About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

The door was closed tightly, leaving Orson in the room with a question mark on his head.

"Boom!"

Before it was over, the "door closing sound" was heard twice, but the second time it came from the wall to the right of the door, and it sounded more dull.

"...?"

Orson was even more confused, and at the same time, Kal'tsit in the corridor lifted her head from the aisle wall, with a red mark on her forehead left by hitting the wall.

—Should I be alright? Did Orson notice anything unusual about me? No, this level of trouble is easy for me to handle. He shouldn't be able to see it.

The green cat head, whose face was as red as a soldering iron, kept recalling whether he had revealed any strange expression when he showed his swimsuit to Orson just now.

Kal'tsit always felt that she could easily control her emotions. After all, if she couldn't even control her emotions, how could she make plans?

But even Kal'tsit couldn't guarantee that her disguise was perfect with the behavior just now.

After a few seconds, Kal'tsit, feeling the warmth on her face gradually subsiding, threw the condom in her pocket into the non-recyclable trash can, rubbed her nose and took a deep breath.

——Although it is a bit different from the planned situation, it is not completely off track yet. I can still guide the subsequent development back to the original state.

While sharing a bed together would undoubtedly help them bridge the gap more quickly than living apart from each other, Kal'tsit, who always planned everything, found this unexpected situation difficult to navigate. If possible, she'd better steer the situation back to her original plan.

Thinking this, Kal'tsit left the room, but after taking a few steps, she felt awkward again when she remembered that she was wearing a swimsuit under her clothes.

On the other side, Orson, who had been separated from Kal'tsit for a short time, changed into a lighter and more breathable pair of lining shorts in the room, then opened his guitar bag and took out the improved Red Queen Ver3.

"I hope I don't need you."

The third generation Red Queen was modified by Maria-Snowphea-Kloser. First, a folding function was added. The knight sword that originally reached her chest can be easily put into a guitar bag after folding.

Then the "modular special customization" function was added.

Orson took out a cylinder that looked like a fuse, except that it was filled with silver-white powder, from a small protective box and inserted it into a groove in the Red Queen's handle like loading a bullet.

These 'fuse bullets' are 'disposable tactical overload modules' modified by Kolucier, which can be used in one burst through the energy of Red Queen. The silver-white 'bullets' selected by Orson have the effect of instantly bursting out an instantaneous 'HYPER flash bomb' with a large lumen that can penetrate the eyelids.

With a crisp "click" sound, Orson confirmed that the loading was complete, folded the knight sword and put it back into the guitar bag, put it on his back, and stood up to meet Kal'tsit.

"I'm ready here, Kelsey—Wow!"

Orson had just arrived at the lobby and hadn't finished greeting Kal'tsit when the latter suddenly threw a bunch of vouchers, membership cards, discount coupons and the like at him. Judging from the quantity, it could almost cover the entire service industry of Xiosta.

"these are?"

"Compensation provided by the innkeeper."

Kal'tsit spoke lightly, and Orson glanced at the boss at the counter next to him. At this time, he was slumped in the chair, allowing himself to burn into snow-white ash.

A hundred-year-old lynx is really ruthless when it comes to plucking the wool of an animal. Or it can be said that it is not even "plucking the wool", it is just pulling the skin down.

—Sorry, boss…

Orson clasped his hands together and apologized to the boss who had turned into ashes. Although the innkeeper did nothing wrong from beginning to end, he was unlucky enough to become Kal'tsit's outlet.

"Hmm? A 40% discount coupon for the Xiosta Beach BBQ? Business negotiations should still be a while away, so why don't we grab lunch here, Kal'tsit? We can even stroll along the beach while we're there!"

Orson found a discount coupon from the beach shop next door among the countless discount coupons. After picking it out, he asked Kal'tsit if she wanted to go there for lunch.

"If you want."

Kal'tsit didn't refuse, but she didn't show much happiness either. She just nodded lightly.

"Well... after all, I don't really know what you like to eat."

Orson rubbed his hair and said embarrassedly.

Unlike when he was at Penguin Logistics or Linguang Mansion, Orson didn't have to cook every day because Rhodes Island had a dedicated cafeteria.

Ultimately, it is outrageous that a person with the highest leadership authority goes to the kitchen to cook every day.

Therefore, when in Rhodes Island, Orson would only occasionally go to the cafeteria to cook, and there was no fixed recipe for the dishes he made. It basically depended on what the logistics department had purchased that day.

As for Kal'tsit, every time it was lunchtime, Lynx would just stand in line with his plate in his hand with an expressionless face, then ask Orson to help fill the plate according to the order, and then sit next to Amiya or the people from the medical department to eat in silence.

Orson couldn't tell from Kal'tsit's expression which of her dishes she liked most, so he couldn't choose a restaurant she would like.

Of course, Orson later found out when he was chatting with Furong that Kal'tsit usually never appeared in the cafeteria. She would just go to the convenience store and find a boxed lunch or rice ball to make do with. But if Orson cooked today, this lynx would definitely come to line up and eat all the dishes on the plate with an expressionless face.

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Not long after Orson and Kal'tsit left the hotel and headed for the beach, a Liberian man wearing a neat suit and glasses came to the hotel counter.

"How's it going, boss? I hope you can give me some information I need."

The Liberian male leaned against the counter and pushed up his glasses.

"Mr. Cronin...! Yes, yes, as you said, there are two people from foreign countries. They don't look like they are here on vacation."

The boss, who was still immersed in sadness, immediately stood up and leaned close to the other party's ear after seeing the arrival of the Liberi man. After confirming that no one was paying attention, he whispered respectfully.

"It seems that what the Sicilian guest said was right... Well, this is really a side issue, but it doesn't matter."

The man named Cronin pushed up his glasses, then gave a mysterious smile, took out an envelope from his briefcase and handed it to his boss.

"One portion of the contents is for you, and one portion is for the other two guests. You are a clever man, and I believe there is no need for further explanation."

The innkeeper took the envelope and found a stack of Xiosta currency and a miniature eavesdropping device inside.

“I, I understand…!”

The boss nodded immediately, and Cronin nodded in satisfaction, then raised his wrist to check the time and left the room.

——It’s really hard for you, guests who have come from afar, but the fact that you died heroically in a foreign land may become a good topic for others to brag about.

06. Black people’s eviction order

"Come to think of it, Kal'tsit, have you ever seen a real ocean before?"

In the coastal city-state of Xiosta, Orson was carrying a guitar bag containing a knight's sword and heading to the beach in cool and comfortable clothes, while asking Kal'tsit beside him.

"That depends on your definition of 'ocean'. If it's an 'ocean' like Xiosta, a degraded imitation of its form and concept, then I can clearly tell you that besides Xiosta, there's a city-state called Dosores, which houses Terra's largest artificial sea."

Kal'tsit, who was walking beside Orson, answered calmly, as always having the potential to be a riddle man that makes people confused.

"Uh... I'm a little confused. What about the 'real' ocean?"

Orson frankly stated that he had no idea that Kal'tsit was talking about the three little ones.

"—Even I wouldn't deliberately go there. The true deep sea lies beyond the boundaries of Terra. There, only indescribable distortions and a darkness that can devour everything."

Kal'tsit's tone was extremely formal. Orson knew very well that she would never exaggerate. If Kal'tsit was so silent about the "deep sea", it proved that this concept was indeed extremely dangerous on Terra.

But even so...

Orson recalled what Mostima, the 'Keeper of Lock and Key', had said to him. If he wanted to find out the truth that the 'Doctor' had concealed from him, he had to go to Iberia, which was close to the 'Ocean'.

Then Orson thought of Skadi, who was acting mysteriously in Rhodes Island. She seemed to be a "deep-sea hunter" with an unclear connection to the deep sea.

Orson was not quite sure what kind of existence Skadi was. Although Orson's "tuning" could listen to the melody in people's hearts, for example, the inner melody of Kal'tsit, who was very serious beside him at this moment, was sometimes melodious and sometimes nervous. It was probably because she was very happy about traveling, but was worried about Rhodes Island (completely wrong guess).

But for Skadi, Orson's tuning could only produce a melody as steady as the waves of the ocean, unfathomable and unpredictable...

Although Orson had also thought about whether it was possible that Skadi simply didn't think about anything, but the other party was, after all, a deep-sea hunter with a tragic bloodline fate. No matter how Orson thought about it, he didn't think that such a person would be a fool who didn't think about anything.

After this trip to Xiosta is over, I really should find time to talk to Skadi about Iberia and the deep sea. But it would be awkward to bother her like this, so why not buy some gifts in advance while we're in Xiosta?

Although Skadi would instinctively come close to Orson and rub the Chimera every time she saw him, Orson didn't think that the relationship between him and Skadi was that "familiar". The other party was probably just influenced by his "Chimera bloodline", so it would be better to go through the etiquette process.

What kind of gift should I buy her... Speaking of which, Miss Skadi is quite strong. How about buying her some dumbbells?

Orson, who didn't have much experience in gift-giving, came up with a not-so-good answer.

Orson was walking on the beach, thinking about the 'Doctor's origin', 'what killer whales like' and other questions that had nothing to do with Xiosta.

As for Kal'tsit next to Orson, beneath her calm appearance, this lynx's brain was thinking rapidly.

Although Kal'tsit has traveled to countless countries, this is actually the first time for her to simply walk on the beach with the opposite sex without any strong purpose.

Most of the scenery she could see on the beach was a first-time experience for Kal'tsit.

"Honey, I can't get the sunscreen on my back. Can you help me?"

"Hehe, you little idiot, of course I can help you. And I can also help you apply the paint on the front carefully and evenly, okay?"

“Ah! You idiot—!”

"..."

Kal'tsit frowned as she looked at a couple lying on the ground on the beach next to her. The two of them were playing on the blanket without caring about the eyes of the people around them. The man's hands filled with sunscreen were wandering over the woman's body, even gradually wandering towards her chest. The girl was scolding him on the surface, but in fact she was also enjoying the process.

——Although it is indeed difficult for the human body to evenly apply sunscreen chemicals alone, it will be more efficient and faster if Mon3tr is used.

Kal'tsit instinctively disliked the other party's inefficient 'sunscreen application' method, but as she thought about it, the person lying on the beach became herself, and the man next to her became a familiar Chimera boy.

If I asked Orson this, how would he respond? Would he be shy, dazed, or would he happily agree?

Kal'tsit glanced at Orson beside her, and coincidentally, Orson also looked at Kal'tsit, and their eyes met.

"It feels really nice to walk along the beach with Kal'tsit while feeling the breeze. It turns out that coming to Xiosta with you was the right decision~"

Orson smiled at Kal'tsit. Kal'tsit was stunned for a moment when she saw Orson's smile, then quickly glanced to a place where Orson could not see, using this method to physically cover up her inner hesitation.

Perhaps even Kal'tsit herself didn't notice her changes.

After all, if it was me who first met Orson, I would definitely not choose to "turn my head away" at this time, but would summon M3 to hold Orson's head in my mouth and massage it.

"Ah, that must be the restaurant in front. It really has a beach vibe."

Orson pointed to a wooden hut next to the beach not far away. The hut itself was not small and had a sign on it with the same name as the one on the discount coupon in Orson's hand.

"Being built in this coastal location, perhaps the tide rise in Xiosta is not as high as I originally expected."

Kal'tsit analyzed calmly, then followed Orson into the hotel.

“Welcome~”

As soon as the two entered the room, they were greeted by servants in swimsuits. Orson nodded politely, while Kal'tsit stared at the styles of the swimsuits on the female servants, glancing at Orson beside her from the corner of her eye.

Along the way, Kal'tsit was secretly observing the swimsuits of passers-by and Orson's reactions. As a result, Orson basically had no reaction along the way, which was completely different from his hurried and shy reaction when he suddenly saw his swimsuit in the hotel.

Thinking of this, Kal'tsit felt a little superior in her heart. She stopped paying attention to those swimsuits and followed Orson to sit in an empty seat.

"Kelsey, what do you want?"

Orson handed the menu to Kal'tsit and asked.

"Just follow the waiter's recommendation. Wait a moment, I need to take a call. It should be from the contract negotiation party who wants to confirm the time and place."

Kal'tsit had just sat down when her cell phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the [Rhine Life] note displayed on it, stood up and walked towards an empty area.

"be careful."

Orson and Kal'tsit waved, then he picked up the menu to see what interesting dishes Xiosta had. He could learn some and show them to everyone later.

"...?"

Before Orson had time to look at the menu, a feeling of 'familiar yet strange' suddenly emerged.

He put the menu down and, as expected, noticed a familiar figure not far away—a taciturn woman from the Filin tribe who he had met once before in the cabin, sitting next to the mayor's daughter Ceylon.

The other person was not alone, but the person next to him was not Miss Ceylon, whose tea-making skills were promising in the future, but several men in suits who were out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Uh... what's going on over there? Should I say hello now? Or is it better to pretend I didn't see anything?

Orson was thinking about how to get along with the woman who seemed hostile to him, and just when he was a little distracted, the black-haired Filin instantly came to the door of the restaurant, with his pupils fixed on Orson.

I always feel that... now is not the time to think about whether I should say hello, but whether it would be better to run away?

Because he had no time to concentrate, Orson could only listen roughly and vaguely to the inner melody of the film called "Black".

It was obvious that what the young lady was thinking about at this moment seemed to be related to herself.

As expected, Hei walked straight into the restaurant and came in front of Orson without any hesitation, his eyes fixed on him.

"Um, Miss Hei..."

"Let me be frank—can you leave this city?"

Before Orson could complete the standard social procedure, Hei's words interrupted him.

【Beautiful Xiosta welcomes everyone! 】

At the same time, the TV hanging on the wall just entered the commercial break.

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