I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

The fragrance of his breath was close to his ears, and his soft body pressed tightly against Otoi Hiroshi's back.

The next moment, the towel was gently pulled off by her.

"I heard that massaging like this will make you feel better..."

Slender arms went around his neck, and there was a slight red cloud on Eiffel's cheeks with a slightly pursed mouth.

"Eiffel..."

Otoi Hiroshi gently held her delicate hand and turned her body back.

A few strands of fallen hair stuck to her white neck. Hiroshi Otoi put his mouth on it, and Eiffel tilted his head slightly.

……

Dazzling light shines through the white curtains, and the slightly cold wind blows the gauze curtains like jellyfish.

Otoi Hiroshi put the back of his hand against his eyes, an endless feeling of exhaustion welling up in his heart.

I never thought that Eiffel's delicate body last night would be so...

Turning his head, Eiffel's long pale pink hair was spread out, and his soft, warm body lay curled up next to him.

Otoi Hiroshi just stared at her and put his hand under the quilt.

Kneading her buttocks.

At a certain moment, Eiffel suddenly trembled.

There was a trace of resentment in the eyes that slowly opened.

"Master."

The soft body slowly disappeared in front of Otoi Hiroshi.

Immediately afterwards, her bowed buttocks stretched the quilt into a small mountain.

Otoi Hiroshi's eyes widened and he took a sharp breath.

……

The morning was short, and the tiny rays of sunlight melted the frost on the window glass, turning it into dew and sliding down.

Otoi Hiroshi was leaning on the bedside, holding a tablet in his hand and reading.

According to Hiroki, it has been completely upgraded.

The computing power has been greatly enhanced, enabling fast and accurate processing of large amounts of data.

What he is looking at now is part of the information provided by Hiroki about the intrusion into the organization.

Research in the field of biotechnology.

For us, these materials can be said to be a timely help.

If the research goes well——

An antidote may be successfully developed.

More in-depth information about the organization is generally stored in the internal network.

If you want to explore it, you need to insert Hongshu's data into the internal network.

"Master, lunch still needs some time. Please drink a cup of hot tea first."

Already dressed and dressed as a maid, Eiffel walked in holding a tea cup.

The neat hair is still slightly moist, the fair face is faintly pink, and the beautiful eyes have returned to their usual plainness.

But when he looked at Otoi Hiroshi, there was a little hidden love.

Otoi Hiroshi put down his tablet and sat at the desk.

"Eiffel," he took the teacup in her hand, shook his head and blew gently without raising his head, "who are you?"

"Eiffel is Eiffel." She replied standing aside respectfully.

Otoi Hiroshi stood up slowly and looked down at her.

Eiffel was forced back by his sudden cold attitude and gradually retreated to the bed.

"I have to say, you hid it well."

Otoi Hiroshi moved forward again. Eiffel wanted to retreat, but suddenly stumbled and fell on the bed.

He stretched out his hand, and Eiffel slowly closed his eyes.

She is a member of the Otoi family, and everything she has is given by the Otoi family.

——Including life.

No matter what the young master wants to do to her now, she has no reason to refuse.

——Including sacrificing one’s life.

A picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

That was at a very young age.

The pink leaves of the cherry blossoms were swept into the air by the noisy wind, and his wife held her hand and came to Otoi's house for the first time.

She held her sleeves and pointed at the young man in the distance. At that time, he had a hearty laugh and his eyes were clear and translucent.

"Eiffel, you have to imprint his image deeply in your mind."

"Because he will be the person you have to protect for the rest of your life..."

Eiffel clearly remembers his wife's smile at that time, like a morning flower. She caressed her head, "Even if I'm gone in the future, you will help me take good care of him. Promise, okay? Aiffel." Phil.”

"Yeah!" She replied affirmatively.

The young Eiffel felt the warmth from Mrs. Otoi's palm, rubbed his eyes, and stared at the boy playing in the distance.

——She was earnestly and carefully imprinting his face into her mind.

The picture in my mind ends here.

Eiffel opened his eyes with some fear.

Otoi Hiroshi stretched out his hand and pinched her slender fingers.

"I remember that since I was little, you would suddenly disappear for a few months every year..." He murmured.

"Master," Eiffel raised his head, his originally plain eyes filled with determination, "Eiffel will always be Eiffel, not anyone else. He is Eiffel who only belongs to the young master."

"Did the old man send you for training?" Otoi Hiroshi asked.

After a night of exploration last night, Otoi Hiroshi discovered that there were many small scars on Eiffel's graceful body.

Having experienced hellish training, he naturally understood the origin of the scar at a glance.

Facing Otoi Hiroshi's inquiry, she just shook her head gently, "This is Eiffel's own request."

"This is the Otoi family." The glacier on Otoi Hiroshi's face melted, and he said with some complaint: "There is no need for you to be a dead waiter, as long as you are good, it is enough."

Regarding Eiffel, he could feel a strong emotion from her.

——It was an emotion that he considered morbid, and even if he told her to die, he would not hesitate to call it love.

Just like she said.

"Everything I have belongs to the young master."

It doesn't belong to the Otoi family, it doesn't belong to herself, it only belongs to Otoi Hiroshi.

"I..." Eiffel lowered his head.

“But it’s really reassuring to have Eiffel around.”

Eiffel's eyes suddenly glowed with a different look, and she, who called herself a tool, seemed to have a fiery heart.

The next moment, Hiroshi Otoi smiled evilly and raised her chin with his index finger, kissing her lips.

……

When he woke up on the third day, Otoi Hiroshi subconsciously hugged the delicate body next to him.

His hands reached into the quilt again.

"I really can't do it..."

Eiffel's body trembled, and he ran out of the room with his red cheeks in his hands.

Otoi Hiroshi touched the tip of his nose, "Isn't it a little too much..."

After a while, Eiffel, who had changed his clothes, leaned his head in the door frame and said cautiously: "I have to mow the flower beds in the courtyard today. When you come back next time, I will..."

"What else?" Hiroshi Otoi asked with a smile.

"nothing!"

Otoi Hiroshi smiled helplessly, got up and packed up before returning to his apartment in Mikka Town.

When I opened the door to the apartment, there was a pair of unfamiliar high heels at the entrance.

Women who would come to his apartment and wear high heels.

Generally speaking, only Belmode is right.

It’s just that the high heels in front of me are obviously only size 36.

As for Belmode's feet, he had personally measured them.

It's size 37.

At this time, there was an imaginative sound coming from the bathroom.

"Young handsome boy, are you back? Could you please help me get a bath towel? I've been looking for it for a long time but haven't found it~~~"