stupid man

……

When Mori was eating, he felt that Sanders had something on his mind, and looked at him from time to time, hesitant to speak.

Mori vaguely knew what was going on in his heart, so he lowered his head and asked anxiously: "Is the matter of adopting, adopting a family... going, going well?"

After thinking about it, it's because of this.

Sanders was slightly stunned, and then he realized that his attitude made him uneasy, so he smiled gently: "It went well, and a few families expressed their willingness to consider it, but they were blocked by me. I want to find you A better one."

Sanders lied, and felt that there was no need to tell Senju about the repeated encounters. Anyway, there is still time. Maybe some family will come to the door in the future?

Mori believed it, and felt a little more at ease: "Everyone...can you accept me?"

After gradually adapting to this world, Mori once tried to take the initiative to contact the people in the tribe, but Ike always followed him and made his movements somewhat limited. In addition, he found that everyone would secretly point and point at him, which caused him to keep going. I couldn't get in, and then I abandoned myself and went my own way.

"Of course." Sanders comforted: "People in the tribe are very friendly, you will find out slowly."

"Yeah!" Mori nodded, happy, he lowered his head and took a big mouthful of rice, then looked up at Sanders with those shining eyes: "You are so kind, you and Yuri, to me very good!"

Seeing that he was no longer uneasy, Sanders felt a little relieved, and asked jokingly, "Then who is better for you, me or him?"

Mori thought about it seriously, and replied: "It's all good!"

"You should answer me better, because I'm right in front of you." Sanders continued to joke: "You make me so sad."

Mori panicked, and quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand to shake Sanders' hand: "Don't, don't! You're fine!"

Seeing that he was so serious, Sanders stopped teasing him. Looking at the swarthy hand covered by Mori on the back of his hand, Sanders thought of what Yuri said to him today.

Too gentle and it becomes indulgent.

"Sen, if an orc is nice to you, would you try to live with him for the rest of your life?" Sanders said, looking straight at him with those dark golden deep eyes.

Mori was stunned for a moment, he and Sanders looked at each other for a long time, then suddenly withdrew his hand back, and stared at him in disbelief, his words and attitude became awkward: "You... …you you……"

He stuttered again.

At first, Sanders thought he was just frightened by what he said, but it took a few seconds to suddenly understand, so he immediately explained: "Don't get me wrong! I didn't mean that to you, I mean... other Orc."

Hearing this, Mori blinked his eyes a few times before slowly calming down. He lowered his head in silence for a while, and then asked him, "Ike came to you?"

"No, he didn't come to me, I wanted to say these things to you myself." Sanders sighed softly: "You can't be single forever."

"Why...why not?" Mori was a little depressed: "I am alone, at ease."

"But this is the way this world is, and this is the rule of survival here." Sanders smiled wryly: "You have to learn to accept it when you live here."

Mori frowned, and he covered his ears with his hands: "I don't want to hear you anymore."

"You can't always escape." Sanders knew he didn't like to hear these words, and he didn't want to upset him, but he had to say it for his own good: "If you just try to accept, you can definitely fall in love with someone Yes, that's a good thing, isn't it?"

"It's not a good thing! No!" Mori tightly covered his ears, but Sanders' voice was transmitted word for word, so he yelled loudly, trying to use his own voice to cover up the other party's : "I'm a man! I'm a man! What I want is a 'wife'! 'Daughter-in-law'! I'm a man! 'Daughter-in-law'!"

He began to say those two sentences over and over again, declaring that he was a man, and calling him a 'wife' in the earth language. He was so excited that Sanders had no choice but to stop persuading him when he saw how strongly he resisted.

"Okay, I won't talk anymore, if you don't want to listen to me, I won't talk." Sanders walked up to Sen Ju and hugged him, trying to calm him down: "Let's eat, and we won't talk anymore."

Mori covered his ears and waited for a while. Seeing that Sanders did not speak anymore, he took off his hand aggrieved.

"I want to go home." Mori said, looking at Sanders with slightly moist eyes: "My hometown is not like this."

Sanders doesn't know where Mori came from, nor do they know the rules there. The only thing he knows now is that Mori does not accept the rules here.

With a bitter smile, Sanders had a faint headache.

The dinner ended in a somewhat depressing atmosphere, and Mori returned to the room after tidying up the kitchen, during which time he didn't speak a word to Sanders.

Sanders felt that he might be hated by Mori again, and there was nothing he could do about it. Some things had to be done even if they knew it was not easy to do. Yuri was right, Mori had to change if he wanted to integrate into this tribe.

Unless he can go back to where he came from.

Sanders looked at the map under the dim flickering candlelight. He looked at the map very seriously. He had been a wandering orc for ten years. Although he would make plans before each trip, he was quite casual. After all, he often needed to adjust according to the actual situation during the trip. Itinerary and route, but this time he took out a pen and paper to mark on the sheepskin map, and it took a whole night to complete it.

He was tired from staying up all night, so he leaned back on the chair in the living room and dozed off with his eyes closed. After about an hour, he woke up because he felt someone put a blanket on him.

The two pairs of eyes, one black and one golden, met, and Mori silently left. This is not the first time he has covered Sanders with a blanket. This orc always likes to lazily lean on the chair, or read a book or Drinking tea, he often fell asleep without knowing it. Although Senji knew that the orc body was strong, he felt uncomfortable seeing a person sleeping in the living room without covering him, and he didn't even do things steadily. Always worried that he would catch a cold.

So he covered it once he saw it, Sanders woke up once, the two looked at each other once, and then the working one continued to work, and the sleeping one continued to sleep.

But today Sanders stretched out his hand to grab Sen, who was obviously taken aback and turned to look at him.

"Did I bother you?"

"No." Sanders smiled faintly, sat up a little bit, and motioned Sen to sit beside him.

Mori hesitated for three or four seconds before sitting beside him at a distance.

"I studied the map yesterday." Sanders picked up the sheepskin map he put on the table, and pointed it to Mori: "The black line on it is all the routes I have traveled in the past ten years, covering many tribes. , I'm sure there's no hometown of yours in it, so you must be from somewhere I haven't been or heard of."

Mori became a little more energetic, no longer worried about yesterday's unhappiness, and moved to Sanders to look at it. He saw that the huge sheepskin map had hills, rivers and tribes drawn on it, and it was written in characters he could not understand. Simplified annotations are made next to it.

This map is not so detailed, it can even be said to be abbreviated. It is far inferior to the world map Mori saw in textbooks when he was a child. Considering that there are no machines or GPS in this world, this map is probably created by people in this world. The limit of what can be drawn.

In the center of the map is a very large forest sign. With the dense forest as the center, the irregular continent is divided into four parts from east to west, north to south, with glaciers to the north, grasslands to the east, and large areas of desert and Gobi to the west. The place they are in is a forest area.

Sanders' black line extends to almost every area on the map, and there really isn't much left unexplored.

"These thick lines are all the rivers that flow through our tribe, and their sources are all in the central jungle. Yuri said that you were washed to our tribe by the flood, so theoretically your hometown should be in the upper reaches of these rivers." Sander Si pointed to the map and said, he spoke very slowly so that Mori, who was still familiar with the language here, could hear clearly.

Mori listened carefully. He saw that the black lines drawn by Saunders were very dense in this area, and he only heard Saunders continue: "But I pass here almost every time I travel. I dare not say that every little I have been to all the tribes, but at least [-]% of them are familiar to me, so... It is almost impossible for your hometown to be in the upper reaches, and it is even more impossible for the three continents of East, West and North, which are too far away from here , not to mention that floods rarely happen in their place, even if they happen, it will take a month or even a few months to wash you from there, so that only the central jungle at the source of the river is left, but there is the world The most dangerous place on earth is also the least suitable place to build a tribe."

Mori faintly realized what he wanted to say, he raised his head and looked at Sanders, and the handsome man looked at him with pity: "I've been thinking about it all night, your hometown... doesn't seem to exist in this world."

Mori's heart twitched violently, almost out of breath from the pain.

He couldn't refute what Sanders said, because no one knew it better than he did.

He was captured by aliens living in the sewers.

So... presumably... no going back, ever.

Mori wanted to cry, but couldn't cry, so he sat there in a daze, his head was dazed, and his heart was empty.

Saunders knew that it was very uncomfortable for him to come to such a conclusion, so he accompanied him quietly, and when Mori finally came back to his senses, he gently grabbed his hand.

"In the future, treat this place as home." Sanders said, since Mori can no longer return to his hometown, then he has no choice but to integrate here.

Mori glanced at him, but said nothing.

Sanders was silent, and suddenly changed the subject: "You like Yuri, right?"

Mori was stunned for a moment, unable to react immediately.

"Like it or not?"

If you choose one of the two, it is naturally...

"like."

Sanders smiled slightly, and those deep eyes had a bit of meaning: "How much do you like it?"

Mori was a little unable to answer: "I just... like it very much."

Ask: "Can you try to change yourself for him?"

Mori was stunned again, his head was a little confused by his question.

"Can? Can't?"

If you choose one of the two, it is naturally...

"Yes, yes..." Mori scratched his head, not knowing why he asked these questions.

"Then..." Sanders dragged out his tone, and those gem-like eyes looked straight at him, captivating: "If the object is Yuri, would you like to spend your life with him?"

Mori suddenly panicked, he got up and wanted to escape, but Sanders grabbed his wrist tightly.

"Willing? Not willing?" The usually lazy man exuded a strong oppressive aura.

Mori looked at him like this, and suddenly his knees felt weak.

Why do you have the thought of kneeling down?

Mori made a strange answer: "Wish... willing..."

Sanders smiled as warmly as the winter sun: "I see, I will help you."

Sometimes the only way to help a person is to force him to change.

Mori blinked at him, couldn't speak, and could only stand there in a daze.

Help, help what???! ! !