Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

Standing in the bathtub for a while, Eli stared at the body he hadn't seen for a long time. For a few seconds, he wasn't sure whose body it was, he thought it looked very strange.

Carefully flexing and stretching the five fingers, clenched the fist and then released it, then tentatively raised the leg, feeling the long-lost wonderful feeling of driving the muscles, and confirmed the slight contact between the skin and the bathtub wall when the soles of the feet stepped back to the bottom of the bathtub cool feeling.

From the sudden "degeneration" of human beings into undead skeletons, and then inexplicably changing from undead skeletons back to human bodies, it seems that it has not been too long during this period, but flesh and blood refilled the bones, and many functional organs returned to the body again. When he saw his human body, a strong sense of unreality surrounded Eli, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

There seemed to be something still in his right hand, but at this moment, Eli, who was focused on his body, had no time to pay attention to it.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand to touch his body, and carefully felt the feedback from all parts of his body.

The water with the potion added was not clear enough to reflect Eli's current reflection.

Allen took a silver-patterned round mirror from the sink at the side, and he touched the edge of the frame of the round mirror, and the round mirror zoomed in rapidly in front of Eli, turning into a full-length mirror for Eli to see clearly at this moment. of myself.

Instinctively, he wanted to use spiritual voice transmission. Eli suddenly remembered that he could speak freely now. He drove his vocal cords, which he hadn't used for a long time, to thank Allen, with a slightly dry voice: "...Thank you."

"You're welcome." Allen said, "I'll get you a glass of water."

Feeling ashamed to ask the black-haired young man to make a special trip for him, Eli shook his head: "I'll just go by myself later."

Allen glanced down without a trace, and realized that Eli hadn't noticed anything, so he stopped insisting, just nodded, and sat by the bathtub, waiting for Eli, who had just recovered, to get used to the other person's current behavior. Body.

Anyway, it's not a big deal, Alan thought, the other party who just noticed the physical change is still in disbelief, so it's normal to ignore some details that are close at hand.

The round mirror Allen brought was a vanity mirror, and it clearly reflected Eli standing in front of the mirror. Eli stared at himself in the mirror, and hesitantly touched the hand that had been moving up his body all the way up. Putting on his own face, he felt the long-lost reunion body for a while, and then realized that all the functions of his body seemed to have not fully recovered—for example, his right hand.

Just like the left hand, the right hand groped back and forth on the body for several rounds, but the right hand didn't feel the skin-to-skin touch from the palm to the fingers, as if the senses were still malfunctioning.

Eli thought, subconsciously shook his right hand.

Eli: "..."

He seemed to have touched something in his right hand.

Eli paused, and looked down at his right hand in disbelief—how could his right hand still hold the other hand? !

Eli just stared at the hand for a moment, and he finally remembered that it was because he gave Alan a hand when he just woke up.

Before he had time to take his hand back, he then discovered the fact that he had turned back into a human body. When he stood up in a hurry, he pulled up the things he was holding in his hand, forgot to put them down, and then he focused all his attention Transferred to the recovered body... I completely forgot that I was still holding Alan's hand!

Etc., etc.

Eli thought stiffly, although the aforementioned miscellaneous items are embarrassing, but the combined power of them is multiplied by ten times, and it seems that it is not as good as the last point - he grabbed people's hands and grabbed Alan's hand I touched it all over myself!

Allen was fortunate enough to watch Eli's whole process from shock to dumbfounded, and he could clearly feel that the other party's hand holding him became extremely stiff.

It seemed unkind to laugh when the other party was in extreme embarrassment, but Alan looked at Eli's expression and felt that he really wanted to laugh.

After all, he was still very friendly and held back his smile. Allen said in a calm tone, "I'll get you clothes."

Eli: "...!"

Oh, by the way, not only did he grab Allen's hand and feel himself all over, he didn't even have any clothes on!

Not only was he naked, he also stood up gracefully.

... He stood up generously and took a full-length mirror!

Eli let go of Alan's hand suddenly, and quickly sat back in the water, splashing a lot of water—successfully watering the black-haired young man who hadn't left yet.

This scene was a bit like a replay of the first night of the reunion. Allen was splashed all over his face by the water mixed with medicine. He and Eli looked at each other silently for a while, and pulled his wet shirt.

"I'm sorry." Eli looked like he wanted to risk suffocation and sink himself entirely in the water.

Allen could only say, "It's okay."

The wet clothes are very uncomfortable to stick to the body. Although Alan was "forced to touch someone" just now, he didn't seem to be affected much. He took off his shirt casually and threw the wet clothes into the dirty place beside him. Clothes basket, then asked Eli to wait, and strode out of the bathroom by himself.

Eli, who wished he could bury his head in the water, hadn't done enough mental preparation to let himself recover from this series of embarrassments. Allen, who walked out of the bathroom, had already walked back with clean clothes.

Although Eli lived in this guest room as an undead skeleton, and the skeleton does not need external accessories such as clothes, the waiters of Val’s family still put several sets in the closet for guests to change when necessary. And these clothes are in line with the height of Eli's bones. They may be too wide for the undead skeleton, but they are just right for Eli who has regained his flesh and blood.

Alan is half a head taller than Eli, and the spare clothes in the closet here don't fit him well. His upper body is naked right now, and his trousers are half wet. He just wanders in the corridor like this It's really not elegant. When he was picking up the clothes, he thought about the wardrobe for a while, and then he found that there was still one thing that he was wearing that fit him well.

-bathrobes.

When he heard Alan's footsteps re-entering the bathroom, Eli, who had quietly submerged most of his face in the water, left only a pair of eyes exposed on the water, and looked at Alan very embarrassedly. Allen's bathrobe froze for a moment.

The black-haired young man took off the wet trousers, and threw them into the small basket when he entered the bathroom. Alan's belt was tied casually. As he walked, his strong chest and pair of long legs were faintly visible. .

Eli found that his eyes, which turned back into a human again, seemed to have extremely sharp eyes, and his level of observation was much more detailed than before. He even caught two small drops of water between the open collar, and the two drops flowed smoothly and neatly. The muscles lined down and disappeared into the clothes, leaving only an ambiguous wet trace.

"..."

His throat rolled slightly unconsciously, and when Eli realized what he had done, he slowly sank himself into the water, hoping to calm down.

But having said that, Alan had just been grabbed by him and fumbled around, but he didn't have any expression of resistance. The words that the black-haired young man asked more during the room assignment jumped into Eli's mind, and he couldn't help but Thinking, is there a possibility that the other party also has a little... other meaning?

...Oh, did he use "also" again?