About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

Just as Sora had said, Texas, who normally only put on a little makeup before going out in the morning, was now in the office fixing the eyeliner at the corners of her eyes.

After that, Texas even took out a lipstick from the table, but Texas just stared at the lipstick for a few seconds and immediately put it back.

Kong also noticed that Texas usually wouldn't react when Orson was helping with the laundry. But this time, when Orson was about to wash the clothes, Texas, for some reason, seemed a little embarrassed and stopped Orson, indicating that he would take care of his own clothes and jacket.

When the two accidentally touched hands or shoulders, Texas's reaction was greater than usual.

Moreover, Texas didn't seem to actively look at Orson's gaze! Every time Texas saw Orson, he would immediately look away.

Well, there is only one answer!

"Based on my observations and various signs, I've figured out the truth of the matter—Texas and Orson are having a falling out. Now's my chance!"

After careful observation and reasoning that even Keobe couldn't, Sora came to a conclusion. He clenched his fists and looked incredibly motivated.

"Uh... so what do you do?"

Croissant looked at the energetic Sora, looked at Exiah who was happily chatting with Orson, then looked at Texas who seemed a little uneasy, and finally sighed.

——It’s none of my business.

52. Time Wizard Orson

Early morning, Penguin Logistics office.

Because Penguin Logistics adheres to a flexible work system, there are no restrictions on working hours. Everyone basically comes to clock in at their leisurely pace when they are free.

Because of this, in the early morning in the Penguin Logistics office, you can usually only see Orson cleaning, organizing documents and making breakfast.

However, today was a little different. Contrary to his usual practice, Orson did not refresh in the kitchen. Instead, he sat at his work desk concentrating intently.

At this time, there were several documents in front of Orson. He kept flipping through the documents with his left hand, holding a gel pen and spinning it in his right hand. He had an earphone connected to his mobile phone on his left ear, and his eyes kept jumping up and down on the news reports and documents.

“Will this really work?”

When Orson was concentrating on something, Texas' voice came out.

Texas, wearing an apron, walked over to Orson from the kitchen with a cup of coffee and fried eggs on bread. She placed breakfast on Orson's table and asked him if this kind of "multitasking" could really work.

"Well, thank you, Texas. As for this way of working? I was kind of used to it when I was in Rhodes Island."

Orson picked up the coffee and put it into his mouth to refresh himself, while responding with a smile.

"Um"

Texas nodded, and wondered in his mind how much sweatshop this place called "Rhode Island" must be to allow Orson to be so skilled as to do the work of three people.

If Orson's 'rest' had been used wisely, Texas had no doubt that Orson would have called out the rest and then done the three-man job.

"Speaking of which, Texas, you came very early today. Usually you come here with Exia, right?"

"Ah... well, I had some things to take care of today so I came in early. I saw you working and made breakfast."

Texas hesitated for a moment before responding, and at the same time secretly deleted the row of alarms set on the phone in his pocket.

"That's a big help, Texas~"

"nothing."

After deleting the alarm, Texas changed the angle of view between himself and Orson while watching him chewing bread, so as to prevent the other party from noticing his wagging tail.

As a gang survivor who once lived on the edge of a knife, Texas always felt that his biological clock and schedule were very demanding. However, today, after Texas arrived at the office early, thinking he was there a long time beforehand, he saw Orson who was already in full working mode.

Although Texas knew that Orson was different from his usual appearance and had to deal with very complicated business, it was the first time she intuitively felt the extent of the young man's hard work.

——Especially after being fucked by me and Lappland yesterday, he is still fighting so hard today.

Although the original plan of "sneaking in to see Orson's sleeping face and serving him breakfast after he wakes up" changed, Texas barely managed to complete the second half.

By the way, although it’s just baking bread and making a pot of coffee, Texas has already achieved an upper-middle level in Orson’s “cooking power ranking”.

The specific content of the ranking list is not suitable for public disclosure for security reasons, but it can be said that Alina is far ahead, followed by Tallulah Froststar Kel'tsit and others.

Orson's only concern is whether Tallulah can cook without burning it or whether Snow Rabbit can cook without turning it into crushed ice when they meet next time.

"What are these documents?"

"Ah, these are the things to do. Here are the recent logistics details. This is the monitoring recording that Officer Chen and I agreed on earlier."

Orson methodically introduced the documents at hand one by one, and it was obvious that he was indeed accustomed to this multi-threaded way of working.

——Is it because he always works in this way that consumes brain cells, so he always looks like an idiot?

Orson's behavior at work is completely inconsistent with his behavior when he is with others in daily life. No wonder Texas made such a guess.

Texas glanced at the to-do list Orson mentioned, which listed several items that looked like to-do items.

[Red Queen's maintenance and upgrades are almost over. I'm going to treat Snow Pheasant to a meal while I figure out what I can do to help this unfortunate little chicken.]

Regarding the questioning of "memory" mentioned by Moss (crossed out), Moore Village (crossed out), Mocha (crossed out), Motoro (crossed out), and Miss Mostima

[I went to the appliance repair shop with Angel to see why the light bulb on my head kept short-circuiting.]

【Eliminate the Sicilian Gang】

[The refrigerator, TV, washing machine, and light bulb at 'Yijie's' home are short-circuited. I need to find someone to fix them. Sister Lei Zi seems to have other things to do.]

[Under the premise of not being thrown into an 'unspeakable' situation by the other party, investigate what Lappland may be hiding]

[Ms. Lin said her father wanted to meet her. Could it be about the slums?]

[Officer Chen said that Commander Wei wanted to meet with him. Could this also be about the slums?]

[Ghost Sister said she wanted to meet me when she was free. Maybe it was also about the slums?]

[Find a reason to avoid being killed by Tallulah after meeting her (key point!)]

"..."

Although it was just a general glance, Texas was still speechless.

Putting aside a few incongruous to-do items, no matter how you look at Texas, you can only see a few large words between the gaps between these to-do items:

[Various forces compete for talent]

Texas still didn't understand how Orson had managed to spread the news among so many Longmen bosses in just over a month, but when he thought that even under such terrifying competitive pressure, he was still the one closest to Orson (even at a negative distance), Texas couldn't help but wag his tail.

"Hmm...still no results today. This basically proves that our investigation was headed in the wrong direction."

Orson took off his headphones and put them aside, then wrote down today's notes on a file.

The eavesdropping device buried in the Guard Bureau still failed to collect any useful information about the mole, but Orson did hear a lot of office rumors.

According to the detectives from the Royal Guards, Officer Chen had dated and kissed "the teenager who had been to police station several times", had sex with him, and met his parents. The only thing left was to research where to buy a house in the school district.

At the same time, because he was dissatisfied with the fact that he and Chen had run away, Chen's best friend, Xingxiong, broke up with Chen. The two have recently been discussing the location of the decisive battle, preparing for a final battle to gamble on the right of spouse.

These messy rumors gave Orson a headache. After all, his original purpose of coming to Longmen was to investigate the rumor that "Officer Chen was deceived by a scumbag."

Although the rumor has been debunked by himself, he has replaced the position of the "scumbag" in the rumor, and he also got a buy-one-get-one-free Star Bear Ghost Sister to bring with him. This really makes Orson a little overwhelmed.

“Don’t be too impatient.”

"Um, Texas?"

As Orson frowned, pondering various questions, he suddenly felt a warm and delicate touch on both sides of his cheeks. Texas gently placed his hands on Orson's face.

"Some things can't be rushed, although I'm probably not in a position to say that... Anyway, don't be too impatient, and get some rest."

Texas spoke to Orson in somewhat stiff terms, and it was only then that she realized that it had been a long time since she had offered words of "blessing" to others.

"Well, I won't push myself too hard. Thank you for your concern."

Orson tilted his head back and smiled at Texas, who was standing behind him.

Looking at the smile of the young man in his arms, although Texas still maintained his usual calm expression on his face, his heart was filled with some strange feelings.

Even when he had completed his mission, when he had personally shattered the 'weapon' that had destroyed his family, when he had left Syracuse and boarded a landship bound for an unknown land—all he felt was emptiness in his heart.

But at this moment, just by rubbing the boy's head like this, he could feel a subtle sense of satisfaction.

Kneading and rolling like this, rolling and rolling -

"Puff, puff, puff..."

"Ugh...! Sorry, Orson."

It wasn't until the soft 'object' in his hands made a subtle protest that Texas realized that he had gone from "stroking the other person to try to calm them down" to "simply rubbing them hard."

"Good morning~! I'm following the rules today... Hey, you're here already, Texas?"

As soon as Texas let go of his hand, the office door was pushed open by Archangel.

"Exia? Um... I have some things to take care of today - and you came early today."

Texas quickly put his hands behind his back and responded in his usual tone.

"Hehehe... I've been reflecting on this lately. I can't always rely on Orson's help. If I keep going like this, I'll really become a useless person. So I decided to do my job honestly from today on and not cause any more trouble for Orson!"

Exia rubbed his hair a little embarrassedly, then took out a pile of documents from the backpack behind him and piled them on his desk.

"Exia... That's great! It looks like you've finally become more mature and stable..."

When Orson heard that the Angel was going to do his own work, he said with great emotion at his desk, "My desk lamp has finally made it."

"No, why do you have to put on such a fatherly expression? And after all, Orson, how do you think of me?"

Angelica was a little annoyed by Orson's reaction. She pouted and asked Orson angrily what she was in his eyes.

"Hmm...sometimes you can completely trust her, but most of the time you need a helping hand. She's very innocent and cute, and she can make you happy from the bottom of your heart, right?"

Orson said after a few seconds of brief thought.

——It doesn’t sound like describing a ‘beautiful girl of the opposite sex’ at all, but rather like describing a ‘kid next door/relative’s kid’!

The RGB lights on Exiah's head went out again. This shrewd Rutland School student finally realized something: in the battle for Orson, it wasn't a matter of whether he ran first or not, or how fast he ran...

But from the beginning, he was not considered a contestant by this short referee!

—Exia, oh Exia, how could you be like this? You have to change! You have to work hard to make Orson realize that you're not a problem child who can't grow up, but a mature and stable Sakota girl who can stand on her own!

Because of Orson's attitude, the Angel was completely "enraged". This angel girl, who had been almost independent and free-spirited since birth, was determined to change from today!

At 6:38, Archangel began to modify his own work files.

At 6:42, Archangel fell asleep.

At 7:20, Exia woke up and prepared to continue fighting.

7:23, "Lord Almighty Orson, please help me!!"

Before it could even last an hour, Exia's Nirvana plan collapsed at the speed of light.

Looking at Orson helping and guiding him in his work, Angel finally gritted his teeth and decided that he couldn't go on like this.

"Mmmmm... This won't do—Orson!"

“Uh huh!?”

After helping Exiah process the documents and sorting the "to-do list", Orson was startled by the short-haired red angel who suddenly poked his head in front of him.

"What's your favorite type of girl?"

"……what?"

Orson was stunned by the straightforward question from Angel of Death.

"Exiac, this is not good."

Texas on the side whispered to stop the Archangel, but the ears on the gray wolf's head stood up more upright than ever.

"I don't know why you're asking this question all of a sudden... Anyway, I just want you to walk with me and accompany me to change something in this world."

"Well……"

Hearing Orson's response, Exia frowned. This answer was more serious than expected, but also a bit too general.

"Texas, do you have any ideas? Orson's answer is completely useless! Didn't you two deliver the mail together yesterday? Has Orson revealed his preferred type? That's also a clause in the contract!"

Seeing that there was no way to break through from Orson's side, Angel turned to seek help from Texas.

Angel's calculations are actually very simple and easy to understand. In Angel's impression, Texas has always been a very eccentric person.