Silver Blade and Rose

Zals didn't have much thought about rewards. In fact, he felt that he had completed this mission poorly, at least far from being worthy of rewards.Originally, his attitude was very firm, but Edwin couldn't hold back and insisted on asking him to think of a reward. In the end, Zals could only say, "Then I'll take a few days off."

Edwin raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."

He had already guessed what Zals wanted to do during the vacation, and precisely stopped him in the living room when Zals got up early on the first day of the vacation and was about to go out.

"..." Zales said honestly, "I have to go home."

He only made one phone call to come out to Lilian and Bill. Although he promised to find time to go home and explain to them in detail, but after so long, he still couldn't find a suitable time to go back and see them.

Edwin didn't object, and only said that he wanted to go with him, but Zals refused.

"I want to have a good talk with them first," he said.

It is conceivable that if Edwin went with him, he might not even have a chance to speak, and Edwin would snatch away everything he wanted to explain.He needed a chance to have a good talk with Bill and Lilian. Although he knew that Edwin had good intentions, he still wanted to go back by himself.

At his insistence, Edwin let him go home by himself.

Hearing that he would go home for a two-day vacation, Lilian prepared a lot of delicious food, and bought him several new clothes without Zals' knowledge, like a mother welcoming a son who lives in high school, The thoughtfulness made Zales dumbfounded: "I have grown up for a long time, do you still want to drive to school to pick me up after school?"

"You returned home more diligently when you were in school than now." Lilian retorted not to be outdone.

Zals felt that he was wronged, raised his hands in surrender, and entered the door with the snacks he brought back.

The snacks were given by Edwin. I didn’t know the last time I ate them. He told Zals yesterday that they were a gift from Sauron, the president of the Exorcist Association. Buy five boxes of treats from a nearby bakery.

"This store seems to have a Michelin star." When asked, Edwin explained lightly.

Knowing that he would only get a more miraculous answer if he asked him, Zars reluctantly opened the box of snacks he had just signed for and counted them. Finally, he decided to bring only three boxes for Lilian, and leave the rest in No. 179 for everyone to eat.

Lilian really liked it very much, and even complained less about him, holding the snack box and continuing to interrogate him: "It's not a holiday recently, why do you suddenly have a holiday to go home?"

"We work more freely..." Zars explained vaguely, "We are usually free, and when we are busy, we will need to travel. It mainly depends on whether there are many jobs assigned to me."

In front of Lilian and Bill, his job is still the assistant of the successful man Edwin, and his usual workload really depends on the face of the boss, so these words did not arouse Lilian's suspicion, she just couldn't help asking: "Mr. Owen didn't give you special treatment because of your relationship, did he?"

Zars was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he said helplessly, "What are you thinking? Of course not."

He tried to explain to Lilian that he and Edwin had a normal working relationship, and when he thought of the business trip two days ago that was no different from a date, he felt guilty for no reason.

Lilian could tell whether he was telling the truth or a lie by looking at his expression, but she smiled and didn't expose him again.

Bill didn't come back until evening. They had lunch together. After the meal, Zals took a rare nap in the bed at home. When he woke up, the sun came in from the window, just shining on his bed.

A rare sense of comfort, not quite the same as at 179 Rockhill Street, but he felt that both were equally good.

He got up from the bed, put on his coat and went out. When he went downstairs, he heard Lilian talking to someone. He poked his head out from the railing, but happened to see Edwin sitting on the sofa.

The coat was draped over the back of the sofa, and he was only wearing a harmless white sweater and brown pants. His hair was draped softly and tied behind his head with a rubber band. It was actually the color Lilian wore on his wrist.

It seemed to fit perfectly into their home, like it was supposed to be there.

Knowing he was looking up, Edwin looked up, met his gaze, and smiled at him.

Edwin came uninvited, but Lillian and Bill welcomed him anyway and invited him to stay for dinner.

It’s been a long time since there were so many people sitting at their table. Bill was sitting facing Edwin, and he still couldn’t figure out how to treat him. He ate somewhat slowly, but Edwin ate as elegantly as ever, and at the end he praised Lily. Ann's seafood bisque is delicious.

Regardless of whether it's his son's boyfriend or not, it's always fun to be praised by a handsome guy. Lilian happily accepted his compliment. She originally wanted to say that she welcomes to drink again next time, but she looked at Bill's face before she spoke.

Bill paused holding the fork, and finally said under Zals's expectant eyes, "... come again next time."

Zars and Lilian clapped their hands together. Lilian immediately realized that their camps were different, and looked back coldly.

Zals found it funny and couldn't help but look at Edwin next to him.

Edwin was also looking at him, and after meeting his eyes, he smiled and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Now I know why you rushed home for lunch."

Edwin stayed after supper to eat some fruit, and then rose politely to take his leave.

Zals still didn't know how he got here, and he didn't want him to go back by himself, and felt that Bill might not welcome Edwin to stay overnight. When he was struggling, Lilian came out of the kitchen and stopped them, using a reasonable reason .

"I recently received a custom order, and I just wanted to find a model to help me," she folded her hands and asked Edwin sincerely, "Can you stay a little longer?"

Bill coughed dryly in the living room: "Can't your son do it?"

"The girl's boyfriend is a model. He is tall and thin. Mr. Owen's figure is more suitable." Lilian glanced at the two of them and said, "The baby is still a boy, without the breath of a mature man, no way."

Edwin almost laughed, but fortunately, he has always managed his expressions well, and nodded to Lilian with grace: "I am willing to help you."

So he took off his coat just now and followed Lilian to her studio.He said it was a short while, but in fact, he stayed in the room for more than an hour before coming out, followed by Lilian holding a hand-knitting needle, announcing that the work was not over yet, and that he invited Edwin to stay overnight.

"What's the point of asking a client to model for you for free for one night?" Bill said.

Zals is also a little worried, but it's a different level of worry-Edwin usually doesn't bother to do any extra work, and it seems a bit too difficult for him to be a model for Lilian for a few hours without complaint.

He was afraid that Edwin would feel impatient, even angry.

But Edwin's temper was surprisingly good today, and he readily agreed to this usually unreasonable request: "Of course, I also ate Mrs. Drake's dinner, it's nothing."

Lilian was very happy, patted his arm, and said, "Just call me Auntie."

Zales: "..."

He really couldn't imagine the prospect of Edwin calling his mother and aunt. It sounded like something that would never happen in his dreams.

Seeing the indescribable entanglement on his face, Edwin couldn't help laughing, and finally didn't call his aunt, and found some other excuse to get away with it.

"You look too young, Auntie really can't scream." He smiled and said to Lilian, "It's not to flatter you, but I really don't think it's appropriate."

In terms of age, he didn't know how many years older than Zals' parents, so it must be weird to call him that, and there was another reason besides that, he didn't want Zals to feel uncomfortable due to the pressure.

Originally, he didn't intend to bother to manage the relationship with Zals' parents, because in the end, being together was just a matter between them, and there was no need to transfer the pressure to his parents, but since Zals chose to confess to them, Edwin certainly wouldn't leave him alone with his family problems.

Fortunately, Lilian was easy to coax, and accepted the reason why he didn't call her aunt in a few words. It was Bill who was not easy to fool. He sat on the sofa and saw the three people here as a family, and said bluntly: "I Now I regret letting him sign the contract."

The air froze for a moment, and before Edwin could say anything, Zals came to his senses, laughed dryly and said: "I like my current job very much!"

He was obviously playing dumb, everyone saw it, and Bill said gruffly, "I don't mean the job, you know."

That contract was apparently a simple labor contract, but in his opinion, given that the two were known to be lovers, it was actually just a means of binding Zals and Edwin together.

Bill didn't speak very politely, and he was not very polite to Edwin. Knowing this, Zals turned his head to look at Edwin as if asking for help, hoping that he would not be angry.

Of course Edwin would not be so stingy, but Bill had already shown his attitude clearly enough, and he also understood that the other party was not someone like Lilian who could be settled by showing favors, so naturally he had to use other methods to communicate.

To put it bluntly, he lived hundreds of years longer than them, so he couldn't let Zars worry about such a small problem.

He didn't directly refute Carl's words, but turned to look at Zales: "It is true that the proposed contract was treated as a special assistant, and there will be no change now, but... if one day you want to terminate the contract, Just tell me."

Zars said helplessly: "What are you talking about, how could I—"

He met Bill's serious gaze with a smile, then changed his words hesitantly: "...Okay, got it."

How could it be as if he had been sold and now Bill was fighting for what he deserved?

Seeing him looking like he was being sold and counting money for others, Bill, who has always advocated free education, sighed, somewhat hating iron for steel: "Forget it, do as you like."

Zals blinked, not quite understanding what charade they were playing, turned to look at Edwin, hoping to get an answer from him.

"I'll tell you later." Edwin reassured him in a low voice.

It was getting late, Lilian hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Bill had no further objections, she asked Edwin if he would mind staying in the guest room that had been vacant for a while.

Edwin was not arrogant enough to say that he wanted to live in Zales' room, so he nodded and accepted her proposal.

"I can live anywhere, it's work."

He just stayed at Zals's house. The guest room was on the first floor, and it wasn't very big, but Lilian kept it clean and tidy, without any extra things, and it looked very comfortable.

Although it was only a temporary stay for one night, Zals still prepared new pajamas and toiletries for him. Edwin was standing at the window looking out when sending them over. Looking at the old wooden horse in the yard.

"Bill made it for me when I was a child," he explained. "He likes to make toys by himself, saying that it is environmentally friendly and durable. Many old toys are still in the utility room."

Edwin nodded and said, "They did treat you very well."

Both Lilian and Bill loved their only child in their own way. Even though he originally thought it was between him and Zals, he changed his view somewhat after today.

Zales smiled and bumped him with his shoulder.

"It's rare to see you like this, are you touched by my parents?" He asked teasingly.

In fact, it was rare for Edwin to feel a little sentimental, and he wanted to ease the atmosphere, but Edwin gave a low laugh and turned to look at him.

"……What's wrong?"

He looked a little uncomfortable and asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing." Edwin turned back to look out of the window with a normal expression, and said in a flat tone, "I was just wondering if the door is open, kissing you now will be caught by your father."