About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

Exia was startled, and Texas' ears and tail instantly stood up.

"Why are you here so early today? What's going on?"

Orson asked the two as he rubbed the tears from his eyes that had flowed from his yawns.

"Uh...Texas and I actually originally wanted 5 o'clock—it hurts!"

Exia was trying to explain something in a panic, but was interrupted by Texas poking him in the abdomen.

"Nothing, Orson. We sometimes come to the office early. Just go back to sleep and we'll take care of the rest."

Texas stared at Orson and spoke seriously, and the Archangel beside him nodded in agreement.

"So is there anything I can do to help?"

When Orson heard that the two would come to the office so early, he also wanted to come over and help.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay! Anyway, Orson, just go back and sleep peacefully!"

"Huh? Don't push me, Exiah. Texas too? I know, I know!"

Orson wanted to go forward to help, but was pushed back into the room by the two of them. He could only rub his head and mutter to himself as he crawled back into bed.

However, just as Orson lay back down, the sound of a small quarrel between the two was heard again in the kitchen.

“Who eats apple pie for breakfast?”

"But all I know how to make is apple pie!"

"Then let me do it, you go back to sleep, Angel."

"How can this be! You already sneaked away last time, and it's obvious that you want to sneak away again today!"

"Uh... sneaking away or something."

The two seemed to have had some dispute over cooking. Although Orson didn't know why the two ran to Penguin Logistics to cook at around four o'clock, he guessed that this was a way to enhance their friendship, so he didn't interfere.

However, many more noises came from the kitchen that made Orson extremely concerned. The clashing of pots and pans was commonplace, and amidst Texas's scolding there were even some sounds that looked like bullets being loaded, bombs counting down, chemicals corroding proteins, and so on.

Could it be that these two had secretly killed someone and rushed here in the early hours of the morning to destroy the body...?!?

Orson shivered in the bed and wrapped the quilt tightly around himself.

After a while, unlike before, all the sounds from the kitchen disappeared this time.

Could it be that it has been processed?

The more Orson thought about it, the more frightened he became. Finally, he carefully opened the door again.

"Eh……"

Fortunately, there were no indescribable human remains in the bathtub. Instead, Orson saw Texas lying motionless on the table, and Exiah sleeping soundly on the sofa.

On the stove next to the two sleeping people, something was bubbling in a pot. Orson leaned over to take a look and immediately gave a SANCHECK.

I can only say that if Gumi saw this thing, my dear classmate Lada would definitely break the armor and make it vulnerable to real critical hits and take down the Angel with three hits.

"Haha...what the hell are you doing?"

Orson sighed as he looked at this inexplicable situation, then covered the two of them with a layer of clothes and walked to the stove to take over the Haisi trap that the ancient gods probably didn't want for sacrifice.

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"Hmm... I really don't want to accept this, but the breakfast Orson made is so delicious, I really don't want to accept this..."

At half past six in the morning, the Angel of Power, awakened from his sleep by the aroma of breakfast, sat at the dining table, complaining softly while putting the Yan Country food on the table into his mouth.

“…What a mistake.”

Texas on the other side also had a serious look on his face. He had originally planned to come early to make breakfast for Orson like he did yesterday, but because of the interference of Archangel, the two of them got into a fight with each other. In the end, they both fell asleep, and Orson had to clean up after them.

"You've worked so hard. Next time, make sure you get some rest."

The culprit who destroyed this small alliance, Orson, brought over the hot milk and, as always, smiled and gave kind advice to the two.

"It's all Orson's fault!"

“Uh huh!?”

The more Exiah thought about it, the angrier he became and he tried to pass the blame on to the other player. However, he was hit on the head with a baguette by Texas next to him and he finally behaved himself.

"Speaking of Texas, have you encountered any of the same situations recently?"

Halfway through breakfast, Archangel asked if Texas had been harassed by the Sicilian gang recently.

"No, it shouldn't be this quiet normally."

Texas responded with a frown. She was a wolf who left Syracuse, so she was naturally very clear about the workings of these mafia gangs.

If the Sicilian Gang had already planned to "kill themselves", why have they been so quiet recently?

"..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Orsen thought of Jingzhe. As the Supervisory Department of Dali Temple, she represented the forces of [Yan Country].

Her arrival could temporarily counterbalance all forces still unaware of Yan Nation's intentions, thus temporarily halting the Sicilian Gang's actions. Texas had previously, by chance, infiltrated Jingzhe's home. If the Sicilian Gang had spies, perhaps this was the reason they hadn't taken any action to this day.

The last operation with Jingzhe was not without results. At least Orsen was very clear about one thing - the intelligence Jingzhe had and her analytical ability as a senior inspector of the Dali Temple were stronger than those of Penguin Logistics and even the Guards Bureau.

If he wanted to help Texas and Lappland solve the nightmares of the past, he still needed to rely on the power of Jingzhe.

"Orson, um... after breakfast, do you have anything to do?"

While Orson was thinking about the situation, Exiah started his routine "classic old show". This Sakota was a little embarrassed, but asked Orson about his schedule in a full of energy tone.

"I last found a flower shop that sells potted plants. The peas there can actually spit out seeds. How cool! Want to come join us?"

Exia enthusiastically invited Orson, and Texas on the other side also followed up with his own invitation.

"Would you mind going with me to look at some clothes later, Orson?"

"Ah, why did Texas suddenly make such a serious and boring invitation?"

Angel was stunned for a moment. She looked at Texas curiously. In her impression, this Lupert always took people to go racing. "Buying clothes" was not like Texas at all.

——I feel like Texas has become so strange these past two days...

"Wow! You all came so early."

Exia's doubts about Texas were interrupted by Croissant who suddenly entered the room.

"Want to have breakfast, croissants? I made some extra, should be enough for one person."

When Orson saw Croissant, he waved and greeted him and invited him to come along.

"Oh, if Orson cooks, he definitely needs it! Looks like I made the right decision by accidentally leaving my stall permit here yesterday~"

Croissant also came to the table carelessly.

"By the way, I just heard you two were chatting. Orson, why don't you come set up a stall with me? Making money is secondary. The main thing is that you can meet a lot of interesting people..."

“Croissant——” “Croissant”

"Uh uh...well, I'd better go by myself."

Croissant jokingly invited Orson to follow him to set up a stall, but before he could finish his words, he was glared back at by the crossfire of Archangel and Texas.

——Oh my god, this battlefield is too terrifying. You can’t control it. It’s empty.

Croissant complained quietly in his heart.

"Actually, I had something to do this morning. The weapon I asked Snow Pheasant to upgrade has been completed, so I'm going to go get it and see if there are any blind people who dare to bully the unfortunate chicken."

"Oh...huh?"

Exia nodded, then showed a question mark.

When did Orson claim a child from the Guards? What's with that expression of a parent who noticed their child was being bullied and wanted to go to the family to seek justice?

"But I can also modify weapons and stuff like that!"

"Impossible"

Exiah said loudly in dissatisfaction, while Texas was destroying the situation at the speed of light.

"I clearly converted the RPG into a single-soldier trigger-type five-shot explosive mine!"

"Sounds like a single-use, individual weapon..."

Orson grumbled quietly.

Although both Exia and Texas wanted to spend some time with Orson, they weren't the type to mess around. Knowing Orson had things to do, they didn't bother to argue, simply telling each other to be safe and stay in touch.

"Then... shall I go clothes shopping with you?"

After sending Orson away, Exiah looked at Texas.

"no need."

"Tsk tsk tsk, your purpose is quite clear. Anyway, if that's the case, then I'm going to catch you in adultery, Mastema! We still haven't settled our grudges from last time!"

Exia clenched his fist and said viciously that he was always toyed with by the blue-haired fallen angel, and he was determined to get back at him no matter what.

"Then me too... No, it's nothing."

Texas, who was about to go find Lapland, almost let the cat out of the bag.

"..."

Exiah's eyes looked at Texas more and more sharply.

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Here, Orson returned to the Guards Bureau. Because the investigation had hit a bottleneck, the identity of "Deliveryman Otto" was temporarily unavailable.

Nowadays, 'Orson' is considered to be a well-known figure in the Guards Bureau.

The rumored boyfriend of Special Operations Division Senior Superintendent Chen Huijie, Ghost Sister's younger brother, a friend of another Senior Superintendent Shi Huaiya, a man who was in and out of police nearly three times a week - these titles made Orson greet himself wherever he went in the Guards Bureau.

When Orson came to the Guards Bureau before, he was always asked about the progress of his relationship with Chen, which made Orson very upset.

After all, if you don't answer, you'll be considered "a brat trying to be cool," but if you answer, you might get hammered by Chen/Wei Yanwu/Wen Yue if you're not careful.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to Orson today. The agents in the Guard Bureau were all talking about another topic - the mysterious maid who appeared in the cafe and claimed to be from Victoria.

"Hmm? I haven't seen Orson in a few days. How are things going between you and Chen?"

Of course, even so, there are still people who persevere in asking about the progress of this unfounded relationship.

"Ahahaha... I've explained the relationship between Officer Chen and me many times, Mr. Adams."

Orson looked at the handsome guy in the pool who was two heads taller than him. He was actually from the same school as Chen Huijie and was a young man from the Royal Guard of Victoria Nobles.

"You can't say that. Maybe it really works? I don't think Chen's interest in you is fake. Oh, my mother is traveling in Longmen recently. She said yesterday that she saw that maid who's all the rage lately! And not only that, guess what..."

"Officer Chen is here too?"

"Yes! Can you imagine, that Chen Huijie wearing a maid outfit—let's go to a place together next time?"

"Don't drag me into this, Mr. Adams."

——And I’m the person involved…!

Orson complained loudly in his mind, then looked at Adams.

"Speaking of which, many people in the Guards Bureau are busy today. Is there something going on?"

Orson noticed that the Guards Bureau was noisier than usual today, and many people could be seen running around in the corridors.

"Ah, there's a dinner in two days, and the Chief Superintendent said there will be a major announcement at the dinner."

"Chief Superintendent..."

Listening to Adams' words, Orson secretly became cautious.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with old acquaintances, Orson finally arrived at the Technical Materials Department.

"Here I am, Snow Pheasant. Where are we going to eat today? It's my treat—Wuwa!?"

Following the name in Snow Pheasant's text message, he found an inconspicuous office. Orson pushed open the door and greeted happily, but he didn't get a response from the unlucky chicken. Instead, he saw a motionless "corpse" lying on the ground.

"Snow-pheasant-!"

Orson rushed forward, hugged Lappland's stored food, and roared to the sky.

Later, with the efforts of the detectives who came after hearing the noise, Orson was taken to the Guard Bureau for allegedly molesting the Guard Bureau's beggar version mascot, and was sent to the bureau again on the spot (wrong)