[Comprehensive British and American] How agents solve the single problem

10

Phoebe's medical report arrived in no time.

Merlin held the test sheet and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Phoebe's DNA test was normal, no different from ordinary humans.

He was very worried about some terrible data, but fortunately there were none, this was the best result.Living in the same London as a wizard is fantasy enough, and Merlin really doesn't want to stage another "cat story" or other otaku fantasies.

As for the others, she has never undergone sterilization, she is in good health, her organs are intact, and she is a healthy girl.

Just a little underweight, and Phoebe is a little bit anemic -- a lot of young girls are like that, not a big deal, but something to watch out for.

Just when Merlin was thinking about changing the recipe, Eggsy came over.

"So," he held a few measuring tapes used by logistics girls in his hand, "how are you going to arrange her?"

"Until the wizard writes back," Merlin replied, "let's keep it as it is for now."

"You're not really going to make her go back to—Hello!"

Eggsy didn't finish the rest because Phoebe grabbed the end of the measuring tape.

Eggsy raised his hand subconsciously, and the tape measure fell out of Phoebe's hand.

She took a step forward, following Eggsy.

He looked at Phoebe in bewilderment, but the girl's attention was on the tape measure, and she stretched out her fingers, fiddled with the hanging tape measure back and forth.

Eggsy seemed to realize something, and took a step back.

Phoebe followed the tape and kept going.

Merlin: "..."

He watched as Eggsy held up the tape measure and swayed left and right, while Phoebe jumped left and right following the tape measure, holding his forehead unbearably.

It's really teasing the cat.

If she wants to be a human, then this cat's habits really need to be changed.

But I have to say that Phoebe's response was very quick.You must know that the current Galahad agent is the best among the Knights of the Round Table, and the girl Phoebe, who has just become a human for a few days, can keep up with his speed.

After a few moves, Phoebe regained her spirits immediately, her sluggish expression disappeared, and her gray eyes were sharp and shining.

Eggsy: "Ha!"

He laughed out loud, and Phoebe looked up.

She seemed to have just discovered the culprit. Phoebe glanced at Eggsy's face, and her movements suddenly stopped.

Merlin: "By the way, I have to remind you that she will—"

Phoebe bent her knees, but suddenly turned and jumped in the opposite direction, throwing herself straight at Eggsy's arm.

The girl bit Eggsy's hand viciously.

"—bite."

Eggsy: "..."

Phoebe, who successfully snatched the tape measure, ran to Merlin, showing off her spoils happily: "Merlin!"

She was all smiles, looking like she was waiting for a compliment.

"Good girl," Merlin was impressed by her skill, not everyone can bite Galahad, "You are very agile."

"Ok!"

"But the next time you want something in Eggsy's hands, you only need to ask for it, and you don't need to snatch it."

Phoebe nodded understandingly.

Seeing that she didn't understand, Merlin continued to explain: "It's very impolite to treat friends like this."

Eggsy: "It's okay, we're just playing."

"If you pamper JB like this, he won't listen to you."

"Come on, Merlin, Phoebe isn't a dog, and she isn't a cat now!"

Because of this, she had to learn how to behave like a normal person, especially not to bite casually.

"No biting," Merlin said, "Understood?"

"Ok."

Phoebe was quick to agree, but Merlin doubted how much she listened.

Just like yesterday, she wanted to sleep with him desperately, if Merlin was not really angry, Phoebe would definitely run into his bedroom in the middle of the night.

However, this has to be done step by step.

Roxy walked forward and patted Phoebe on the shoulder like a big sister: "Merlin is right, you have to be a polite girl."

Phoebe: "Why?"

Roxy: "Because everyone likes a well-mannered girl."

Phoebe turned to look at Merlin: "Merlin too."

Merlin: "Of course, I'm the same as everyone else."

Apparently Phoebe doesn't quite understand the exact meaning of "politeness", and being a cat doesn't take into account people's social life.But she is very smart, and naturally understands that prohibitions that she doesn't like are also part of politeness.

"Okay," she said reluctantly, "Merlin likes it."

Roxy: "My God, she's so cute!"

Merlin: "..."

This reminded Merlin.

His plan had been to have Phoebe live in his apartment until Sirius Black gave him concrete clues.

But now Merlin felt that living in the headquarters might be more suitable for her—Kings/man's base had more than rooms for field agents, and collective living would allow Phoebe to integrate into human society more quickly.

And it is more convenient for him to work.

"Let Phoebe live here," he said.

Of course, Merlin didn't forget to ask the logistics girl in Phoebe's size to make some clothes for her, using Merlin's own salary. The logistics officer of the Royal Secret Service hasn't been so crazy as to use public funds for private use.

Then there was a need to find a teacher for Phoebe to teach her how to be human.

If it wasn't for Merlin who had a whole base to deal with, he would be more than happy to do it himself.But not yet, he was still on holiday nominally, but as soon as he arrived at the headquarters, Merlin's schedule was immediately full.

and so……

He took Phoebe and pushed away a certain office. There was no one in it, and Merlin was not polite, and sat straight on the sofa.

Phoebe: "Wow!"

Seeing the soft sofa, the girl cheered, then rolled towards Merlin, and stretched out her hands towards him without thinking.

Merlin: "No."

Phoebe: "Hmph."

If it is obedient, where will the cat's dignity go?Regardless of Merlin's warning, Phoebe lay on top of him tiredly: "Tired."

"..."

You are tired from whatever you do today. If you are tired, it is the logistics staff responsible for changing your clothes.Merlin couldn't laugh or cry: "You were very energetic when you were trying on clothes, Phoebe."

Phoebe leaned her cheek on Merlin's shoulder coquettishly: "Tired!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help rubbing the man's sweater, and then heaved a long sigh of relief as if she was relieved.

Merlin laughed out loud.

She was obviously playing tricks, Phoebe was lying on her stomach, with half of her body exerting strength to support herself. I believe that she could last for so long because of her cat-like flexibility.

"So you're not tired?" he asked.

"Merlin is here, not tired." Phoebe replied with a smile.

Now he really couldn't say anything to blame.

Merlin looked at Phoebe helplessly, and helped the clingy girl up: "Okay, this is Harry's office, you can't be as unscrupulous as you are at home."

"Harry?"

Phoebe looked up suddenly.

She had never touched Harry's personal space yet, cats were always curious.Hearing Merlin's words, Phoebe's attention was quickly diverted.

The girl turned around deftly, broke away from Merlin's embrace, and stepped on the ground.

Each Arthur has a different personality, and the style of the office is also different.The current Arthur's office is as elegant and low-key as Harry Hart himself. The warm-colored walls are clean, with some newspaper clippings and a painting hanging, simple and generous.

Phoebe took a deep breath, then turned and walked to the coat rack by the door of the room.

She weighed her toes, leaned close to the clothes hook, sniffed it quickly, and then nodded in agreement: "Harry."

As soon as Phoebe finished speaking, the office door opened.

Harry who walked in was obviously taken aback when he saw Phoebe, and the girl turned her head: "Ah!"

Harry: "..."

He sized up Phoebe. The girl put on a rouge dress, which made her complexion fair and rosy, and she looked youthful and beautiful.

And Merlin, who was sitting on the sofa, was still holding his tablet without raising his head: "Harry."

Phoebe blinked her gray eyes, "Good afternoon, Harry."

Harry smiled: "Good afternoon, great progress, girl."

Hearing the compliment, Phoebe smiled.

"So," Harry took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, which happened to be the coat hook that Phoebe was studying, "what's the matter?"

"I want you to teach Phoebe," Merlin said.

"Teach what?"

"Behavior, social etiquette, and common sense of life." Merlin put down the tablet and replied.

The rest, such as language training and subject knowledge, can wait until the wizard replies. If Phoebe is willing to be a real girl, it will not be too late for Merlin to teach her personally, after all, he is the instructor of the Royal Secret Service.

Harry nodded: "Phoebe, would you like me to teach you?"

Phoebe: "Huh?"

She hesitated a bit.

The girl looked at Harry, then at Merlin, and cautiously reached out and tugged at the latter's sleeve: "Merlin, come?"

The meaning is obvious, Phoebe wants Merlin to accompany her.

But it is impossible for Merlin to take care of Phoebe 24 hours a day, he has already delayed many things.

So he could only harden his heart: "I have a job, Phoebe, ask Harry to teach you during the day, and I will send you here myself, okay?"

Phoebe: "That night?"

Merlin: "..."

This girl's reaction ability is really not ordinary fast.

Phoebe didn't wait for him to react, and took another step closer.

She stretched out her hand, not daring to throw it into her arms like in the past, nor was she willing to let go just like that. She carefully looked at Merlin with her clear eyes: "Come, please!"

With this pitiful appearance, those who didn't know it thought Merlin was a human trafficker.

Merlin sighed.

He glanced at Harry, who looked back at him: "I wonder, why me?"

Merlin: "Of all the agents, Arthur is the most leisurely."

Harry: "..."

At this moment, the translation of Harry's expression is "You let me sit in Arthur's position. I can't go out and do a lot of trivial things. If you laugh at me again, I have nothing to do. Let's see you in the fighting field"—old colleague, Merlin knew him well.

So he added: "And my most trusted friend."

That's more or less.

Harry let Merlin go and turned his attention to Phoebe.

"Phoebe," he said, "When you are at the headquarters, Merlin will also be at the headquarters. He just doesn't share the same room with you. And I won't restrict your actions. A lady has the right to decide where she goes, so What do you think of it?"

This seemed to convince Phoebe.

But she was still unwilling to separate from Merlin, the girl hesitated and grabbed Merlin's sleeve, grabbed his arm: "Merlin can't come?"

Merlin glanced at his watch: "I'll pick you up at dinner time, okay?"

Phoebe: "Okay, okay."

She raised her head, brewed courage for a long time, and boldly put her arms around the man's chest.

When Phoebe's soft body rushed over, Merlin was still half stiff, but this time he didn't push her away.The man patted Phoebe on the back lightly: "Okay, girl."

Merlin took the tablet and left. As soon as he closed the door, Harry sat back behind his desk: "Sit down, Phoebe."

The girl looked away reluctantly, and sat obediently across from Harry.

Phoebe put her hands on her knees, her back was straight, and she was sitting upright. She was completely different from the sticky girl who had just been leaning on Merlin's side.

Harry: "..."

Phoebe tilted her head, "Harry?"

Well, he could see that this girl was aiming at Merlin.