About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

W looked at Orson in front of him, put his fingers lightly on the detonator in his pocket, and smiled again on his face. "Waiter, two cups of Long Island iced tea~"

"Well, I don't drink..."

W naturally ordered two glasses of wine to the waiter, while Orson waved his hands in embarrassment to indicate that he could not drink.

The last time I drank alcohol was at the party after Alina woke up. I remember drinking half a glass of wine, and then I opened my eyes to see the ice and fire in the tent (referring to being used as a pillow by Frost Star Tallulah).

"It's obvious that you are a job of licking blood, but you don't like to numb your nerves? Could it be that you are still a brat just like your appearance?"

W's smile was full of sarcasm, and Orson couldn't bear it immediately after hearing it.

"I'm 20 anyway! It's just a cocktail, let me take it—cough cough cough!"

Orson picked up the cocktail handed over by the waiter and almost choked himself to death after taking two sips.

"..."

W blinked his eyes, this guy really looked like he was drunk.

"Ahem... Sorry, it's embarrassing, but the taste is quite good, it tastes like a drink."

Orson awkwardly commented on the cocktail ordered by W, and then stared at W seriously.

W kept her finger on the detonator. If Orson did the same "behavior" as last time, she would immediately detonate the surrounding traps.To prevent the opponent's inexplicable origin stone skills.

"First of all—I'm really sorry last time!"

"……what?"

I thought that Orson would use [Curtain Call], so he was stunned by the concentrated W. Not only did the opponent not make a 'silence' gesture, but he came up with a burst of stardom: put his hands together and bowed his head to apologize.

"Is your palm all right?"

"Ah, I entrusted you to take care of it. It didn't take long to heal after going back. Do you want to come and have a look?"

W stretched out his right hand in front of Orson in a weird way, but Orson didn't understand W's irony at all, but actually held W's extended hands seriously.

"Hmm... It really doesn't look like I've been injured, but I'm still embarrassed—uh oh!"

W quickly withdrew his hand and stared at Orson with eyes that had seen a ghost.

——What's the matter with this guy?

"I said... your brain is fine, right? I really wanted to kill you last time, including now? Or, this is also some kind of boring strategy of yours? You want to use this idiot-like performance To confuse me?"

W looked at Orson and asked what was wrong with him.

In fact, this can’t be blamed on Orson. Tallulah Alina Frost Star around her is a very straightforward existence. Tallulah and Frost Star are straight-forward and naive. The only one who can be yin and yang is the black snake. , but Black Snake has now suffered from "Orson PTSD", and will immediately shut himself up when he sees Orson.

In this environment, Orson's YYGQ power is naturally completely insufficient.Don't talk about fighting back, you can't even hear w's yin and yang weirdness at all.

"I understand, after all, it's the job of a mercenary, but aside from the personal time at work, I still hope to get along well with Ms. W."

Orson carefully took another sip of the Long Island Iced Tea and said, then suddenly realized something and showed a nervous expression.

"Could it be that it's working time now, and your target has become me?"

"...Not really, in a sense, now is indeed a private time."

W sighed, let go of the detonator in his palm, and put his left hand on the table.

"Then what is Miss W doing here this time? Could it be just a coincidence that I met here?"

"Ha, there are not so many coincidences in this world, but thanks to a certain guy, I really don't want to fight with you here now, and now I just want to get to know each other better with good intentions, okay? "

Although he was full of lies, W's words were true.After a lot of tossing just now, W is now too lazy to test Orson's Originium skills.

After all, for W, the goal this time is not to fight Orson to the death. These pre-planted bombs are more like her defense, or... bad taste.

"Well, actually, I also want to find a chance to have a good chat with Ms. W—since we have reached a consensus, Ms. W should also release the bombs buried around me from standby mode."

Orson sensed the trap that W had planted in advance and the detonator in the opponent's pocket at first.But even so, Orson did not directly fight W. Orson was afraid that it would affect other people around him. In terms of results, Orson's "non-resistance" did avoid a battle.

"I'm not a murderer, those are just sonic bombs. But you, you are really annoying."

W threw the detonator on the table, then put the cocktail to his mouth, while enjoying the low alcohol stimulation that even Daigo couldn't do, while analyzing the specific hole cards of the boy in front of him.

——His observation ability is very strong, outrageously strong, but in contrast, the ability to eliminate traces and anti-tracking is only at the ordinary level.Is it related to the nature of his previous work?

At the same time, Orson was also observing W with a Long Island iced tea in his hand, thinking about how he was going to talk to the mercenary next.

Orson didn't intend to discuss the wealth code with W. The name "Theresia" might be the correct code for the members of the Tower of Babel, but what he said from an outsider like himself would probably only irritate the other party.

In the final analysis, W's philosophy does not coincide with today's integration movement.The goal of the integration movement is to unite the infected and ordinary people, to eliminate barriers, to drive out injustice, so as to obtain better living conditions.

And W probably only wants the Sarkaz race to have the right to choose death.

It's obviously a single pusher from Theresia, what's all this pushing.

But on the other hand, as long as W's purpose is used, maybe it's not impossible to drag her into the integration movement...?

"Anyway, what is your purpose this time, Miss W?"

Orson shook his head in a little confusion and asked W.

"It's very simple. The leader of the Sarkaz mercenary group hired by the Duke of Baikal, Garson, may come to trouble you in person in the near future. Remember to treat him well~"

"The mercenary leader...? Why did you tell me this information?"

"On the one hand, do you still remember what I just said? You are number four, and that guy is No.3. Telling you this information may be able to get rid of my two annoying guys in one go. On the other hand, it's because—— "

The smile on W's face became mad and ferocious.

"I've never been humiliated like that, you can't die at the hands of that guy. I'll blow your limbs off with a bomb myself, and then with a knife... hello?"

"I see... Zzzzz... hiccup. Zzz... hiccup."

In the middle of W's frantic speech, he suddenly realized that Orson, who had been a little strange just now, was flushed, hiccupping while the chicken was pecking at the rice, and a quarter of the cocktail was empty in front of him.

"You're too drunk!!"

"Hold, I'm sorry... Well, I'll pull myself together—Boom!"

Orson's head hit the table, and the impact barely revived him a little, but he fell back asleep soon after.

"..."

——Is this kind of guy the guy who I set up a trap 2 hours in advance and decided to fight it out?I feel like I'm the idiot...

W poked Orson's cheek, and Orson squirmed a little, then didn't respond again.

W poked it again, and the latter made a strange sound of "hummuuuuuu..." like a time-telling bird.

"Haha, what an interesting guy, if that's the case..."

There was a dangerous gleam in W's eyes as she walked to the restaurant bar, holding a glass, which was then... filled with ice cubes.

"I fall."

"Uhhhhhhhh!?"

Orson got up stimulated by the ice cubes that were suddenly stuffed into his clothes.

"Awake?"

W asked Orson with a smile, and the latter nodded while shaking the ice out.

"Listen, I really wanted to have a good fight with you, but that's not important anymore. What I'm more curious about is why you rarely kill those Sarkaz mercenaries, just deprive them of action ability?"

W suppressed his smile and questioned Orson, most of the mercenaries sent to assassinate Zaolu were found intact and without sequelae.Although a small number of mercenaries had their limbs cut off by unknown weapons.

"Well... First of all, although I hold grudges, I don't like to kill people. Secondly, I also divide people. There are many mercenaries just to make a living. Since I have the ability to protect Zao Lu without killing them, then Of course I would."

Orson rubbed his eyes while responding in a daze.

"Oh? Do you think those Sarkaz have the right to live?"

Orson's answer made W raise his eyebrows.

"Everyone has the right to live—something too scumbag. But whether it's Sarkaz, the infected, or whoever, everyone has the right to live."

Orson spoke out what was in his heart, while W was silent for a while.

There was no smiling W, which made Orson stunned.

"—Sure enough, you are a guy worthy of being killed by me, but not today, Orson."

But only for a moment.After a brief silence, W smiled again and got up to leave the restaurant.

"Think of it as a buy-one-get-one benefit—there are people from Baikal among the guards around you."

"Baikal...? Wait a minute, Miss W—"

Orson tried to stop W, but was smeared with a bill.

"This guest, you don't want to escape the bill, do you?"

"Of course not...Wow, Long Island iced tea is so expensive!?"

"This is the average price, customer. May I ask you to pay by card or face?"

Orson froze for a moment, took out his pockets, and then shrugged.

"Swipe the plate to pay."

If I had known earlier, I would not have given all the money to Uncle Isaac. "Hey woo woo..."

At night, Orson rubbed his head in a daze and returned to the Rostov mansion, his head was so dizzy that he died.

Halfway through the chat with the enemy who wanted to take my life, I almost fell asleep... In the end, W splashed water on me with blue veins to wake up, and the first sentence of the other party was "It's too unfulfilling to kill such a person ".

"Wow, what a shame..."

Although if there is an emergency, Orson will wake up quickly by tuning himself, but that will cause the concentration of origin stones in the body to rise faster, and secondly, it is too much of a fuss.

In short, never touch alcoholic beverages again...

Orson, who swore so secretly, washed his face, and then returned to the mansion to resume his job as a senior guard, just in time to meet Zao Lu.

"Good evening, Miss Natalia."

"Orson? Where did you go after school?"

After seeing Orson, Natalia came over and asked a little unhappy.

"Uh...Because there are other bodyguards on the road, so I went to investigate the situation at the Duke of Baikal's side."

Orson gave a half-true reason, Zao Lu frowned and stared at Orson for a while, then sighed again.