About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

“Hmm…are you back…you feel so soft and warm, let me lie down for a while—squeak!?”

Lin Yuxia, who was still a little dazed in her sleep, used Orson as a pillow. When she came to her senses and found that she was being "pillowed by Orson's knees", Lin Yuxia immediately screamed and crawled out of Orson's legs.

"I, when did I fall asleep..."

"We just got on the bus not long ago. Don't worry, Miss Lin, you slept very peacefully and didn't have any nightmares!"

Orson smiled and gave Lin Yuxia a thumbs up.

"Uuuuuuuuuuah...!"

When Lin Yuxia heard this, her cheeks and ears turned red, and she pushed open the car door and ran out.

"Sure enough, what happened today had a huge impact on her... She's so eager to go back."

Orson looked at Lin Yuxia's actions and said with some concern.

"..."

Mostima, who was watching from the side, didn't say anything. She just rubbed the horns on her head, and at the same time sighed in her heart that there really are such people in this world as "silly guys who can read people's minds."

In line with the high professional quality of loving what he does, Orson also got out of the car with Lin Yuxia and escorted her to the iron gate of the mansion.

"Well... thank you so much today, Orson. And not only today, but also the few times before."

Lin Yuxia forced herself to calm down. She originally wanted to express her gratitude to Orson using the advanced etiquette of Yan Country that she had learned, but after hesitating for a moment, the little mouse chose the most ordinary way. She nodded slightly to Orson and said it without embellishment or hiding her shyness.

"What I saw today...and the mission my father shoulders, I still need some time to sort it out."

"Please do your best, Ms. Lin. Remember to talk to your friends. I believe that both Shi Huaiya and Officer Chen can provide great help. I also believe that you can make a better choice."

—That smile again… He didn't care about my identity at all, and never thought of interfering with me in 'trying to become something'. This boy simply gave me the right to choose everything, and then encouraged me with this expression…

Orson turned around and prepared to leave, while Lin Yuxia clenched her fists.

"Um—Orson, if you're free later, can you…can you come over?"

For the first time in nearly 20 years, top student Lin Yuxia mustered up the courage to invite someone of the opposite sex.

And Orson's response was -

"Okay, is it housekeeping or temporary housekeeping?"

“…Bai, idiot!”

"Uh, so you're a bodyguard—Pfft!"

Before Orsen could finish his words, Lin Yuxia hit him in the face with the peach tree planted in front of the door. Then the little mouse turned around angrily and ran into the house.

"Did I not provide adequate service in the apartment earlier, Miss Mostima?"

Orson returned to the SUV, somewhat confused.

"idiot"

"what……"

Then I got the same response as Lin Yuxia.

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After sending Lin Yuxia home, the "mission" issued by Mostima came to an end.

At this time, Mostima drove the SUV to an underground parking lot and turned off the engine.

After the roar of the engine subsided, there was no one in the underground parking lot, and the car was so quiet that it seemed as if they were the only two people left in the world.

"Then it's time to give you your reward, Orson."

Mostima's voice broke the silence. The fallen angel stood up from the driver's seat and turned to Orson behind him. Then he took a cat-like posture and slowly crawled towards Orson in the back seat.

"Wait a minute, Ms. Mastema, we already agreed on this! The reward is information, not some other nonsense!"

Seeing Mostima's actions, Orson was so scared that he summoned the Pause Talisman to protect himself.

If you don't want to fall into the opponent's terrifying rhythm and control, the best way is to adopt a tough attitude from the beginning!

Looking at Orson hiding behind the rest with an alert look, Mastema couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Haha, sorry, it seems I did go a little too far earlier. Don't worry, Orson, I won't do anything. I'm just a little jealous - jealous of the Archangel and the little mouse just now."

"envy……?"

Orson blinked and retracted the rest.

"Ah, that kid, Exia, always likes to stick to me, just like the little mouse stuck to you just now. Being trusted by others is something to be proud of, but have you ever thought about how a being trusted by everyone can enjoy the feeling of relying on others?"

Mastema sat down next to Orson, leaning back in her chair and asking softly.

"Don't you think this is a little unfair, Orson?"

Mastema asked Orson with a smile. Although she was a Sakota, the halo above her head did not emit any light. In the darkness, Orson could only vaguely see her azure eyes.

"I don't know...but being able to be trusted and relied upon by everyone is what I want to strive to be."

"——Target, huh?"

Mostima laughed softly, and the next second, Orson felt soft and smooth hair touching his shoulder.

"Then let me help you too, Orson."

Mostima gently leaned on Orson's shoulder. This time, the fallen angel did not play a prank or do anything else that would give Orson a headache. He just leaned on the boy's shoulder.

"You asked me before what it felt like to wander the wilderness—haha, you know, there are only three kinds of people who choose to wander between kingdoms."

Mastema held up three fingers in the darkness.

"1. A madman who seeks excitement and constantly challenges the limits of death—obviously, I am not one of them."

"2. A sinner who wants to forget certain things, who wants to distance himself from certain things, who wants to disappear into the wilderness—do you think I belong to that category?"

"And the last type—the saints—are those who seek to save the lives of all living beings for the future of this land."

"..."

Listening to Mastema's words, Orson remained silent without saying a word.

"Actually, I know who you're talking about. How could I not have heard of her during my long journey? A mysterious woman who calls herself "Doctor"—"

"Do you know anything about the Doctor?!"

Orson asked Mostima a little excitedly, but still did not move his body, allowing the fallen angel to rely on him temporarily.

"Ahh, such a wonderful person. It's hard not to hear rumors about her. But... maybe I can't tell you today."

"Why—uh?"

Suddenly, a dazzling white light was heard from not far away in the underground parking lot, followed by the roar of a car engine.

“Buzz——!!”

A high-powered sports car drifted through the corners beautifully, and then with extremely precise side clamped tightly around the off-road vehicle that Orson and Mostima were riding in.

"Most! St! Ma!"

An RGB light tube that was more dazzling than the headlights rushed down from the passenger seat. At the same time, two orange lightsabers were particularly dazzling in the darkness.

"Oh my, it looks like he was caught after all."

"Woah woah woah——"

Mostima smiled as he looked at Exiah and Texas who were rushing towards them aggressively, and grabbed Orson who was trying to escape.

"Crack!"

Texas poked the SUV's rear driver's door lightly with his Originium sword, and Orson and Mostima were surrounded by the two criminal hunters on both sides.

"It's been a few hours since we last met, Exia~ Your driving skills are still as amazing as ever, Texas~"

Mastema greeted the two of them with a smile, but even Exiah didn't show any surprise this time. Instead, she pouted and stared at Mastema.

"Explain yourself, Mastema! Where have you been all this time? Why did you kidnap Orson as soon as you came back?"

"..."

"Ahaha, calm down a bit, you two. Orson will be scared if you act like this. Right, Orson?"

"I was just pulled here to work..."

Mastema looked at Orson, but the latter didn't dare to look directly at Exia or Texas. He could only lower his head and let himself and Mastema be caught leaning against each other by the two.

"So this is the extent of our relationship. This won't do, Orson."

Mostima showed a mischievous smile, she looked at Orson beside her, and then kissed Orson on the cheek before anyone could react.

“Ehhhhhhh!!!” “——!?”

"【Lock of Desolate Time】"

Mostima lightly tapped the black key extending from the co-pilot seat, and for a moment both Texas and Exiah remained in the state of wide-eyed stare.

"Ms. Momomo Mostima??"

Orson, the only one who was not affected, was also frightened. He had never expected the fallen angel's actions.

"Don't be afraid, Orson. To the Sakota, a kiss on the forehead represents protection and trust."

"So a kiss on the cheek means?"

"It means I have a good impression of that person."

"Cough-cough-!"

Looking at Orson's panic, Mostima once again smiled even more brightly.

"Let's stop here for today, Orson. You've been following the doctor's trail, but in reality, you were the person she knew best in this world, having spent the last days of her life with her."

Mostima somehow appeared outside the SUV and whispered to Orson through the glass.

"..."

"I am the keeper of lock and key, Orson. When the time is right, the shackles placed upon you will be broken, but that is not now—we will meet again soon."

"Wait……"

Orson wanted to reach out to stop Mastema, but the fallen angel once again disappeared from his sight.

replaced by--

“Puff!” “Ugh—!”

Before leaving, Mostima gently pushed Texas and Archangel from behind. After the time limit ended, the three of them twisted into a ball in the back seat.

"O.Sen."

The lone wolf threw himself on Orson, and his Penguin Logistics uniform was inexplicably lifted up as he stared at the boy in front of him.

"So I'm really wronged!"

Bursts of mournful cries came from the back seat of the not-so-spacious SUV.

46. Ghost Sister happily got an Orson

Penguin Logistics Office——

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Orson, the new employee of Penguin Logistics, had his hands tied and lay motionless on the sofa in the reception area. Opposite him stood Archangel and Texas. Rupert and Sakota were like two stone statues guarding the gates of the Yan Kingdom nobles.

Orson, who was "suppressed", lowered his head and remained motionless, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Orson, if you don't mind, could you tell us where you and Mastema went today?"

Exiah asked Orson with a smile, but the sound of bullets being loaded made the angel's smile look extremely terrifying.

"..."

As for Texas, she sat motionless on the sofa, her legs draped over the coffee table, staring at Orson while motionlessly stroking the hilt of her Originium sword. If she'd replaced the Pocky with a cigarette and a glass of whiskey, she'd look like a true gangster godfather.

It can be seen that the two of them were really angry about Orson being kidnapped by Mastema and then kissed on the cheek in front of them.

Orson, who was not good at making up lies, was completely defeated when he encountered such a life-threatening situation. Before the Angel Texas could do any further "interrogation", Orson, the person involved, directly told everything he had experienced that day.

"..."