About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

And Orson, after a brief reflection on his life, the young man actually chose to clean.

It was consistent with Orson's behavior, but it also made the two wolves subtly angry.

After going through such a chaotic and taboo event just now, you little guy not only didn't collapse exhausted in the arms of the Wolf of Syracuse, but instead turned around and started cleaning as if nothing had happened?

Although Orson's housekeeping skills can be considered a plus in the eyes of Texas or Lapland, this sometimes deducts more points, probably.

"Why do you like a fool like that, Texas?"

"...You too, Lappland."

The two wolves looked at Orson's back as he went to work and started bickering with each other again, then they smiled briefly on their faces.

"There's no need to be so clear about things with that idiot, Texas. The only thing you need right now is one thing—perhaps our relationship can still remain more than just a rivalry. Of course, you should know that I'm not referring to a wanted warrant, but a certain vacuum robot that's gone spirit."

"'Rival', huh? You've actually changed too, Lappland."

Texas took out the pocky box from his pocket, thought for a moment, and then handed it to Lappland beside him.

"Who knows~?"

Lappland took the pocky with a jagged smile, then lay back with it in his mouth.

Initially, Lapland's attitude towards Orson was just "curiosity". She wanted to know the current situation of Texas through Orson, but as for Orson himself, Lapland had almost no interest in getting to know him in depth.

But after a series of events, either coincidental or inevitable, the white wolf finally made up her mind under the dome of the church - she wanted to 'join in', reaching out like Texas to try to grasp the light, rather than allowing herself to continue sinking in hell.

"Lappland? I found a paper bag in the corner of the garden. Inside was a nun's uniform. Did you lose it?"

The voice of the person Lappland was hoping to chase was heard again. Orson was seen holding in both hands a thin garment made of pure black silk that looked a little dusty.

"...Wait a moment, hold on like this."

Lappland's pupils shrank, and even Texas, who was a little absent-minded, turned his gaze over in an instant.

"Well, like this?"

Following Lappland's instructions, Orson held the nun's uniform in front of him with both hands, thinking that this would make it easier for Lagou to find clues on the uniform.

A few seconds later...

"Well, the nun's uniform suits you quite well. Have you ever considered joining the Flying Spaghetti Cult?"

Lappland gave a thumbs-up to Orson, who looked like he was wearing a nun's uniform because of the angle.

"You asked me to stay still just because of this prank!"

Orson complained loudly in dissatisfaction and looked at Texas, hoping that Texas could help him teach Lappland a lesson.

"It really doesn't feel out of place... How did you do that? Can you maintain your previous position for a moment, Orson?"

As a result, Texas was thinking seriously and even asked Orson to broadcast it for the second time.

"Don't make fun of me..."

Orson sighed, folded the nun's uniform and put it back into the box, then walked over to Lappland.

"How are you, Lappland? My original purpose today was to give you the antidote. Fortunately, I didn't forget..."

Orson rubbed his hair and asked embarrassedly. After all, the plot of "a doctor visiting a patient and taking a mist, only to be pinned to the ground and raped by the patient and his family" was quite outrageous no matter how you looked at it.

"I feel okay, haha. Will the antidote have any side effects?"

Lappland responded with a smile, not knowing that it was because of the side effects of the antidote that Orson was almost eaten to the bone by the two dogs.

"Then please allow me to test it, Lappland."

Orson stretched out his palm and gently separated the wound, and the bright red Chimera blood instantly flowed out slowly from the wound.

"—"

Lappland stared at the blood, while Orson and Texas beside him were making preparations.

"Ouch!"

"Woooaaaaa! Hasn't it taken effect yet... huh?"

Lappland growled and scared Orson into a crouching defensive position. But this time, Orson was not knocked down by an external force. Instead, he heard Lappland's signature smirk.

"You've been fooled again? Hahaha, you're really cute, little dog."

"...My heart really can't take it if you keep doing this!"

Orson complained quietly, and Texas beside him also put away the rain of swords that was almost about to hit him.

"It's all right, Little Dog. Thank you so much for coming today, and for bringing Texas along. It's a great way to catch up, isn't it?"

Lappland said to the two of them with a smile, then glanced at Texas.

"...We are still 'enemies', that's what you said."

Texas looked away.

"Of course, we are still 'enemies'~"

As Lappland spoke, he stretched out his hand to rub Orson's head, but Texas slapped his hand away halfway.

"I don't know what's going on, but since we've finally reconciled, you two should get along well, okay? Friends you can trust are very rare these days, puwuwuwu...?"

Orson, who didn't know the specific situation, originally wanted to seriously warn the two to get along well, but before he could finish his words, the two who were temporarily on a truce had sex together.

In short, the incident caused by Texas's pursuit and the antidote ended with only Orson injured. Texas and Orson left the church and prepared to return to Penguin Logistics, while Lapland pretended to be indifferent and hid nearby, secretly watching Orson's back.

Although the withdrawal reaction caused by [Chimera Blood] did dissipate, another incurable 'withdrawal reaction' appeared in Lappland.

After a while, there was another knock on the church door, which was usually very deserted.

"Ha, maybe I forgot something, or maybe I want to come back again--"

Lappland wagged his tail and opened the door, but the person who appeared before him was not the young man, but a man in a suit and sunglasses with a cold expression.

The other party is the "middleman" of the Sicilian Gang, and he is the highest-level middleman who serves as the "leader's" mouthpiece.

"Want to come and pray?"

Lappland instantly put away her smile and expectations, and instead released a cold and dead aura.

"Your recent performance has disappointed the Chief. Don't forget your position, Executioner. The blood of the Texas family is the only reason you are still here, and this is my only order."

The man said a few words to himself, and then left the church without any hesitation.

"..."

Lappland stood in front of the church door in silence. Although she had just made up her mind to reach out and touch the light like Texas, as she said, the past and hell would not easily untie the shackles that were wrapped around her.

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On the way back, the atmosphere between Texas and Orson was subtle and awkward. Although there was a distance of half a chair between them, Texas could still clearly recall the feeling of his skin rubbing against the boy next to him when he was frantically asking for it a few minutes ago.

This non-existent touch made Texas's breathing become uncontrollable. She even suspected that the heater in the car was accidentally turned on.

"Well, Texas—"

"If it's about what happened before...don't say anything, Orson."

Orson wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Texas stopped him with a red face.

"Uh, okay."

Orson nodded shyly. It might be a good idea to just let this matter go in silence.

After a silence that irritated Texas for a while, the gray wolf, no longer alone, opened its lips on its own initiative.

"No matter what, I'm very grateful to you, Orson. If it weren't for you, the extremely twisted past between Lappland and me might have continued to drift apart, and we might even have done something irreparable to each other... Alas, that silly dog, she never tells me what's on her mind."

Texas rubbed his ears and spoke in a low voice.

As the 'Texas Lady' of Syracuse, she rarely thanked someone, especially from the bottom of her heart.

Especially since this person was eaten by me just a few minutes ago.

Especially since I still feel a little unsatisfied.

……

Texas tried to express his gratitude to Orson with difficulty and shyness, while Orson thought of something from Texas' words.

Texas said that Lappland would not tell others what was in her heart, and when the two of them were confronting each other in the church before, the melody in Lappland's heart seemed a little weird for a moment.

Orson was sure that Lappland was hiding something from him and Texas, but Orson didn't know what the silly dog was hiding.

It would be better to find a day to have a good talk with Lappland. Her identity is an "executioner" hired by the Sicilian Gang. Under the current environment of Longmen, Orson doesn't think she can stay out of it completely.

I just hope that next time I find Lappland, I won't encounter any weird things again...

Not only that, the current hypocritical and short-lived peace has been temporarily subsided due to the arrival of "Sister", and the threat of the Sicilian Gang to Texas has not been eliminated. If one wants to touch the Sicilian Gang, he must first help Chen Huijie deal with the incident of the Guard Bureau.

I wonder if after Tallulah and the others arrive at Lungmen, saying, "I wasn't just being pushed down, I also collected a lot of information!" will save my life...?

Orson tore off the Band-Aid on his wrist, revealing a shallow scratch underneath.

The last time he and Lappland were fighting in the back alley, Texas mistakenly thought that Orson, who was covered in injuries, was "attacked" by Lappland.

This time, Lappland was more experienced. She skillfully retracted her sharp claws and teeth, ensuring that the attack would not hurt Orson while still being stimulating.

That sounds good, but the only problem is that Texas caught it much harder than Lapland did the first time…

I can only say that it’s a good thing that Tallulah didn’t play mixed doubles with Froststar at that time, otherwise I would probably have gone down to accompany the Doctor.

"click"

The two returned to the Penguin Logistics office and as soon as they opened the door, they saw Exiah, who was in a dogeza position for some reason.

"Miss Texas! Please spare my life...!"

"...?"

Texas was confused by what happened to Exiah. She tilted her head with a silly look on her face.

"Well, well... Texas. Can you listen to my explanation first? I swear I really didn't mean it! I wanted to practice cooking today, but it seems that because I turned on the overdrive mode of the stove, the flames became extremely fierce and directly blew the pot lid off... Well, the good news is that no one was hurt! But, there is also bad news - your CD player was flattened by the pot lid - I really didn't mean it!"

The Archangel gave a halting explanation, while clasping his hands together and admitting his mistake with an extremely sincere attitude.

Following the direction that Archangel was looking, Texas noticed a pile of broken pieces that used to be a 'CD player' on his desk.

"As long as you're okay."

"Can I just give you a spanking if possible? Or I can give you the tempered claw knife I've treasured for many years...eh?"

Exiah was halfway through her speech when she realized that Texas didn't seem angry. She just nodded and then walked to the table to choose a new Pocky.

"Wow, I don't know what happened... but I managed to save my life!"

After making sure that Texas was really not angry, Exia finally felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is that CD player important?"

Orson asked curiously.

"Yeah, that machine was the first thing Texas bought after arriving in Longmen. As she said at the time, 'It symbolizes a new life...' So it's very valuable! I didn't expect Texas to be angry at all. Did you encounter anything interesting on the road today?"

Exia explained and asked while wiping the sweat off his face.

"Well, um, we met our friends from Texas."

Driven by the desire to survive, Orson stammered out a reason that was not a lie.

"Hey, friends? So there are acquaintances in Texas. Has it been a while since you last saw Mastema?"

Angelica thought for a few seconds, then she held the back of her head with her hands to indicate that it had nothing to do with her.

Although Exia was completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem, Sora, who was sitting next to Croissant, was staring at Texas on the chair with a serious expression.

"I feel like something's wrong...Croissant!"

"For example?"

Croissant responded with a lack of interest while maintaining his weapon.

"Texas has been acting a little strange since she came back today... I can't quite put my finger on it, but the way she looks at Orson is always odd! And not only that, how should I put it... well, Texas seems to be more concerned about her appearance? She just returned to her seat and touched up her eyeliner, which had somehow disappeared. That's never happened before! So, how do you make that kind of thing disappear?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you're a bit of a psychopathic stalker?"

"I'm not!"

Sora retorted angrily, continuing to observe Texas not far away.