddenly blown open. Texas wielded two Originium swords, Archangel held a Lateran submachine gun, and Jingzhe protected Orson in front of him, with electricity surging in the staff in his hand.

"Oh my ^q^"

All Orsen thought about was buying an anti-static phone case next time.

42. My brother can’t be that cute

Texas's rain of swords is ready to go, Archangel has spread its wings and is ready for "overload mode", even the Ratlan gun in his hand uses Originium bullets, and Jingzhe's lightning is already roaring.

【take a bow】

At the critical moment, Orson urgently began to take his bow, and for a moment everyone present stopped moving.

The orange Originium sword in Texas's hand was instantly reduced to only the hilt, the dagger submachine gun in Angelica's hand instantly went out, and even the Originium staff in Jingzhe's hand, which was ready to unleash its powerful force, turned into a pure fire stick after two puffs.

"What's going on? What's going on? What's going on?!"

Jingzhe, who encountered this "power-off" state for the first time, obviously couldn't understand why his proud thunder method suddenly failed. However, Texas and Angel of Death, who were also from Penguin Logistics, knew about Orson's ability to silence Originium skills, so they reacted faster.

"Attack directly, Exia!"

Texas threw the hilt of his sword aside almost as he was silenced, and rushed towards Jingzhe while swinging his fist.

"Ahem...wait a minute!"

Orson coughed and flashed out from behind Jingzhe. He stretched out his hands to catch Texas's fist, and at the same time, he stood between the two groups and shouted to stop the fight.

"...Orson?" Orson? "

Texas and Jingzhe called out Orson's name at the same time, and everyone instinctively put away their previous fighting stance.

"Hey, what's going on, Orson?"

The Archangel standing by was knocking on the receiver of the submachine gun trying to remove the stuck rotten egg, while curiously asking about the current situation.

"Um...Texas, Angel Exia, calm down for a moment - my phone just accidentally turned off, so I didn't respond. Miss Jingzhe is not an enemy, and I'm not in any danger! And Miss Jingzhe, they are Texas and Angel Exia from Penguin Logistics, not some weird terrorists!"

As the only one present who knew both groups of people, Orson tried his best to explain, but both sides still had skeptical expressions.

"What's your relationship to this guy with the electric charge, Orson?"

Although Texas stopped attacking, she was still obsessed with the relationship between Orson and Jingzhe, and asked with a frown.

"Um...what's the relationship..."

Texas's questioning made Orson stunned for a moment. For a moment, he had no idea how to explain the relationship between himself and Jingzhe.

If I think about it carefully, I feel like "the guy who was walking in the grass in Pallet Town, picked up a Pikachu for no apparent reason, and ended up being dragged into the Poké Ball by Pikachu"...

Orsen rubbed his hair and instinctively looked at Jingzhe, wondering what excuse he should come up with.

While Orson was thinking, Jingzhe suddenly came over with a serious expression.

"I'm Orson's sister."

"Huh, huh, huh!?" Exiah made a surprised sound.

"Ehhhh!?" Orson made the sound of an angel.

“……?” Even Texas broke the pocky he had just taken out.

Everyone's eyes turned to Jingzhe in an instant, and Miss Qilin from Yan Country shook her long golden hair and looked at Orson with certainty.

"That's right. I'm Orson's sister."

"Sister or something... I feel like your races don't match at all, right? And you guys—"

Exia stared at the Qilin horns on Jingzhe's head, and then looked at the non-existent Schrödinger ears on Orson's head.

“——It’s my sister.”

Jingzhe interrupted the Angel's questioning and spoke directly, his face still showing an extremely determined expression.

Orson never thought that Jingzhe's ability to be serious and tough would really be useful, but it was obvious that Archangel was really frightened by Jingzhe. The pink-haired Ratlan turned to look at Orson.

“Um… yes! This is my sister, Jingzhe.”

Things have come to this point, there is no way Orson could possibly cooperate with you in the performance but turn a blind eye. He can only bite the bullet and continue to act like Jingzhe.

"It always sounds like a temporary excuse... Orsen, you are from Ursus, right? Why do you have such a sister who looks very Yanguo-style?"

"Sister-in-law."

Jingzhe responded to all changes with constancy, and with these two words he refuted the doubts raised by the Angel.

"No, no, no, don't think these two words are omnipotent! If your sister is really from Yan Country, then you must know some of the most basic information about Yan Country, right? For example, um... do you know what the most popular group sport in Yan Country is?"

Exia asked Orson questions with her hands on her hips, looking determined to win.

"Group exercise... square dancing?"

Orson made symbolic guesses based on past memories.

"Tsk, that's right."

Exiah rubbed his hair and felt a little disappointed. It seemed that Orson had really fooled him.

"Well, what's up? Now you believe I'm Orson's sister, right?"

After Orson fooled Archangel, Jingzhe finally breathed a sigh of relief and came to Orson's side, stroking his fur while speaking to the two people from Penguin Logistics.

——I always feel like Sister Jingzhe made up this troublesome identity to satisfy some desire of her own...

Orson, whose hair was rubbed to the point of growing 3cm taller, complained quietly in his heart.

"...Anyway, next time, remember not to turn off your phone. The current situation is quite special, and we need to keep track of each other's situation at all times, Orson."

Although she felt there were many doubts, Texas did not continue to ask questions. She just put away the hilt of the sword, bowed slightly to Jingzhe, and then warned Orson to be careful next time and prepared to leave with the Angel.

""etc!"

Before the two left the room, Jingzhe's voice suddenly came out to stop Archangel and Texas.

"…anything else, 'Orson's sister'?"

Texas turned around and looked at Jingzhe, and Orson's heart, which had just been hanging in the air, was lifted up again.

Orson was already very familiar with Jingzhe's character. It was entirely possible that this prosecutor of the Dali Temple would punish Texas and Exiah on charges such as "illegally breaking into a private residence".

Just as Orson was thinking about how to deal with the current situation, Jingzhe said the second half of his words -

"Since you two are here, and since you are the young man from Orsen—ahem, my brother's companion, if you don't mind, please join us for a meal. My humble abode has just been cleaned, and a little more of the atmosphere of fireworks would be wonderful."

"what?"

Orson blinked. He had thought Jingzhe would cause trouble, but he ended up inviting Texas Exiah to dinner.

"Hehe, do you think I'm that stubborn? You two are here because you care about you. As your sister, I should just be happy.

"So, if uh uh uh uh—"

Jingzhe explained with confidence, while rubbing Orson's head with his hands with a weak electric current, which made the angel Texas on the side extremely envious.

Orsen can now basically confirm that he wants to treat Jingzhe as the "righteous prosecutor lady of Yan Country who needs care", but the problem is that Jingzhe wants to treat him as a "brother".

“No need, we’ll leave now…” “You’re welcome, Orson’s sister~!”

Texas was about to leave the room with Archangel, but after hearing Jingzhe's invitation, the latter did not treat him as an outsider and turned around happily and went back to the room.

"Exiac, we—"

"You don't get many opportunities to spend time with Orson-san! And Texas, do you know how ambiguous the term 'adopted sister' is? Maybe these two will secretly do something or other later...!"

"...I understand. Please give me your guidance, Orson's sister."

After hearing what the Archangel said, Texas sighed and stopped.

"Just call me Jingzhe. Then I'll go make two more dishes."

Jingzhe nodded and prepared to go to the kitchen for a round 2.

"I'm here to help too!"

Orson enthusiastically tied an apron at the speed of light and followed Jingzhe, giving off the feeling of a docile younger brother.

"Let me help chop the vegetables."

Texas took off his coat and followed the two.

"Then I too..."

"Just stay here!" "No, Exia!"

Exia also wanted to follow the trend and help, but before he could finish his words, he was pushed into a chair by Texas and Orson, who were instantly covered in cold sweats.

"What's the big deal?! I won't blow up the kitchen—uh, I won't blow up the kitchen every time!"

Exia complained unhappily, but still failed to get permission to enter the kitchen.

"You have things to do, too."

Just as Archangel was lying on the table crying, Texas poked half of his head out of the kitchen.