About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"Uh……"

He averted his eyes, looking like a cat that had broken a vase.

——Is there any further progress?!

Even the black snake was startled.

"What the hell is going on, Orson!"

Tallulah was almost sticking to Orson's face, but this time Orson acted as if he was ready to die and would never give in.

"This...I will never say this now!"

"You have some nerve, boy. But this is meaningless. Lend me your body, my daughter. I will show you the forbidden art of torture I've learned."

Black Snake rubbed his wrist and smiled sinisterly.

"No matter what kind of torture, I will never tell you!"

Orson fought desperately, and Tallulah had no choice but to exchange the use of her body to Black Snake.

————3 minutes later————

This guy was pushed by two dogs, not dogs, but two Lupers who were being hunted by the Sicilian Gang. At first, he was just trying to help like a good guy, but in the end, he got himself into trouble. He was pushed twice in a row, and the second time, he was even pushed by two wolves at once.

Black Snake told Tallulah all the secrets that Orson had tried to hide, while Orson lay limp on the ground, motionless, his face flushed and occasionally trembling slightly, with transparent liquid flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes blurred and unconsciously turned upwards.

“Gu… Kill me…”

Under the torture attack of the "Hell Tickle Full Body Power Frequency Enhanced Version" that Black Snake learned from Alina, Orson couldn't hold on for more than 3 minutes and was completely defeated.

"Aha……"

Tallulah, who had regained control of her body, listened to Orson's experience, sighing and rubbing her eyebrows.

Tallulah actually knew very well that Orson was not a so-called "scumbag", which was immediately evident from the fact that she was able to refute Mosti immediately just now.

In fact, when he first joined the Northern Guerrillas, there were often girls in the team or in the village who had a liking for Orson. After all, apart from being a little short, Orson had all the other abilities, including combat and living skills, and he was optimistic and positive in his dealings with others. From girls of the same age to younger older sisters, they were basically all in his good range.

After Casimir was canonized as a lifetime honorary knight [Silent Knight], Orson would often be violently rubbed by girls who appeared out of nowhere when he was walking on the street.

However, even in such an environment, Orson had no desire at all. He was really insulated from love and never took the initiative. When faced with other people's offensives, he would usually reject them seriously, and it was even more impossible for him to force girls to do anything.

It sounds good, but the problem is - apart from not being in love, Orson is defenseless in every sense towards the acquaintances he trusts, and he rarely refuses other people's requests. In addition, he is not very strong, so he has been pushed down more than once.

...No, if I think about it carefully, it seems that except for myself, whether it is the Snow Rabbit or the two Luper tribes, Orson is almost always the one who gets pushed.

After thinking about it, Tallulah sighed again. Orson was afraid that he would not be able to solve the problem of acquaintances, kind people and those who did not know how to refuse in the short term.

[No... there is still a way to solve this, my daughter.]

Black Snake's voice was heard, and her shadow gently pressed against Tallulah's ear, whispering like a devil tempting her to sign a contract.

[Since the current situation is caused by Orson being too 'passive', then wouldn't it be better if we just made him a little tougher?]

tough……

Tallulah looked at Black Snake, who gave her a sinister smile.

[Don't worry, my daughter. I don't mean any harm. After all, I also hope that my future 'son-in-law' can be manly in daily life, and not wait until something endangers his friends before stepping up and taking on the responsibility, hehe...]

Black Snake gently stroked Tallulah's face, and his tone became low and seductive.

Once upon a time, Black Snake had been constantly guiding and luring Tallulah into the abyss. However, up to now, Black Snake was still the same Black Snake, and the method of seduction was still the same, but the content of the seduction had become the delicate topic of "whether to let Orson be brave".

——Even if you say so...we shouldn't interfere with Orson's own thoughts.

Is it his idea or your 'position'?

"..."

Black Snake's questioning made Tallulah fall silent.

Tallulah never announced in any official occasion that she was Orson's girlfriend, nor did she discuss this matter with Orson.

In the final analysis, was he truly the most "special person" in Orson...? Or was he simply "the first person"?

Tallulah was still struggling with this unanswered question, but at this moment, Black Snake took the initiative to make trouble.

The black snake in spirit form approached Orson gently and used the ability that had once tortured him so badly, "Tuning (a low-profile version of the black snake plagiarism)" on Orson.

“Ugh…! Tallulah…?”

Orson, who had been 'tuned' by the black snake, suddenly stood up slowly from the ground and looked straight at Tallulah.

"What have you done, Black Snake!?"

Talulah noticed something was wrong with Orson and immediately asked the black snake beside her.

My ability is to manipulate people's minds and consciousness. That guy's abilities are similar to mine, so I quickly learned them, though I'm still not as good as the original. As for what I did? Don't worry, I simply removed the shackles Orson had been holding within himself. In other words, I temporarily freed him from having to consider other people's feelings or put himself in their shoes. He can only follow his own pace and act according to his inner desires.

After all, Black Snake was once the "disaster" of the land of Ursus. She possessed a terrifying ability to learn tricks. After being tortured by tuning instruments countless times, she also learned some of the basics of this ability.

"Acting according to your own ideas...?"

Ah, that idiot has always prioritized the people he cherishes. Whether it's working hard for others or doing something for them. Including what happened before, it was essentially because Orson thought it would help others (referring to the woman who pushed Orson)

"...It does fit in with Orson's way of thinking."

Tallulah sighed, then looked at Orson in front of her, who seemed no different from usual, but seemed more "active" than usual and slowly approached her.

——If Orson doesn’t consider other people’s feelings at this moment, then if I want to do something embarrassing with him... I will definitely be rejected, right?

Tallulah thought so, and she planned to let Orson remember the feeling of "rejecting others" instead of falling down every time he was pushed.

"Orson, I—"

"flutter!"

"Woo!? O-Osen...?"

Tallulah blushed and before she could say anything, Orson threw her onto the bed.

She looked at Orson in surprise, but the other party's eyes were not lost at this moment, but rather nervous and excited.

——Could it be that… what you have been suppressing, Orson, is actually…

「Hah, so you and this idiot actually like each other but are restraining each other. If that’s the case, then it has nothing to do with me... huh?」

Miss Black Snake looked at the "happy ending" scene and nodded with satisfaction, preparing to leave and stop being a light bulb. However, not only did her shadow not dissipate, but her arm was entangled by the "rest" extending from Orson's shadow.

[Wait, wait a minute, Orson... What's going on? What's going on?!?]

At first, Black Snake, who had only intended to assist his daughter as an "old father/mother", suddenly discovered that his non-existent "consciousness" actually felt the tightness of being clamped by the pause.

Not only that... Miss Black Snake, who was trying to twist away from the rest, was surprised to notice that a second rest vine had emerged from Orson's shadow, and this time the black twisted 'tentacles' were aimed at the clothes that she had conjured up from her consciousness.

Tear it——!!

「Eh!? No... Why? I don't even have the right to exchange bodies with Tallulah, so why am I being treated like a real person... Wait, my dress...!」

Black Snake, who had always been at ease with her clothes, was completely panicked. She had never thought that her non-existent consciousness could experience such a clear "touch", the slight coolness of her chest after her clothes were torn open, and the heat released on her cheeks due to the humiliation of realizing that she was held in the air and unable to move... all of them were extremely realistic.

[It's bad, I got myself into this...! ]

Realizing that something was wrong, the black snake looked at Tallulah, hoping that his daughter could help him quickly to prevent the chastity of this thousand-year-old snake from being lost in such an outrageous way.

“Tallulah…”

"It's okay, Orson... It's okay, just like that, just show everything about yourself—"

A few seconds later, Black Snake despairingly discovered that Orson had already rolled over with Tallulah, and the two of them didn't even notice that they were playing a strange game with Rest.

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76. But, I refuse!

Early in the morning, Orsen had just moved in. White steam was coming out of the bathroom of the new room, and the echoing sound of running water gave it a unique atmosphere of life.

"Aha……"

The silver-haired dragon cub slowly walked out of the bathroom. She was wearing a scarf and crystal clear water droplets were dripping from her hair. Her face looked a little tired, but more comfortable and relaxed.

"Back in the North, I rarely had access to hot showers, but after spending so much time in Casimir, I've become so dependent on this technological masterpiece that it's convenient for everyone. I wonder if this will keep me from becoming lazy..."

Tallulah, who had mostly taken ice bucket baths during her time as a guerrilla in the North, vaguely discovered that her mind had been corrupted by the hot baths in the civilized and affluent areas, but because it was so comfortable, she had no way to resist.

"……Um?"

As soon as Tallulah left the bathroom, she was greeted by a fragrant aroma. The sweet, cooked aroma immediately whetted her appetite, and the newly emerged dragon wagged its tail in anticipation.

"Orson, what are you—"

Drop drop drop!

Before Talulah could say hello to Orson, her communication device suddenly rang, displaying the name of Frost Star.

"Well……"

After seeing the familiar name, Tallulah was subtly stunned for a moment, but she still wiped her palms and answered the phone.

"Tallulah? How's things going over there? Have you met with Orson? I called you twice late last night, but you didn't respond. Are you lost?"

"...Are you a bit prejudiced against me, Frost Star? I've already arrived at Orsen's residence."

"Tsk... So how's Orson doing? Is he with you? You two didn't do anything like that, did you?"

Frost Star almost without any concealment asked Frost Star some of the questions that concerned him most.

"That idiot Orson is fine as always. He's making breakfast in the kitchen. We're both fine. Don't worry about Frost Star. How are you and your fellow team members doing? Have they found a place to stay in the slums?"

Tallulah pulled out a chair and sat at the dining table, then quickly answered a few of Froststar's questions.

"Let's just say so. While there won't be patrols in the Longmen slums that will whip out batons at the slightest disagreement, the power dynamics here are far more complex than one might imagine. And they'll probably be staying there for a long time, at least since Longmen was sealed off. We haven't found a way to obtain legal Longmen status without alerting the Royal Guards—did you have sex with Orson last night?"

"Ahem...! Don't ask someone something like that at the end of a sentence! Anyway, be patient for a moment. The situation over there might be a little complicated, so protect yourself."

"Where's Orson? I want to ask about his recent health and whether he's had sex with you—"

"I've been hit by an EMP here. Let's talk after the signal is bad!"

Talulah hung up Frost Star's phone call directly. Ever since the snow rabbit arrived at Longmen, its motives and goals have been very clear. Every day, it almost asks Talulah Orson when he will be home so that he can rush over and severely abuse this little chimera.

After exchanging a phone call with Frost Star to confirm each other's conditions, the water droplets on Tallulah's body were almost dry. She took out a change of clothes from the suitcase, hesitated for a few seconds, and then went into another bedroom that was not the one they had used yesterday to change clothes.

—Really… Yesterday was so intense, and yet I’m still thinking about living in separate rooms…

Tallulah sighed as she changed. After their wild intercourse late last night, Orson and Tallulah seemed to have grown even closer. They had even fallen asleep in each other's arms, cuddling each other.

However, after one night, it seemed as if those 'changes' had slowly reversed. She still couldn't completely open up to Orson, wavering and hesitating, and in the end, she was back to the same level as before...

"Tallulah? What are you doing in this room? Breakfast is ready."

Orson's voice came from outside the door. Tallulah, who was wearing a black long skirt and a white shirt with a dark red ribbon pinned on her chest, smoothed her hair, then sighed softly and pushed open the bedroom door.

"I haven't had Orson's breakfast in a long time. I'm looking forward to it."

Tallulah smiled and said to Orson, while Orson shyly looked away and placed the plates one by one.

During the meal, although Tallulah did not directly praise Orson's cooking skills, judging from the frequency of his tail waving and the size of the flames (Charmander?), Tallulah should be very satisfied with Longmen's first meal.

"It's been a while since I've tasted something like this. Your cooking skills have become even better, Orson."

"It's okay... Alina's cooking skills are better than mine, right?"

"The taste is different after all, and when I have breakfast with Alina, she occasionally complains about my attire..."

Tallulah looked a little embarrassed. She usually liked the military uniform that she had been wearing since the Northern Guerrilla period, but Alina would not let her wear it anymore no matter what. In addition, Fawn would sometimes bring Tallulah some clothes that looked very "awkward" (meaning more feminine) and Tallulah was in a dilemma whether to wear them or not.

After all, it would be awkward to wear those clothes for a whole day, and if I didn't wear them, Alina would twist my neck with her mechanical prosthesis.

This is a bit off topic.

Tallulah and Orson sat at the dining table and ate their breakfast slowly. Tallulah would recall the "heart-stirring battle" last night from time to time, and then she would eat faster to hide the embarrassment of her accelerated heartbeat.

As for Orson, he was a little worried that Lappland and Angelica would forget how to order takeout and would be sitting at the table starving. Or maybe Angelica would be so stubborn that she would want to cook for herself and eventually take over the entire Penguin Logistics...

——Why haven’t you responded at all, Black Snake?