About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"Miss, it's best not to have too much interaction with them."

"Huh? Why?"

"..."

——Because the bloody smell on that boy is similar to mine.

Hei didn't answer, but she had already put Orson at the top of her alert list.

The silent film knew very well that beneath the boy's harmless appearance, there was an unconcealable bloody aura.

He is of the same kind as himself, a "shadow" hiding behind the light.

As for that Filin woman with a rather unfriendly expression...? She's probably also a noble somewhere.

"So, he's also a SP (Personal Security Guard), responsible for protecting the people he holds dear?"

"black?"

Hei was talking to himself, while Ceylon on the side tilted his head and looked at the bodyguard curiously.

——Well, that boy must be kept away from the young lady from every angle.

Hei made his own decision and nodded in confirmation, leaving Ceylon with a face full of questions.

04. Female tourist C

"Travelers from all over the world, welcome to the beautiful coastal city of Xiosta! Here you can enjoy the sea breeze and the beach, sunbathe and charcoal barbecue. And you can also enjoy a variety of music styles at any time wherever you go!"

"This is a coastal city, a tourist destination, and the epicenter of music! Please allow me to solemnly introduce the details of the annual 'Obsidian Music Festival' to everyone! Perhaps this is your purpose for coming here, but please believe me, the charm of Xiosta is so great that a brochure alone cannot capture it all!"

"First, please allow me to explain the origin of the 'obsidian' used in the Obsidian Festival! Legend has it that in the second year of the Yuanhe era, a sea king arrived in Xiosta. Out of interest, he ventured into the volcanic caves surrounding Xiosta to engage in rock mining..."

After getting off the transport ship and taking a shuttle bus to the interior of Xiosta City, the first information Orson received was the voice coming from the roadside loudspeaker, which continuously introduced various interesting stories and advantages of the city in front of him.

Although he didn't know whether "obsidian", a mineral that had never been heard of in Ursus Longmen, was really as mysterious as the propaganda said, Orson didn't have the mind to think about this question at the moment. He focused all his attention on the surrounding scenery.

Objectively speaking, Orson has been to more cities than 8% of the people on Terra: Ursus, Casimir, Lungmen, Lateran—

But even so, Orson was still able to clearly realize that the style, environment, and even the status of the people in this coastal city where he was now were completely different from those in previous cities.

The Great Knight Territory of Casimir is a city-state that embodies chivalric culture and is a fusion of classic and modern elements.

Longmen is an emerging, high-tech, and dazzling near-future bustling landscape.

Chernobyl is a serious city-state that gives off a sense of heaviness and stability at first glance, and is filled with simple yet practical things.

Xiosta is different from these cities. If we have to describe it, it would be more accurate to say that it is a "large seaside resort" rather than a "city-state".

Villas and residential highlands with blue and white as the main color scheme are lined up on both sides of the street. There is not even a building higher than 6 stories in sight.

In the distance you can faintly hear the tidal sounds of the ocean (although it’s actually a particularly large inland lake), and the volcano rising from the horizon in the distance is unforgettable.

There were quite a few people on the street, but unlike Longmen where everyone was in a hurry and rushing to a destination, the people living in Xiosta all exuded a sense of "laziness" and "relaxation" from the inside out.

"There's actually a city-state like this in Terra."

After looking around, Orson sighed.

"There are many wonderful countries and city-states on this land."

Kal'tsit responded nonchalantly.

"Oh, that's amazing."

"..."

Orson nodded, but Kal'tsit's expression next to him was a little subtle.

——At this point, shouldn't you continue asking me about "what interesting city-states there are?" Why did you stop talking here?

Kal'tsit complained in her heart with some dissatisfaction. She was ready to teach this Chimaera a lesson, but the latter escaped with one attack.

Even after getting off the land-based ship, the Queen Mother of Rhodes Island still had complaints about Riosen leaving her aside in the cabin and chatting with the girl named Ceylon.

"Hmm? Mr. Orson, Dr. Kelsey~"

Speak of the devil and he appears. Miss Xiosta, Ceylon, who had suddenly intervened and prevented him from doing the "oral nucleic acid test" on Orson, came out from the other side. When she noticed the two of them, she immediately smiled and waved.

"Miss Ceylon? What are you going to do next—woo!"

Orson also saw the elegant and lovely young lady holding a parasol. Without thinking much, he was about to reach out to greet her. However, as soon as he raised his right hand, he was dragged back by a force from the back of his neck.

"We still have tasks to do, don't be so lazy."

Kal'tsit directly dragged Orson in the opposite direction.

"Please come find me when you have time—Ugh! Hei? W-why did you suddenly grab my hand—Wow!"

Coincidentally, Ceylon on the other side also suffered a similar treatment as Orson. She originally planned to invite the young man who had a very good first impression of her to meet again, but she was also forcibly dragged away before she could finish her words. It was just that she was dragged away by the black-haired Filin woman "Hei" next to her.

"There's no need to get too involved with the mayor's daughter right now."

"Don't get too close to that young man with an unknown background."

Kal'tsit and Hei said almost identical words at the same time, and Orson and Ceylon's second meeting was inexplicably taken away by the two of them.

"Uh... Kelsey, are you okay?"

After being dragged away by the green cat head, Orson asked Kal'tsit in a low voice.

—It seems Kal'tsit has been looking unhappy ever since she got off the land-based ship...

Orson is just a little bit naive when it comes to the concept of love, but his observation skills are not that touching. He knows very well that Kal'tsit is in a bad mood, but the problem is that he really can't figure out why she is unhappy.

"It's okay, it's just a case of not adapting to the local climate."

Kal'tsit responded coldly, and at the same time deliberately avoided looking at Orson.

"Someone who's not used to the climate shouldn't be showing such mental disgust... Um, is it because of me?"

Orson complained quietly and then asked Kal'tsit.

——Has this guy finally come to his senses?

The giant lynx raised his eyebrows after hearing Orson's words. He didn't expect that Orson could realize that it was his own problem.

"Are you angry because I accidentally fell asleep in the car? Or... is it because I half-forced you to go out like this, Kelsey, and you actually don't like it?"

“…No, that’s not the case.”

Orson's question made Kal'tsit, who was just upset with herself, a little uncomfortable. Although this damn Chimera realized that it was his own problem, he was thinking from the perspective of considering himself completely.

I was obviously very happy about Orson's invitation, but I ended up making a fuss over there. This behavior was completely inconsistent with my character.

The result made Orson so worried, and this contrast made Kal'tsit even more awkward.

What on earth am I doing...

"Anyway, I was just thinking about something, Orson. Don't worry about me. Also... you should at least be more cautious with the people around you."

Kel'tsit sighed, then reluctantly nodded to Orson, signaling she was alright. The resentment of being left out had dissipated, leaving only guilt. She'd gone to such lengths to put Orson down, only for him to wake up and worry about her sleeping. Wasn't that a bit rude?

"Scheming? Don't look at me like that. I actually have my own standards for judging people. People who can gain my trust are actually very rare!"

Orson said this with his chest out and hands on his hips, looking proud.

I feel a growing sense of guilt...

There are many people around Orsen, but except for a certain Snow Rabbit who is only thinking about continuing the family line, the others at least follow the most basic rules.

"Where are we going next anyway, Kelsey?"

Orson lifted up the guitar bag on his back. Considering his previous experience of being taken to the police station for strolling around Longmen with a knight's sword on his back, Orson cleverly packaged his weapon this time.

Because Xiosta was in the midst of the Obsidian Music Festival at the time, almost one out of every three pedestrians on the street was carrying a musical instrument, so it was not at all out of place for Orson, the "guy dragging a suitcase and carrying a guitar bag," to be among them.

"There's still some time until the agreed time. What do you think, Orson?"

Kal'tsit glanced at her watch and threw the conversation back to Orson.

"Well... since we still have time, how about we go to the hotel we booked to drop off our luggage and then go to the beach?"

Orson put forward his own opinion. In fact, he was indeed very curious about Terra's "sea".

"The seaside? Not impossible. Although the real 'ocean' isn't something you can approach at will, a large inland lake like Xiosta is within the scope of what we can allow."

Kelsey responded calmly.

"I don't quite understand...but let's just leave it as it is!"

Orson nodded happily. It seemed that he could find an opportunity to take Kal'tsit to have a good rest.

Kal'tsit, who was standing by, saw Orson's look and showed a helpless expression as if to say "I can't do anything about you". However, when Orson walked happily in front with his suitcase, Kal'tsit felt happy in her heart.

——Although a young lady suddenly appeared in the cabin, this was still within the acceptable range of error. After all, no plan is perfect.

—Aside from that Miss Black Tea and that bloody bodyguard, everything was still within my plan. Whether it was deliberately setting aside time for leisurely strolls, or pretending to let Orson make the choice while actually letting him think he had the initiative, everything was still within my plan.

Kal'tsit enjoys planning, and her abilities allow her to lay out long-term strategies. For this Terran watcher, predetermined matters are always easier to resolve than unexpected ones. As long as she can factor in the development and advancement of all things within her deductions, she can easily achieve her desired results.

Kal'tsit's goal in coming to Xiosta this time, aside from secondary purposes like "fixing the financial mess she accidentally created for Rhodes Island" and "helping geologist Eyjafjalla obtain information about the Xiosta volcano," was only one main goal:

Through these nearly 3 days, my relationship with Orson has gone from "only being slightly intimate when we play the role of patient nurses" to "it wouldn't be strange if we accidentally touched hands while walking on the street"!

It can be seen that Kal'tsit is unexpectedly "cautious and steady" in setting targets.

Kal'tsit wants to eliminate all "uncontrollable factors" to the minimum, and for this Chimera, "unexpectedly bumping into an acquaintance" is the biggest unstable variable.

But Xiosta, far to the southwest of Terra, can put an end to all such "instability"!

Kal'tsit was determined to achieve her goal, and as she thought so, she heard Orson sigh softly beside her.

"Hmm? I feel like that person over there looks familiar."

"...!?"

Orson's words made Kal'tsit a little angry, and she felt like a cat that found a cucumber behind its tail.

Kal'tsit quickly looked at Orson, only to see him squinting his eyes at a small blue dot at the far end of the street.

"Hmm—it's too far away to see clearly."

Fortunately, Orson didn't particularly insist on identifying the figure that looked familiar. He just glanced at it and then turned his attention back to the street scene of the city of Xiosta.

"You have quite a circle of friends."

Kal'tsit complained lightly about the false alarm, while Orson rubbed his hair.

"Ahahaha... I must have seen it wrong. Come to think of it, you shouldn't run into anyone you know in a place like this. Turning right down the road ahead should be where your hotel, Kal'tsit, is?"

"Yes."

——That’s right, in this kind of place it’s impossible to meet those weird, shameless, sex-crazed people with erratic behavior.

Kal'tsit thought so in her heart.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the street—

"What's wrong, Lao Chen?"

"Hmm... I felt like I saw someone I know just now, but I don't know if it was because he was too far away or too short, so I couldn't see him clearly."

Longmen's rising star Chen Huijie, who once gave up her position but returned to the position of "Senior Officer of the Longmen Guard Bureau" after a period of turmoil, said to the tall ghost woman with long green hair beside her while shaking her hair.

"Yeah, I understand Lao Chen, this feeling of déjà vu."

The ghost woman - Guard Bureau Special Agent Xingxiong nodded "hmmmm" while talking to Chen Huijie.

At this time, Chen Huijie and Xing Xiong were strolling on the streets of Xiosta. They were not wearing the suits they usually wore when on duty at Longmen, but had changed into swimsuits to adapt to the local customs.

Chen's swimsuit is a swimsuit that looks very economical in fabric, paired with ultra-short jeans, while Xingxiong wears a monochrome yukata. Although simple, it also has a very oriental style.

"Xingxiong, have you ever encountered this situation before?"

"That's right, and you know what to do at this time, Lao Chen."

"How to do it."

"Go check the international wanted bounty list to see if there's anyone whose name matches the one you just saw."

"Uh... I feel it should be different."

Chen rubbed his hair, then looked back at the road behind him again. Of course, this time there was no one in sight.

"Come to think of it, I thought you'd dress more... well, more conservatively, Lao Chen?"