little angel chasing his wife

How did he find out?

I was very surprised, after all, this is something that even Ymir doesn't know.

At this time, Allen seemed to come back to his senses, and I felt a line of sight on my right side.

I looked at Ymir, a little unsure whether I should say it, and a little afraid that he would be angry.

"Let's talk, Eve." Ymir nodded and looked at me, showing no signs of anger.

So go ahead.

"In the first week of marriage, I found three stalkers after I went out with Alan. I used the terrain and the timing of the attack to solve it. In the second week of marriage, I found suspicious people nearby. It was concluded that they were in the form of a small group, and the surveillance time was not long. Because the threat was unknown, I decided to eradicate it immediately, and went out to solve it at night three days later. In the third week..." I don't want to say this, but since it has already started, let's go on. "It was found that the food in the garbage bin at the corner had been replaced. Successfully suppressed the opponent when he committed the crime for the second time. In the fourth week..."

This kind of thing lasted for about seven weeks and then it disappeared. Those who wanted to hurt Alan probably realized that there was someone protecting Alan. Although my teacher only taught the skills of killing people, in fact protecting a person is to protect someone. If I hurt other people, but just protect Alan, I am very confident.

"If it's just like this, I can do it too," Mikasa said suddenly, looking at me with deep dissatisfaction, "Why do you let her protect Alan?"

"Hey, brat..." the man with scary eyes said, his expression always gave people a feeling of impatience, he kept wrapping his hands around his chest, as if he was resisting the approach of others, "Isn't everyone telling you to listen carefully?" Do others talk? Now it’s not a question of who is more powerful, but who is more suitable, watch the whole scene for me, and don’t always do things based on your own ideas.”

Mikasa still looked displeased, but she stopped talking, and it seemed that the man with the scary eyes had some influence.

"Captain Levi is as scary as in the legend." Ymir said with a smile to the man with scary eyes.

"Well..." Levi hesitated.

Levi?It turns out that humans are the strongest, so it's not surprising that the eyes are so scary.

"... Are these real?"

When I first heard this voice, I couldn't react, but when I looked over, I realized it was him.

"Are you really... protecting me every day?" Allen looked at me delicately.

"I count these among the things a wife should do. After all, if the husband dies inexplicably, it's not called marriage, right?" I sighed, and really didn't want to talk to him about it.

"Oh..." He saw my reluctance, nodded, and stopped talking.

Not sure how other people react when something really bad happens to me, but I have a sort of amnesia-like feeling afterward.

Just like the conversation after the trial a few days ago, I did feel as if I forgot something, but I didn't think about it deliberately, so until now, the damn memory came back.

Perhaps all human beings have such an instinct?Deliberately let yourself treat sad and painful things as a dream or simply as never happened, but since it is a fact, you will always let yourself understand.

Just like when your father died, no matter how sentimental your tears are, you need to dry them off and face the world well.

Nothing can erase the sad thing, it's always there, it's just that as time goes by, the memory of happy things outnumbers it and you look like you're okay.

Unfortunately, I'm not a bright and sunny person, which makes it impossible for me to even pretend to be okay.

The memory that had been diluted by the feeling of returning to the Law Enforcement Department for the first time came back after seeing his face.

In that life, I was nothing...

Just looking at his face and recalling a word, I feel a headache.

Fortunately, when I was overwhelmed by this belated suffering, some soldiers brought drinks.

The cups of the survey corps are all uniform, and there seems to be no difference, but Ymir, who is taller than me, only raised his chin slightly to get his cup of milk tea, and then handed mine to me.

I wanted to drink it as soon as I took it, a very unpleasant smell rushed into my throat, I covered my mouth and nose, and moved the black object in front of my eyes.

"I'm sorry, Eve, I took a cup of milk tea, so I think the rest is your milk coffee." Emil wanted to take the cup in my hand with regret, and I shook my head, "What's wrong? You Can't stand the smell of black coffee?"

"I just want to go out to get some air," I turned my head and asked Almin, "how can I get to the kitchen here? I want to get some creamer and sugar cubes."

"Go straight, turn right and you will see two forks, and turn left and you will see the kitchen." At this time, Armin looked gentle and polite, and I somehow saw the shadow of a blond and resolute man in him.

...feels like a horrible person.

I decided I'd better hurry out and find my creamer and sugar cubes.

I followed what Almin said, and soon came to the kitchen. In the kitchen, there was a girl who seemed to be the same age as me, who was working hard on a ball of flour on the counter.

She has long brown hair, tied into a neat ponytail, wearing a simple apron and a long skirt, her skin is a healthy wheat color, she looks about my height, and there are flour and butter on her right side , a basin of cream and other baking ingredients, I went around to her other side to find creamer and fondant.

The concentration of black coffee in the Survey Corps was frighteningly high. I remembered that when I married Allen, he came back late every night. I guess they were a group of people who were used to working overtime.

I added three big spoonfuls of creamer, and the color of the coffee finally turned into the light brown I like, and then sandwiched three cubes of sugar cubes that were turned over from the upper cabinet...not sweet enough, and added one more.

During this period, the girl has been very focused on her own cooking. I saw that she was using high-gluten flour and thought she was making bread. I didn't expect that what she made in the end was a cake mold.

"Do you want to make a cake?" I still couldn't help reminding.

"Huh? Ah?!" She replied, and then she seemed to finally realize that there was someone next to her, she turned her head to look at me in shock, and exaggeratedly waved her hands to the other side, "You...you are Who? When..."

Is there any need to be scared like this?Even the honorifics are used...

I said speechlessly, "I'm Eve, I came when you were kneading the flour, I just want to remind you that if you want to make cakes, you need to change the flour into low-gluten flour, you now The high-gluten flour used for bread is used."

"Ah!..." She listened to me, her eyes opened wider and wider, and finally covered her head with her hands and let out a wail, "Sure enough, desserts are the most annoying thing! How can I make such delicate things! Let me make barbecue Ah, barbecue..."

... Let's drink coffee with milk, well, this time it's almost the same.

Just as I was leaving with my milk coffee satisfied, I was suddenly pulled back by someone. I quickly stabilized my lower body, and when I turned around, I saw the girl hugging my waist tightly, leaning forward. He looked up expectantly.

"You are the God of Cooking, right?!"

Me: "...huh?"

"You are the god of cooking sent by God to save me! That's right! That's it!" She looked at me excitedly, and tried to drag me back to the kitchen counter, "Please help me get through this difficult time Bar!"

I go!What kind of god development is this? !

I quickly grabbed the table next to me, but this girl is simply amazing!It actually pulled me down with force...

Fortunately, the milk coffee was placed on the table next to me. I sat on the ground and was pestered by this girl, so I had to give myself some comfort.

But instead of going back to that dreary place, staying here to help this girl is a good choice.

Thinking of this, I nodded in agreement with her.

"Thank you so much! God of cooking!" She looked at me with tears in her eyes, "I'm Sasha! I will definitely repay the favor!"

... These are all strange things, and I don't think she will really repay her kindness. It seems that she is a person who talks nonsense when she is excited.

So I thought about Allen again.

As soon as this idea appeared, I quickly took the apron in Sasha's hand and started to help her make the dough into bread. After putting the dough in the oven, I started to prepare the cake. After teaching Sasha how to make the cream Leave it to her.

The last thing put in was cakes and bread for about ten people, and it took about 60 more minutes to bake.

"Are you guys going to have a party? Cook so much food in the middle of the night?" I was a little curious.

"Well, it's to celebrate Alan's freedom~~" The girl who called herself Sasha looked at the oven and was drooling, "Everyone said it was a very big thing, and I planned to celebrate it today, but the person in charge of the cake used to Helista is very busy now, I didn't expect that the only one who could come to do this is me... so I had to bite the bullet..."

Ah……

I've found myself unable to hold back the urge to sneer lately.

When we were living together, he never ate my cooking, but he ate it after I was going to leave.

But what does it matter?We have never had any relationship, and even the only relationship between husband and wife is just a shell.

For him now, it's just a change of chef, so what does it matter?

I helped decorate the bread after the first bake, spread jam on it, or cut it up for sandwiches.

After I was done, Ymir still didn't come to me. I was a little worried about him, so I told Sasha about the other precautions and went back with the cup.

The soldiers guarding the door didn't know where they went, so I opened the door myself.

"You bastard!"

This roar surprised me very much.

This is Alan's voice, and the person he is yelling at is my brother, and the person being yelled at is turning the cup in his hand indifferently.

"What happened?" I asked Ymir.

"It's nothing..." Ymir smiled happily.

"Do you know what you're doing?!" Alan stood up abruptly, he looked like he had been hit a lot, and he looked at me eagerly, "Eve, if you still believe me, just listen to me!" I said--"

"Sorry," I interrupted, "there was never any trust between us."

"But..." He even tried to come around the table to me, but was held back by Levi.

"Little ghost, you are no longer qualified to take care of these things." His tone was very light, and his expression did not change, but Allen was suddenly discouraged.

"Eve!" Ymir called me suddenly, "Come to my side."

This is something Emil likes to do very much. In the past, when he had nothing to do and lay on the sofa, he would wave to me and say, "Eve! Come here——"

So I naturally sat down beside him, and he hugged me like before, and buried his head in my collar.

Although the sight from the other side made me feel uncomfortable, I couldn't refuse Ymir's fragility.

"Will you be with me forever?" Ymir asked like countless times before.

"Well, of course." I rubbed his hair, thinking about Alan's anger, and feeling Ymir's fragility now.

What happened during my absence?