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

Amon said the words of confirmation gently and politely, but his body was already casual.The open windbreaker on Klein's body was very convenient, and he fumbled with his hands to undo the belt around his waist.Klein took a deep breath, and tightly clasped his messy hand, but didn't pull him away.

Amon tickled Klein's waist lightly with his thumb, turned his head, and touched his ear with his lips, as if he wanted to kiss the burning red ear, and approached him as if away from him:

"The marked omega can no longer do without alpha's pheromone. How pitiful it sounds. But in fact, alpha is the one who is dominated, because they can't even control their own behavior. You agree with this statement ?"

"What do you want to do with this?" Klein stiffened his neck, panting occasionally.

"Obviously, I want to dominate you and do something intimate with you."

After Amon finished speaking, he stretched out his long and slender fingers, and touched the part that had already reacted slightly, tracing the shape with the belly of his fingers through the trousers.

When omega starts to release pheromone, alpha has almost no way to resist, this is instinct.Only high-sequence Extraordinary people have the means to evade the influence on their own, such as the rules of deception. Klein can always pretend to be a beta because of the help of the source quality.

At this time, Amon has not entered the letter period, and the pheromones that are actively released are limited.However, this level is enough to induce his alpha to have a "loving" communication, especially when their relationship is particularly good.

So Amon smelled it, and the tea fragrance that fascinated him became stronger and stronger.The heart in his arms was beating very fast, breathing heavily, but his strong hands couldn't hold down his wanton fingers.

Amon leaned lazily on Klein's back and asked, "How is it? Have you considered it?"

"I..." Klein swallowed, "I refuse."

Amon smiled briskly: "You have no right to refuse."

"I have!" Klein yelled, pulling Amon's messy hands apart with difficulty, "We don't have this kind of relationship at all! Don't tell me, you still want to cry like yesterday!"

Amon smiled indifferently.

"I don't hate you last night."

Rather, I like it very much, and I want to do it again, no, many times.

I don't know whether the body affects the thinking or the thinking induces the body. Amon suddenly feels dry mouth, and the pheromone is beyond the controllable range.He tried to move his arm, and sure enough, Klein had no intention of suppressing him, and his hand easily penetrated into his clothes.

"Besides, you can be less rough, be gentle with me, and be careful like you are now—well..."

As soon as Amon's fingers circled the fiery place and felt its amazing hardness, most of his rationality and physical strength evaporated in an instant, and the feeling that could not form words and pictures revived in his mind.The restlessness in his inner cavity made his knees weak, and he couldn't stand up even if he leaned against Klein's back.

This is also instinct.

"You... are just..." Klein held Amon's wrist, and after being unable to say what he wanted to say a few times, he sighed helplessly, "Are you still standing still, you who want to dominate me?"

"Ha,..." Amon panted lightly, "I'm joking, why don't we go to bed and continue this topic?"

Only wordless physical communication can convey thoughts.

Klein turned off all the lights, and the room fell into darkness. Only the faint light from the window allowed Amon to barely see the person in front of him.He was pushed onto the bed, trying to straighten the crooked monocle, but Klein took it off for a kiss.

Klein kissed him, making him dazzled.Because he couldn't escape, no matter how he hid, all he could breathe was the smell of the other party, so strong that he would choke to death.Klein seemed to want to dominate him in reverse in this way, crazily occupying his mouth, biting his lips and tongue, even biting his mouth a little bit, bleeding out.

Amon couldn't feel pain, but could only feel heat. The taste of this blood was the same as what he tasted when he woke up the first day. It was human blood plus Klein's breath.He tore off the expensive and delicate clothes on his body, opened himself, and guided the fire to burn all of him frantically, from top to bottom, from the outside to the inside.

Klein entered him from behind, going deep into places he hadn't touched before, and he was not allowed to get up.He originally thought that it would be a completely beastly copulation afterwards, but the movements of the people behind him suddenly became gentle, which was unexpected.Klein's hands covered his abdomen, feeling completely different from last time, as if he was protecting it.

Amon still remembered what he was going to do, so he gave up his control to instinct.He doesn't even need to think about how to "love", he is dependent, he is obsessed, he is not satisfied, he calls "Mr. Fool" in the dark, everything is just right.

In the end, Amon lost control for a moment.Mostly because he was too comfortable, he shouted something, but he couldn't hear it, and couldn't remember it.He could only infer from Klein's reaction that it might be a rather special phrase, otherwise, the sweet iced tea-flavored pheromone that melted his glands wouldn't be so gentle and lure him into dreams like a gurgling stream.

He doesn't dream, so he forgets the dream.

In the middle of the night, Amon crawled out of Klein's arms and quietly got up.

In the faint light, Klein fell asleep defenselessly, breathing as smoothly as he did in the Land Abandoned by God.He didn't seem to worry about the enemy taking his life in the meantime, and he didn't know whether it was courage or pure self-destruction.

Amon carried his clothes lightly to the living room, put on a shirt and pants, put on a monocle, and wore Klein's windbreaker.After resting for a while, he turned on the laptop on the desktop that he had neglected on the first day.

When passing through the downtown area alone in the afternoon, he observed how other people used the machine in the store, and learned the basic operation after various attempts.It's a pity that time is limited, if there are clones to use, he will master more.

Klein should have learned something yesterday, and now it's time to use ancient technology to find new clues.

Things didn't go smoothly, because this computer, like Klein's cell phone, had a four-digit password, and it hadn't been prompted yet.Amon tried to enter some numbers, such as the date and year they came to this world, the birthdays in Klein's file and the birthdays of his relatives, the date and year when Origin Castle was awakened...but all were wrong.

"Give up. Even though it's 'my' computer, I can't guess the password."

Klein's voice came from the side, and with a snap, the lights in the room turned on.Amon turned his head, and saw Klein rubbing his temples and standing by the bedroom door, wearing his newly bought coat, his shirt buttoned wrongly, which made him inexplicably happy.

However, he remembered that Klein was in a deep sleep when he walked out of the room. What woke him up?The sound of typing on the keyboard?

Amon said: "I didn't expect you to wake up. I remember that your mobile phone also has a four-digit password. Are they different?"

"It might be the same, I don't know." Klein spread his hands, "Don't look at me like that, I have other ways to unlock the phone, but the computer can't."

"Really?" Amon raised the corner of his mouth and pressed the monocle. "The password you can't guess is also very useful information."

"It doesn't matter, you can guess and play, you can help me guess the best..." Klein leaned against the door frame, looking like he was still awake, "Anyway, you wouldn't use such an ancient toy."

Amon smiled noncommittally, without revealing the secret that he already knew how to use a little computer.

Klein yawned, and continued: "So, you don't need to get up secretly, what is a Sequence 9 doing without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"I drank too much Coke." Amon explained the reason tactfully.

"……I do not believe."

Amon didn't care whether Klein believed it or not, he still found it interesting.Although Klein was able to sleep with him, I am afraid that the presence of the Trunsost Brass Book would make him believe that there is indeed such an everyday human reason for him to wake up—turning on the computer to guess the password does not count, after all, Klein also No asking, it's not cheating.

He turned his attention back to the code, straightened his hair, and propped his chin into a semi-meditative state.

Is there any combination of numbers that Klein supposedly knew, but forgot?

Or, is there any number combination that "Klein Moretti" thinks is important, but Klein in front of him doesn't think so, or even has no way of knowing it?

Perhaps, the secret clue he found on the first day will be the key to solving the mystery.

A guess is about to come out.

He entered four numbers, and the interface on the screen immediately jumped successfully.

"I untied it." Amon said with a smile.

"what!"

Klein was shocked. He stopped being confused, walked quickly to Amon, and bent down to look at the screen.Amon raised his eyebrows and didn't speak. Klein's throat was next to his ear, and the soft humming sound was extremely clear.

"How could it be so fast? How did you guess it?"

"Do you think I have recovered the ability of a decryption scholar?" Amon said, the corners of his mouth raised higher.

"I guess not." Klein decisively denied, "What is the password?"

"It's boring." Amon shook his head in disappointment, "It's okay to tell you, the password is 0103."

"0, 1, 0, 3?"

Klein repeated it word by word, his brows were furrowed, and he really didn't have any idea about this number.

Amon laughed seeing him racking his brains but couldn't figure it out, and proposed kindly: "I can also tell you the meaning of these four numbers. But in exchange, you have to pay some price."

Klein thought for a while, nodded and said, "Go ahead."

"I want the clues you found," Amon said lightly, "especially the ones you just found yesterday."

Klein's expression darkened: "Your asking price is too harsh, I suspect you are defrauding me."

"No, this is an equivalent exchange."

Amon didn't feel the embarrassment of piercing his mind at all. Instead, he smiled slyly and packaged the deceit with more facts: "The meaning of this number is true mystic knowledge, knowing that it is still alive, in our world Not more than ten."

"Then how could the 'Klein' of this world know?" Klein asked suspiciously.

How could it be possible that Cline Moretti didn't know the birthday of his married partner?

Amon answered in his heart, but didn't say it out loud.He pushed the monocle and said in an ambiguous tone: "You understand, because someone told him."

He asked Klein to guess the person for whom he didn't know the answer, in order to make Klein frightened by his own associations, thus revealing his flaws.

This works great.Klein was taken aback after hearing this, and fell into deep thought, his face was really not pretty.He shook his head and sighed softly, turned and left, while Amon sat where he was, resting his chin and quietly waiting for the harvest.

After a while, Klein came back, and the phone in his hand was stuck on a certain web page.It was a video that was paused, and the person looking at the audience outside the screen from the video was an existence that Amon was quite familiar with, and who did not expect to "reunite" in this situation.

Bethel Abraham.

"Look for yourself, I think you should have found other clues left by him." When Klein handed the phone to Amon, his eyes were a little melancholy, "and, anyway, this is what he left for you .”

Bethel told Amon the truth of this world, in the tone of a dead person to the new Lord of Mysteries.

"Because the uniqueness of the apprentice is the key to this."

This is a world bubble independent of the universe. It randomly absorbs fragments of history from the starry sky, and after wonderful calculation and reorganization, it creates an incomplete space like a castle in the sky.

"It is difficult to calculate the relevant laws of mysticism, and it simply shields most of the extraordinary power. However, the uniqueness as a special existence can still play some embarrassing effects, such as I get lost from time to time."

Another example is Klein's occasional sluggishness, for example, he can't walk out of the "door" of this house by his own will.

"Here, you will feel that everything is more real than all the worlds, but once you leave, you will find that it is more illusory than a dream. It will not have any impact on the real universe. All the mystical connections that I think have been successfully established will disappear after leaving Afterwards, all of them will disappear, and they will only take effect again after returning here.”

This naturally includes the mark completed in this world, and a series of consequences after the mark.

"If you've had enough of being disoriented, confused, and erroneously human, look for things that can't exist in the real universe.

"Use it for meditation, and you will soon return to the original time and space."

The truth emerges.

At the moment when Klein grafted Amon and Origin Castle, the unbalanced power and the uniqueness of the apprentices caused them to be involved here who were connected to Origin Castle at the same time. Ironically, they had cohabiting roommates calculated in this space (probably because they all On Origin Castle) and newlyweds (probably because they got together alpha and omega).

After watching the video titled "To the Lord of Mysteries", Amon watched it twice.Bethel, oh Bethel, why did you show up at this time and tell me the truth like this... Amon sighed inexplicably, and then smiled and said, "Is this the reason for your change of attitude?"

Klein nodded and said, "So, do you want to cooperate, for that thing that cannot exist in the real universe?"

Amon turned off the video and put down his phone: "It seems that you already have a direction to look for."

"It's not searching, it's waiting." Klein said with a wry smile, "The most inconsistent existence I've found so far is that child."

No, there is obviously another thing that is absolutely impossible to exist in the real universe.They can leave this place immediately and return to Origin Castle without having to torture each other for half a year.

But is everything so far really torture?

Amon recalled this brief experience of more than two days. Apart from the uneasiness after being marked at first, getting along with Klein did not make him unhappy.Especially yesterday, from the peaceful breakfast, to the pranks of the thieves, to the night’s novel attempts and wordless exchanges, and Klein’s various lively reactions interspersed in between, no matter how he thought about it, he was relaxed and happy memories.

If it is such a "torture", it doesn't matter if it takes a while.Moreover, he hasn't "loved" Klein yet, he just started this interesting game, how can he quit early?

Amon hid a lot of small thoughts, pressed his fingers on the monocle, and said with a smile: "It seems that I have no choice but to agree. What are your thoughts on the details of the cooperation?"

"No details, just need to be clear that our shared goal is to have a baby."

After Klein finished speaking, he approached Amon.Amon was a little puzzled, and was immediately hugged into his arms.He was forced to bury his face on Klein. Just as he was about to speak, Klein stroked his glands with his hands and gently combed his hair.

This is appeasement.

"This is a part of cooperation. I know there will be demand from omega, so..." Before Amon could speak, Klein took the initiative to explain his behavior, "I hope we can have a tacit understanding, and we don't have to say anything in the future, so as not to Overaccumulation."

"That's right." Amon leaned obediently in Klein's arms, breathing in the smell of his body, "Is the thing on the bed the same?"

Klein's hand to comb Amon's hair froze.

"That kind of thing can be as little as possible."

"But it's very exciting and comfortable, and you're enjoying it too." Amon chuckled, and his hand was already in a wrong position, "Look, it's already the second day, and we can do it again—"

"You are dreaming!"

Klein pushed him away angrily, turned around and left.Thus, the appeasement ended in less than ten seconds, breaking an inexplicable record.

Amon laughed a few times, then turned off the lights and walked into the bedroom. He also took off his coat and lay down behind Klein.As Klein moved further away, he moved closer until they were tightly attached to the left side of the bed.

"Can you make people sleep well?" Klein asked slightly annoyed, as if he was still a little angry.

"Don't you want to hear what that password means?"

"Let's talk tomorrow."

Amon smiled happily, leaned close to Klein's glands, and sniffed the inconspicuous sweet iced tea.

Klein sighed heavily and didn't speak again.He stretched out his right arm and wrapped it around Klein's waist, as if he had done this countless times skillfully, and Klein also held his hand naturally, as if intending to stop him from moving around like this.

But he really didn't intend to move around. He recalled the video just now, thinking about the manifestation of the thief's uniqueness, and gradually fell asleep.

In the tranquility that helped people sleep, Amon sneezed softly and woke up.

——He must have been affected by pheromones.

If it is the real him, if he has all the power, he will definitely return to Origin Castle immediately, seize Klein's characteristics and source quality under the absolute advantage, become the master of mysteries, and then bring Klein back from the dead this space.In that way, He can continue the game without taking any risks and without distractions.

How could he miss this opportunity?

..."You will face a bad physical and mental state that you have never experienced, which cannot be summed up by the word out of control"...

At this time, what Klein said inappropriately resurfaced in Amon's mind, which made him suddenly hate that he had such a good memory.He pursed his lips and backed away slightly, but Klein's fingers flicked and he didn't let him go.

"Mr. Fool...?"

The only response to Amon was steady breathing.

He immediately decided to stay another day, less than 24 hours.When the night of the new moon falls on this world, he will definitely ring the death knell for Klein.