【Kemon】How to defraud Mr. Fool's pre-marital property

Amon was woken up by the crow outside the window.

"Kar-Kar-"

Although he likes this kind of clever and mischievous bird, and uses the crow into the body form, the crow that makes him noisy is extremely stupid.

parasitize it.

...nothing happened.

The crow on the balcony flew away squawking, sounding like it was taunting him now that he had lost his strength.Amon gently grasped the corner of the windbreaker, and buried his face under the collar that smelled like Klein.

He slept almost all night in a position where only the part above the eyes was exposed. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he still didn't want to leave the "quilt" made of the windbreaker.As soon as he stretched his legs a little, his feet were exposed to the cold outside, and he immediately retracted them.

It's so cold, it's autumn in "Fuysac".

Amon squinted drowsily for a while again.

When he woke up again, the sun shone in through the window, warming the black windbreaker on his body.He stretched his limbs, stretched his body wrapped in a windbreaker, took a deep breath, then got up from the side-lying position, put the clothes on his shoulders, sat on the edge of the bed, and combed his unkempt hair.

Just when Amon was about to stand up, his spiritual intuition suddenly responded when he came to this world, and he noticed Klein standing at the foot of the bed with a look of hell.

Could it be that the action of getting up just now scared him?Amon looked at Klein in a good mood, waiting for his reaction.

Klein asked hesitantly, "Are you okay?"

"What can I do."

Amon chuckled, and casually gathered the black windbreaker that was draped over his body, covering his upper body well, with only the part below his knees exposed.

"I think you……"

Klein stared at him strangely, looked him from head to toe, and said in a slightly heavy tone, "The problem is big, quite big."

Amon smiled and asked, "Interesting, what do you think is wrong with me?"

"You look bad."

This is clearly not that "problem".

Amon looked directly into Klein's eyes with great interest, but this man's gaze immediately avoided, no longer as contradictoryly aggressive as when he was in bed last night.The current Klein is himself, no matter how ruthless and decisive he is in the face of other enemies, he can only panic and run away in front of him.

Amon will never let him escape, but this problem can be put aside first.

"I'm hungry." Amon said.

"Oh." Klein responded blankly.

"For two."

Amon said, rubbing his belly hidden in his clothes.I don't know if it was the illusion caused by being stabbed too hard last night, or he is still not used to the regular eating needs of human beings. He vaguely felt a little bubbling in his lower abdomen.Or maybe it was because Klein fed him too much?

So, he laughed teasingly again: "However, it might be three people now."

"Do you think you're a cat?" Klein frowned, then sighed, "Forget it, you have to eat and cook yourself—do you know how to cook?"

Amon actually knows some.Because some mid-sequence avatars parasitized chefs and experienced cooking, one of them could make fried steaks that all Amon thought were delicious, and then they all automatically mastered the skills.

But he doesn't want to do it now.

Amon tilted his head and asked Klein: "What reason do you think I should know how to cook?"

Klein seemed to believe his subtext, he didn't say anything, just shook his head, turned and left the room.

Amon got out of bed and went to the sliding door wardrobe, looking for clothes to wear.

As he had guessed, the clothes in the closet were divided into two sizes. Apparently, some belonged to him, and the other part belonged to Klein, some were more Loen-style, and some were the same as the ones seen on the street, which did not belong to him. era.He picked out some old-fashioned black clothes and took them to the bathroom to take a shower.

The hot water washed away the traces of last night, and also washed away the pheromone Klein left on Amon's body, especially the part that was covered with clothes later.He can't smell anything anymore.If it's just being marked, the impact won't be too obvious, but he still has Klein's child, and without Klein's pheromone protection, he will feel uneasy.

It's hard not to be able to cheat on this baffling, loopy rule.

When Amon came out of the bathroom, the living room was filled with the aroma of bacon and eggs and the fresh smell of milk. It smelled very appetizing, but it was not what he wanted now.

Klein lowered his head to chop fruits and vegetables on the edge of the kitchen counter, with the back of his neck exposed to the air.He glanced at Amon who came to him, and Amon opened the air-conditioned "cabinet" beside him casually, looking at the things inside.When Klein's attention returned to the fruits and vegetables, he quietly turned around, wrapped his hands around Klein's waist, pressed against his back, and hugged him tightly.

"!!?"

Klein was shocked like a thunderbolt, and the kitchen knife in his hand slammed on the cutting board with a loud click.

"do not move."

Amon snickered and kissed Klein's gland, then lowered his head and rubbed it with the tip of his nose, while hugging the stiff alpha tightly.

Klein claims to be very good at adjusting his state, but he obviously needs more time to adapt to the physical intimacy from Amon.

Amon added softly: "This is the physiological need of Omega."

The familiar slightly sweet tea scent made Amon feel very comfortable. He and his clones already liked to try a sweet diet, and Klein's pheromone smell was not bad to him.At this time, Klein also relaxed a little. He didn't know if it was because he heard Amon's words, or because he smelled Amon's pheromone—alpha also couldn't escape the side effects of marking.

Amon enjoyed it for a while, and thought of many ideas to make himself happy by teasing Klein.

"Ok?"

Klein asked with a sigh.He is currently adapting well, and even picked up a kitchen knife to cut vegetables and fruits again, although the speed is much slower than before.

"Don't worry, there is still a while."

After Amon finished speaking, he turned his head to watch Klein chop the vegetables.Klein was less than 175cm tall, half a head shorter than Amon, so he easily rested his chin on Klein's left shoulder, and his whole body was glued to his body.

It's comfortable to hold and not annoying.

Klein's movements froze for a moment. He didn't push Amon away, but just gave the tomato he had just cut an extra knife.

"You..." Klein just opened his mouth and then closed his mouth, turning his attention back to cutting tomatoes.

Amon asked curiously: "What do you want to say?"

"If you want to know, come and steal my idea," Klein said coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "As long as you can do it, haha."

"Oh, when you think about me hugging others like this?" Amon raised the corners of his mouth lightly, and looked down at the cutting board, "You cut another knife, did I hit the mark?"

"Yes, ah," Klein replied syllable by syllable, cutting the innocent tomato into smaller pieces, "I was indeed thinking about you."

Amon chuckled and said: "Don't be so resistant, I remember what happened last night very clearly, not as vague as the first time. I remember you were so enthusiastic on the bed, kissing and hugging—"

"That's alpha's biological instinct." Klein interrupted Amon.

"Is it instinct to send me to the hospital? Is it also instinct to cook for me now?" Amon asked reluctantly.

Klein thought for a moment, put the chopped tomatoes on the plate, and said, "If you died yesterday, 'I' as a roommate would be sued for manslaughter. It's better to be careful when you don't know the current situation. As for now , I’m making breakfast for myself, and I’m making one for you by the way because I don’t want to see anyone starving anymore.”

"Roommate?" Amon asked suspiciously, remembering that human hunger has special meaning to Klein.

Klein replied without hesitation: "It refers to people who are renting together and not close to each other."

In other words, he didn't know about the marriage certificate?Amon thought about this, and asked with a smile: "But, don't you think it's strange? The two are roommates, so how come there is only one double bed?"

"...that's why you don't understand the pain of not having money."

Amon burst out laughing, hugged Klein, and shivered with laughter on his shoulder.He was amused by Klein's real sense of heaviness when he said this. Thinking about it, it's really interesting that such a person still painstakingly manages Dawn Dantès' false personality.

Obviously, it would be faster to transform a dispensable rich family into a close spouse.

Klein snorted heavily, and said angrily, "Get out of the way, breakfast is ready."

Klein cooks fried eggs, fried meat, toast and tomato, served with a glass of milky white drink.Very ordinary breakfast, within the scope of what the Moretti family can afford.Amon liked to drink that glass of drink, because it tasted like the island specialty Teyana, so he poured himself another glass after drinking it.But when Klein drank, his expression was very tangled, as if recalling bad memories.

After breakfast, the two (gods) will naturally not waste time at home.Before setting off, Amon asked Klein to take him out. Klein thought for a while and agreed, but he only stopped outside the gate downstairs.

"I only promised to take you out, I didn't say I would take you with me." Klein raised his lips slightly as he spoke, as if expecting Amon to get lost in this old metropolis.

"This is enough."

Amon smiled slightly, walked up to Klein, and deliberately shortened the distance between them.Klein frowned and looked at him. Although he was not as defensive as yesterday, he still asked with some dissatisfaction, "What do you want?"

"Just to remind you of one thing, Mr. Fool. Alpha and Omega need to exchange a little pheromone when parting. This is not only to stabilize me, but also to stabilize your own state."

Amon leaned close to Klein's ear and whispered, and seemed to blow hot air into his ear.

"So you have to hug me again."

Klein walked down the street feeling melancholy.He still can't figure out what it is to mark Amon.

Although this is a living old metropolis, the common Fusac language reminds him all the time that everything here is not real.The calmness he showed might make Amon feel that he is familiar with everything, but in fact, Zhou Mingrui had never set foot here before.

Even though the ability of a Sequence 9 Seer is better than a Thief of the same level, his exploration is still not worth mentioning in front of such a huge world.He couldn't go back to Origin Castle, and he didn't dare to think of those four spells easily, so he could only quietly wait for more useful clues to appear.

Now such a stable state, I don't know if it is good or bad for his own stability.

Klein walked into the supermarket and estimated the remaining money in his wallet to buy groceries.Since he didn't know when he would be able to leave this world, the shortage of funds made him return to the past when he was careful and careful.

While queuing up to check out, Klein asked for a scratch card lottery ticket, ready to try European gas.

"How do you pay?"

"credit card."

Klein put his hand into his trouser pocket while answering the cashier.After buying medicine and going to the hospital yesterday, he was quite familiar with the daily life of this "Fusac".

...Wait, where's my phone? ?

Klein didn't find his mobile phone, perhaps because he hadn't had a chance to think of the existence of the mobile phone for several years, and he didn't know when he lost it.

Although losing his mobile phone is not a big deal for him now, is the law and order here so bad and thieves so rampant?

"Uh, it's better in cash." Klein said shyly.

"Ok."

Klein touched the windbreaker pocket again, but he found nothing.Maybe the existence of the small square purse was too weak, it had already disappeared, but he didn't feel it at all.

my day.

Just when Klein was about to vomit blood, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Sorry, borrowed..."

Klein looked back and saw that it was Amon.

How did he know he was here?Has he been following behind?Klein couldn't help being afraid. Fortunately, he didn't show any emotions or reveal any weaknesses to the outside world along the way.

Amon was negotiating with a woman and seemed to be trying to cut the line. Klein couldn't hear him clearly, but Amon suddenly raised his head and pointed at him, saying in a voice that everyone around could hear:

"The one in front is my husband."

I rely on! !Who is your husband! !Don't come here——! !

Klein's resisting eyes couldn't stop Amon from successfully jumping in the queue. This thin and tall man (god) leaped into the queue lightly while supporting the isolation railing, bringing a fresh fruity flavor with a slightly sweet taste that was far from his own image. The milky pheromone came to him.

"Honey, let me pay."

Dear, dear... Klein suddenly had goosebumps all over his body.

Amon smiled and took out the wallet from the inner pocket, and skillfully opened it.He took out a stack of colorful but low-value banknotes, and the wallet, which was not thick at all, became shriveled in an instant.

Klein recognized it, it was his wallet.

Notes:

When Xiao Ke was chopping vegetables, he was thinking about the scene of Amon's body wrapped around Little Sun