[Comprehensive English and American] You have to pay rent even if you are a ghost

Raffaele's impression of ghosts stays in their types. As for the living habits and needs of ghosts lingering in the world, Raffaele started from Tate, collecting information while observing.

The ancient books that Raffaele read before did not introduce what ghosts can eat or what they like to eat.Forgive Raffaele himself, and the wizards before him, for having no interest in the secret lives of ghosts, never caring about their ghostly lives.

The ghosts shackled by that house can switch between real and virtual. Raffaele tried it. When they manifested, their souls showed a materialized appearance.Although the tentacles are cold, they are real.

The reason why Raffaele took Tate to share the food was because Tate in his previous life, that is, Phoenix, was a snack.

Phoenix is ​​addicted to sweetness. Foods other than chicken can be eaten with a layer of honey and a little sweet jam.That posture frightened Sabrina Brown, the housekeeper who was in charge of arranging Raffaele's three meals a day.

She once said with great concern that Phoenix's sweetness is not good for his health.Although Phoenix is ​​a somewhat skinny teenager, but if he eats like this, it is hard to guarantee that he will become a fat and round big fat man.

Raffaele thought it made sense.

As a result, Sabrina Brown and Phoenix had a sweet tooth offensive and defensive battle for almost a year. The reason why Sabrina Brown came forward was that sometimes it was really difficult for Raffaele to face Phoenix's pitiful eyes.

Those who don't know think how Raffaele abused Phoenix, obviously it's just that he doesn't give sweets to eat.

It's a pity that Sabrina Brown's toughness only lasted for nearly a year before she lost her armor and disarmed—she couldn't just watch Phoenix go up a tree to dig out honey, and was chased and stinged by a group of angry bees. Just for that sip of honey.

She strictly limited Phoenix's daily intake of sweets, and she had to eat up all the bread, meat and vegetables for three meals a day before she could eat sweets.

Later, Raffaele and Sabrina Brown saw that no matter how much Phoenix ate, his body bones did not change, and there was no slight bulge after eating a lot of food, so they turned a blind eye up.

Raffaele originally thought that Tate in this life would be the same as his previous life, a sweet snacker.

At the beginning of the steak, Tate ate calmly, and Raffaele was not surprised.

In his previous life, Phoenix didn't like meat, beef and mutton were barely good, seafood was better, and he didn't eat a bite of chicken.Raffaele checked Tate's body carefully while he was sleeping. His bones were worse than in his previous life, so he should eat more meat to replenish his body.

As a result, it is conceivable that watching Tate eat steak doesn't seem like he likes it.

Raffaele couldn't take it easy, and changed to cream cake the next day.

In the end, he was still so calm.

It's strange that Raffaele can't see the abnormality.

He then went to the house's current housekeeper, Moira O'Hara, to make sure.

Moira O'Hara worked at Harmon's house for more than 20 days, no matter how careless she was, she realized that the family was unusual.

The house that totally rejected Constance Langton's entry, the unbreakable plates and bowls, the couple who ignored the ghost illusion, the cat who could speak human language, the ghost baby who ran around the room on a cat, and Raffaele with Tate.

Even if Raffaele didn't hang the twin troublemakers upside down on the wrought iron gate today, Moira O'Hara realized that Raffaele Harmon was unusual.

She completely restrained her previous methods of dealing with men, as if she appeared in front of this family just to get a lucrative job.

When Raphael asked her about the taste of human food for ghosts, Moira O'Hara was not surprised or concealed, and told Rafael everything frankly.

She has seen the relationship between Raffaele and Tate during this period of time, and she also hopes that this child whom she basically watched growing up but who is suffering from fate can find happiness.

The love affair between humans and ghosts seems to be the only way out for humans to become ghosts.

But wizards are different.

Of course, Moira O'Hara also hoped that, someday, Raffaele would be able to free them from the house.

Regardless of the fact that Raffaele just flicked his hand today and put a ring on Tate easily, which not only gave him the strength to escape from that house, but also restored his sense of taste.In fact, this small ring is engraved with quite complicated multiple formations, one ring after another, because the material of the ring cannot fully withstand Rafael's power, the material is damaged and piled up into a hill, and finally let Raphael Faele forcibly improved the quality of the material with his own blood, and finally engraved all the multiple formations he conceived into it.

The reason why the binding power of the house could not stop Tate was because the ring echoed the power of Raffaele. In a sense, Tate was equivalent to another him, a person who was still alive, so The bondage of the house did not hold him back.

Tate was able to taste the deliciousness of the food also because Raffaele shared the palate.

If the ring worked as he expected, Tate would be able to taste the same type of food that Van Raffaele had tasted within two hours.

But this, there is no need for Raffaele to tell Tate.

Anyway, Raffaele is not a picky eater, and he doesn't feel forced to eat the same food as Tate.

"Sorry, Rafi." Tate was silent for a while, and whispered, he just didn't want Rafael to worry.Then, he looked up at Raffaele, smiled, and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Raffaele raised his chin and smiled, "It's my honor."

As he spoke, Raffaele pushed the plate containing the mussels in Dutch sauce towards Tate, saying, "This one is delicious too, eat more."

While Tate was concentrating on baked lobster with cheese, Raffaele tasted all the seafood on his side, no matter what kind of seafood Tate ate.

Tate is completely immersed in the world of food.

When Raffaele and Tate walked out of the seafood restaurant, only a line of sky and sea was left in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the sky had already darkened.

For dinner alone, Raffaele and Tate ate for an hour and a half.

If it hadn't been for Tate's insistence, Raffaele would have ordered another set meal.

Raffaele really wanted to know if Tate would be stronger if he ate more.

In Raffaele's view, Tate was so thin that he worried.

Tate rubbed his belly, this time he really lasted.If he hadn't really felt this satiety, Tate would have found it hard to imagine that ghosts could also feel this feeling.

It's... strange.

Raffaele was not in a hurry to go to the hotel either, he and Tate walked slowly on the beach.Raffaele also took the time to send a text message to Vivienne who didn't know how many steps the world of the two had taken, saying that he had arrived at the Los Angeles airport.

For acting, no matter what you say, you have to do a full set.

Five minutes later, Vivienne texted back, asking Raffaele to call them when he arrived in Baltimore tomorrow.

Raffaele readily agreed.

After dealing with his parents in Los Angeles, Raffaele noticed that Tate was walking slower and slower.He turned his head slightly, and looked at the place where the sky and the sea meet in the distance, where there was still a ray of golden red.

Raffaele looked at Tate, and found something lit up in Tate's black eyes.

"It's so beautiful..." Tate murmured, "I never realized that the sunset can be so beautiful..."

Surrounded by that ray of light, it seems to be saying goodbye to the night, and it is so quiet and gentle.

Rafael raised his eyebrows and said, "Whether the scenery is beautiful or not depends on the person who accompanied you to see the scenery, doesn't it?"

Tate turned his head and looked at Raffaele.

The corners of Raffaele's lips were slightly raised, with a calm expression on his face.

After a while, to Rafael's surprise, Tate nodded directly and said, "You're right, Lafite."

In the past, Tate didn't believe in hell and heaven at all, and that only one person could change.

Now, he believed it.

Since having Raffaele, he has truly found paradise.

His soul got a haven where he could rest.

Raffaele looked at Tate who was close at hand, licked his lips, and said in a low voice: "I think it's especially suitable to do one thing now."

Tate blinked quickly, and he swallowed. Even though there were only the two of them on the surrounding beach, his voice was subconsciously lowered, and he said, "I feel the same way."

Raffaele laughed. He put his hand on Tate's shoulder, then moved his palm back very naturally, held the back of Tate's neck, and squeezed it gently.

Tate's shoulders trembled, his scalp tingled slightly, and there was an inexplicable feeling that a feline was pinched at its vitals and was at a loss what to do.But he raised his face subconsciously. Although his eyes wandered a little, there was always a glimmer of light from the corner of his eyes that firmly locked on the blond-haired blue-eyed boy in front of him.

Thanks to the good eyes of a ghost, even though the sky is completely dark now, he can still see Raphael's face clearly, and he can see the tenderness in his eyes.

Tate felt that he should take the initiative, but he just froze. He couldn't lift his arms or move his legs. Only his neck was better, so he could barely lift it up so that he wouldn't look too dull. passive.

Sure enough, when he was in high school, he shouldn't have been thinking about too philosophical things all day long, and missed a lot of opportunities to grow up, so that now, he behaves like a piece of wood!

What's so dear about wood?

boring, boring.

The taste was so hard to swallow that it made the ghost despair.

So, at this moment, Tate despaired of his own performance.

He is so stupid! !

Noticing Tate's expression, the curvature of the corners of Raffaele's lips could not be suppressed.

This expression is too cute.

However, Tate is not as "violent" as he was in his previous life. You know, Phoenix is ​​a man who can bite Raffaele's hair in a serious manner and then spit it out in disgust.

... Well, that was the wrong demonstration given to Phoenix by the bird in the tree, so that he felt that he could express his affection by grooming the birds and animals.

After being silenced by Raffaele and strictly forbidden to do such a thing to anyone, Phoenix ran off rather unhappy and did not show up all afternoon.

However, when going to bed at night, Raphael unsurprisingly picked out a boy with golden-red hair from his bed.

Raffaele was pushed down on the bed by a tiger pounce from Phoenix, and then...

He opened his mouth to lick the drool all over Raffaele's face.

After the intimacy of birds and animals was banned by Raffaele, Phoenix chose other animals, maybe cats or dogs, and then applied what he had learned from Raffaele.

At that moment, Raffaele had the idea to transfer the adults with families and lovers out of the manor, so that Phoenix, who was full of curiosity, would not focus on the night activities of certain adults after the cats and dogs. Then go to others to apply what you have learned.

Going to him to apply what he has learned, Raffaele can still criticize and stop it, but when he goes to others...Raffaele is very suspicious of other people's bottom line.

This feeling of being a father and raising children in advance made Raffaele very complicated in his heart. He even complained to Aesop and James Stuart, who were about to get married at the time, that he would never marry and raise children in his life because children were too boring. People, although sometimes very funny, but the few small accidents that Phoenix made a few people crashed have made Raffaele burnt out.

Facts have proved that what he finally raised was not a child, but a daughter-in-law.

God knows, Phoenix is ​​ignorant, although he is not short, his mind is no different from that of a child. Even if he is a beautiful boy, Raffaele didn't have any charming thoughts about him at first.

To put it bluntly, although Phoenix is ​​good-looking, he is still far behind himself.

Sabrina and the others also slapped Raffaele on the sidelines, wondering when the territory would welcome a hostess, but Raffaele prevaricated by saying, "There are women who are prettier than me and can consider it."

But then...

In fact, Phoenix is ​​a little better looking than him.

After all, Raffaele was tired of seeing his own face.

Thinking of the past, the corners of Raffaele's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

He looked at Tate, although he couldn't remember what happened more than 300 years ago, and he was a little regretful about the little things they got along with, but he couldn't remember the pain of Raphael's life gradually passing to death and the pain he chose to commit suicide the next day , so that's not bad.

Maybe Raphael took too long to think. Tate waited nervously for a long time but didn't see Raphael leaning over. At that moment, Tate calmed down strangely.

Tate's tense shoulders relaxed unconsciously, and he blinked, feeling that Raffaele was distracted.

Hmm... at this time, my mind is distracted...

So, when Raffaele packed up his complicated emotions and was about to create more happiness with Tate in this life, his neck tightened, but it was Tate who grabbed Raffaele's collar and raised his head slightly, I kissed him hard.

But that strength, rather than a kiss, might as well be called a collision.

"hiss……"

Tate raised his hand and covered his mouth silently, his teeth hurt from being bumped.

However, when Tate noticed Raffaele's lips, he wanted to dig a hole on the spot and slip in himself.

He actually broke Raphael's lip, and it was bleeding!

Tate lowered his head dejectedly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."

He shouldn't be impulsive, he shouldn't be impatient, he just turned something that was obviously very romantic into a bloody incident.

Raffaele touched his lips, the wizard's magic power was contained under the skin and flowed in the blood.Although it looks like a legal system, the hardness of the skin is higher than that of ordinary people.If the bones and muscles were tempered with magic power every day, no matter how thin the wizard looked, jumping from the fifth floor would not hurt him at all.

If it weren't for the ring he put on Tate himself, Tate's collision wouldn't hurt him at all.

However, just a small injury.

"fine."

Raffaele wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertips, and healed the small cut.For a wizard whose innate skills are focused on healing, this injury is not considered an injury at all.

The most important thing now is not this oolong, but...

Raffaele reached out and lifted Tate's chin, smiled at the guilty and frustrated Tate, and said, "Let's continue..."

Before Raffaele finished speaking, there was a screeching sound of tire rubbing on the coastal road not far away, followed by a loud bang, and a white medium-sized bus crashed into the railing beside the road out of control. , crashed onto the beach.

The extremely dazzling orange headlights shone directly in the direction of Raffaele and Tate, and then, the extremely loud and harsh car horn sounded.

Raffaele & Tate: "..."

Tate was clearly distracted by the oncoming bus.He is a ghost and won't be hurt if he is hit, but Raphael, he accidentally broke his lip just now!

Although a little helpless, in this case, there is no other choice but to give way to this crazy bus.

Tate wanted to drag Raffaele away from the direction of the truck.

But Raffaele...

Although the corners of Raphael's lips were slightly raised, there was already a coldness in his eyes.

When the lovers are kissing and rushing out to make trouble, should they be beaten to death with sticks, should they be beaten to death with sticks, or should they be beaten to death with sticks?

In particular, there was a faint rotten smell on the bus, which could easily remind Raffaele of some kind of creature.

Raffaele didn't even look at the direction the bus was rushing towards. With a little force on his fingers, he held Tate's face to prevent him from looking in the direction of the bus, then leaned over and kissed his lips.

Somewhat cool, but very soft.

Tate froze, his eyes widened, staring at Raffaele intently, his scalp numb.

At that moment, he also forgot about the bus heading straight for them.

He raised his hand, subconsciously embraced Raffaele's neck, and opened his lips slightly.

Raffaele and Tate could ignore the rushing bus, but the man in the cab who was strangling the driver and trying to grab the steering wheel couldn't ignore them.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!!"

Did something go wrong? !

When a normal person sees an out-of-control passenger car rushing towards him, shouldn't he dodge it?

Just kissing each other in such a grand manner, are they blind?

In this world, is there anything more depressing than having to catch three criminal Wessons when he is obviously not a policeman and can't enjoy a good night?

Have!

That is, the human beings he wants to protect, try to hold him back! !

Willis Lecter was frantic in his heart, and couldn't help bursting out a series of foul language.

Such a vulgar behavior was enough to make his father, who valued etiquette so strict, feel cold, and asked him to squat in the kitchen and carve a thousand pumpkins as a punishment, but Willis Lecter couldn't bear it anymore.

Do you know how much effort he spent in killing the two Weisen jackals in the carriage who were not afraid even though they knew he was Green, and rushed towards them frantically, showing their instinct of biting like a beast?

If the cross for protection was not strong enough, or if the Weisen jackal who was driving suddenly went berserk and hit two cars in a row on the coastal road, causing the bus to jolt. Willis Lecter quickly used the coffin board to knock the two Wesson jackals unconscious. This time Willis Lecter might have to roll over.

However, what is critical is that although he has not overturned the car for the time being, the small passenger car is about to overturn under the efforts of the jackal driver.

Even if it doesn't overturn, it will smash into other cars.

When Willis Lecter rushed to the cab, he took a look at the inside of the coffin that the group of jackals had struggled to snatch from the jewelry store, and then he found out speechlessly that the coffin was so fucking empty!

So, this gang of jackals broke into the famous Jones jewelry store in Baltimore, killed the owner of the Jones store, and an innocent young lady he didn't know, in order to steal an empty coffin from the jewelry store?

The most frenzied thing is that Willis Lecter quickly called the police for the jewelry store that had apparently been hacked into the alarm system and misfired, and sneaked into the store silently with his years of rigorous training. After the underground vault of the jewelry store, what I saw was not only Mr. Jones, the old shop owner who had made an appointment with him to pick up the custom-made jewelry at [-]:[-] tonight, but his head had been ripped off, and there was also a naked man who was killed by a The Wesson Jackal pressed down on the young lady who was biting the flesh of her arm.

The lady not only lost all her clothes, her arms, thighs, and chest were covered with blood.

Obviously, although some Weisen creatures usually pretend to be human beings, they are still beasts clad in human skin and keen on the taste of human flesh!

Willis Lecter's head buzzed, although he had already been mentally prepared when he sneaked into this jewelry store, but when he saw this scene, he still couldn't help becoming angry, and directly used his sleeve-crossbow Shot through the head of that Wessen jackal.

Knowing that the jewelry store was invaded, Willis Lecter dared to sneak in alone before the police came. In addition to his well-trained childhood, he was also equipped with some weapons.Although there is no pistol, the special sleeve-crossbow has considerable lethality, and it is not difficult to kill people in an instant.

Of course, in addition to this, it was also because after he discovered that the perpetrators were Wesen creatures, his identity as Green had a great deterrent effect.

The author has something to say:

#818 Hot Phoenix who opened his mouth and gnawed the protagonist's hair#

Raffaele: Σ(っ°Д°;)っyou you you, what do you want to do?How did my hair bother you?

Phoenix: Bah, I just want to comb your hair, innocent.jpg

Raffaele: _(:з」∠)_

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Weisen can barely be considered a half-orc, with a wolf head, a fox head, etc., usually hidden among humans, some of them maintain animal nature, and Green is a hunter who can see through their identities and hunt Wesen.From the American drama "Green", I recommend the first season of this American drama, don't watch the rest_(:з」∠)_

Willis Lecter is here, will his fathers be far behind~