Lark's

Rumors of strange deaths, fortunately as far as I know, Mr. Giotto Pengele's heirs have not yet been involved.

The reason why the trident Shamar came to Japan may have something to do with the children of the Sawada family.

The young man walking beside me hadn't recovered from his strength, and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't expect the chairman to..."

"Who doesn't fail at times." I smiled, and I was still a young man after all, "It's just that the strong use this as a step to climb to the top, while the weak will never recover." Turning my head to look at him, I asked him with a smile , "In your opinion, what kind of person is Mr. Gong?"

He blushed for a while, as if he understood something, he stood up straight and bowed to me: "Hi, hi! Thank you Miss Ito for your advice!"

"Just send it here." I also stopped, "Thank you very much for today. Go back to duty."

The young man didn't insist and left soon.I went back to the Skylark House, moved the purified fermented glutinous rice in the refrigerator to the lower level, put the unpurified fermented glutinous rice back into the empty space, and closed the refrigerator to clean the vegetables.Not long after, there was a sound of opening the door from the entrance.I wiped my hands and went over, just in time to see Kyouya Hibari changed his shoes, trying to walk in with one hand on the wall beside him.

His face was pale, and his steps were very unsteady, and every step he took seemed to be very strenuous.

Sensing my footsteps, he raised his head and looked at me. Those pitch-black phoenix eyes were no longer indifferent as usual, but with long-lost vigilance and hostility. It reminded me of him when I was seven years old. .But soon, his eyes recovered, his eyes staggered from mine, and he withdrew his hand from the wall.

I smiled at him: "You are back."

"Yeah." He responded lukewarmly, and walked towards me, as if he wanted to go to the front hall.

But he didn't succeed.When he was still a step away from me, he suddenly lost his strength, his body shook violently, and he fell forward.I reached out to hold him, but because of the angle, it was more like a hug.His body was a little stiff, and he probably still didn't like being treated as a child.

I don't even think about being taller than me.I brushed off the cherry blossom petals on his shoulders, and I couldn't help but sigh.

"Sorry, Mr. Gong." Holding his arm again, I apologized in a low voice, "Next time I won't put the purified fermented rice and unrefined rice together." Then I couldn't help smiling at him helplessly , "Isn't the alcohol strong? I'll help you back to your room to rest first."

He didn't speak, and he didn't refuse my help.So I helped him to his room before going back to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

After resting for an afternoon, his complexion turned better.I baked fresh coconut biscuits for him, and finally seeing him in the evening wasn't so bad.

It's just that he got up twice at night, and everything else is as usual.

A week passed, and I didn't meet the children of the Sawada family by coincidence, but saw a lot of little things in the yard.When I feed the goldfish in the pool, I can always look up and see four or five little fluffy yellow birds standing on the poles, staring at me with black currant-like eyes.

Pretty cute little thing.Perhaps it would have been more likable without the tiny camera strapped to its leg.

I didn't rush to scare the snake, and I still maintained the usual routine, and everything remained the same.Five days later, I came back from shopping as usual, and unexpectedly found Hibari Kyoya's shoes in the entrance.

When I came to the promenade, I saw him sitting in the shadow of the promenade, the shoulders and head were covered with yellow pompom-like birds, and there were two little guys jumping around by the arms casually propped up beside him , a round figure also stands on the bent knee of the left leg.He heard the sound of me coming back, turned his head to look at me, and yawned a little lazily, his fluffy black hair was a little messy, he should have just taken a nap.As for the birds nestled in his hair, they tilted their heads at me and blinked their black eyes when he turned his head.

Although I know he likes small animals, this is the first time I have seen him surrounded by the same kind of small animals.

So surprised, the bag in his hand slipped to the ground.

What a gaffe.

"...Mr. Gong." I bowed to say hello to him, and then picked up the bag.Beside him is a pile of crushed gadgets that look like tiny cameras attached to the birds' feet.

Did you notice it already?

"Yeah." He hummed a syllable casually, raised his hand and scraped the furry chest of a small bird on his shoulder with his index finger, and glanced at the plastic bag in my hand, "Don't go out recently. If you need anything, tell Cao Bi , the discipline committee bought it back."

The last time he said that to me was three years ago.

"Okay." I nodded and looked at the little guys who were snuggling around him, "I'm going to get some biscuits."

He glanced at me, then went to tease the little thing on his lap again, "Crush it a little bit."

I stepped down and walked across the corridor to the kitchen, breathing a small sigh of relief.

Maybe it's been a long time since I lost my composure, and I was a little nervous just now.

18. Extra episode Auriela ([-])...

G met Auriela for the first time in front of Arnold's villa.

At that time, he was entrusted by Giotto to deliver something to Sierra Vido.And that was the first time he had visited Arnold's place.So when he found the villa, he wasn't quite sure that was his destination.It just so happened that Auriela was coming out of the villa, holding a large basket of washed clothes in her hands-maybe there were sheets and curtains, which looked really heavy.

This is one of the reasons why G noticed her.She was wearing a black tunic dress, dressed like a housekeeper in a rich man's manor, she was not big, her arms were very thin, she had beautiful black hair that was not uncommon in Sicily, and she had a palm-sized melon seed with different facial features. It's a challenge, but it's also delicate and good-looking.She seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, but she walked out of the villa steadily with the clothes that were pushing like a mountain without changing her face, as if she was planning to dry them one by one.

G immediately thought of Shira Vido.In his impression, only the woman who is as strong as a cow can do this.Of course, these are not the most important.

"Hey——" he opened his mouth to call her, and suddenly remembered that Giotto often told him to respect women, so G pursed his lips and changed his words: "Ma'am, here——damn..." Cursing in a low voice, he scratched Her own hair met Auriela's inquiring gaze with some irritability, "I mean, is this Arnold's residence?"

She put down the clothes in her hand, stood up and looked at him expressionlessly for two seconds, then raised her arms and pointed to a hill not far away: "They live over there."

Looking in the direction she pointed, G raised his eyebrows suspiciously.But he knew very well that almost all of Arnold's subordinates lived in this area, so he finally chose to believe the girl's words: "...Okay, thank you."

Two hours later, when he turned over the mountain and saw the endless Adriatic Sea, he finally realized that he had made a stupid decision.Annoyed, he turned back along the original road, and when he arrived at the location of the villa again, he had to raise his head to find the sun.

However, the villa that was here a few hours ago disappeared, replaced by an inconspicuous forest.

Apparently a warlock trick.

G stood by the woods and smoked two cigarettes, then found the postman who was Arnold's informant in a nearby town, asked him to lead the way, dispelled the illusion and found the villa again.When he knocked on the door of the villa, it was still Auriela who came to open the door.

When she saw the person standing at the door, she was taken aback for a moment, and then she understood what was going on.

"Sorry, Mr. Gatling." While apologizing, she turned sideways and invited him into the room, her expression was a little nervous, but her explanation was very organized, "Because your behavior is different from what I heard, so I Thought you were an imposter."

He stepped into the villa, frowned and looked at her: "It's not the same?"

She nodded and lowered her voice slightly so as not to let the postman who had just left hear her answer: "As far as I know, you would never use honorifics to strangers."

"..."

After that, G learned from Sheila Vido that this young girl was the butler Arnold personally picked out, Auriela.While sitting and chatting with Shira on the small balcony, he noticed that Auriela had been busy in the house, cleaning the villa inside and out, and bringing freshly baked snacks from time to time, just like a woman in a big manor. The maid is so busy that there is no time to rest.

Two hours later, when she caught another glimpse of her wiping the handrail of the stairs with a rag in her hand, G finally couldn't help suspecting that she had cleaned the house thoroughly three times.

So he pointed at her with his thumb, frowned and asked the blond woman beside him: "Is she always like this?"

"Oh, of course." Sheila Vido drank black tea comfortably, as if she had already adapted to the existence of this hard-working bee at home, "Olly can always find something to do. You should also see that any person in this house now Not a speck of dust in any corner."

G couldn't help pinching the space between his eyebrows.

never mind.he thinks.Just looking at Shira Vido, you can tell that most of the women who can catch Arnold's eyes are abnormal.

Luckily, G doesn't have to deal with her very often, so it's even less likely that he'll have to deal with these abnormal women on a regular basis.

But it also led him to see Auriella again, several years later.

That year, the Duke of Bruni's manor was unfortunately invaded by the plague, and Wendy Carter Bruni was killed by the plague.