Maple leaves, daisies, roses and irises

The kingdom of heaven is at hand, you should repent.

After World War II, countless trials sent countless Nazis to the guillotine.The people who have been tortured by fascism are filled with righteous indignation. Even the poor woman who was raped by the Nazis and gave birth to a child will be dragged out by her hair and let the angry people beat her to death.

No one grieves for them, no one grieves for someone who has anything to do with the Nazis.Just hearing that diabolical word fills the hearts of those afflicted with fear and humiliation, and then all emotions explode into consuming rage.

But all of this basically has nothing to do with Matthew Williams. In fact, because civilian casualties are almost zero, his only emotion for the Nazis is aversion to their massacres, and this aversion is not because of him. own loss.

The ones who are really angry to the extreme are probably Mr. France/France, Mr. China/Guo and the Soviet Union...

Matthew didn't want to think about these things at all.Years of wars have made him extremely tired physically and mentally. He vaguely recalled the muddled days before, and felt that such a life was actually pretty good—no one paid attention, and he lived freely with Xiong Erlang in his own in the little world.

But he is different now than he was then...

"Williams, try some of my scones?"

The blond-haired man came out of the black-smoky kitchen in a panic, holding a plate in his hand, looked at Matthew expectantly and said.

Matthew hugged the white bear, looked awkwardly at the charred unknown object on the plate, and forced a smile: "Mr. Ying, Mr. England...Thank you very much, but I'm not hungry..."

"Are you kidding, what time is it now! If I remember correctly, you should only have breakfast, right? It's already five o'clock in the afternoon!"

"……Uh……"

Isn't it because you came over halfway and wanted to cook by yourself!

Matthew complained.

He is different from his twin brother who has an idiot taste... Alfred grew up under Arthur's hand, and he has long been immune to this dark cuisine, but he, Matthew Williams, was in Mr. Francis's room when he was a child. Living under food!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kirkland, you don't look very well. I suggest you take a shower and tidy up first." Matthew said decisively.

The blond gentleman put the plate on the table, looked down at his smoky clothes, put his arms under his nose and sniffed, "That's right, I'm going to take a shower and change clothes, and then I'll come down and chat with you Let's talk..."

Seeing the figure of the blond gentleman going upstairs to get a change of clothes, Matthew was so moved that he almost shed tears.While the other party was still rummaging in the room, Matthew quickly put the plate on the dining table, and asked the white bear in his arms with a smile: "Xiong Erlang, are you hungry—"

"Who are you?"

"..."

Arthur came out with his clothes.

The young man at the dining table downstairs sat upright with a napkin wrapped around him and a knife and fork in hand.

Arthur expressed his relief, "Try it? I have practiced at home for a long time..."

"Okay, Mr. Kirkland." In order to enhance the authenticity, he inserted a scone and put it in his mouth, "You go take a shower first, and I will tell you whether it is delicious or not after the shower."

Xiong Erlang in his arms bit him lightly with disdain.Arthur wrinkled his nose awkwardly—it could be seen that he wanted to smile at first, but then forced himself to keep his face expressionless for some reason—the blond gentleman blushed: "Ha! It's not very delicious, either. I didn't want you to comment... Anyway, let's eat first!"

The other party almost ran away.As soon as he heard the sound of the bathroom door being slammed shut, Matthew immediately stood up impatiently, picked up the plate and rushed out the door, and dumped the scone inside into the garbage pile in the corner of the garden.

"who are you?"

When Matthew came back, he just closed the door when he heard his pet say this to him.

It's been weird lately...Since the World War, Xiong Erlang can't remember his name more and more...What's going on?

The light brown-haired youth was troubled by this, but he didn't dwell on it for long.Matthew stepped forward, put the plate in his hand on the table, cleaned it up as if he had finished eating, and smiled, "I'm Canada, your master."

Bai Xiong didn't reply immediately, but just sat blankly and watched Matthew busy.When the other party packed up and sat on the sofa to read today's newspaper, Xiong Erlang ran over clumsily, patted Matthew's arm and said, "Canada, Canada, I think you should be careful. Mr. Lan."

This sentence seems familiar.

Matthew looked up from the reading, smiled and asked, "Why do you think so?"

"Mr. England looks at you as if he were looking at his lover."

"……Is not it?"

Being called "lover" by others, Matthew's face flushed a little.

"But Mr. England's lover isn't that, Canada's brother...Mr. America?"

Ping.

There was a very soft, crisp sound outside the window.The sparrow accidentally bumped into the transparent glass, fluttered its wings and flew up again, far away from the painful window.

The newspaper in his hand was squeezed tightly, making a sound like rubbing plastic.

Matthew felt like he couldn't see anything but gray—

"Wait... Alfred?"

The whole world is spinning—

"...Xiong Erlang, where did you hear that?"

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When Arthur Kirkland came out of the bathroom in a thin shirt and trousers, the young man downstairs who was supposed to be sitting at the dining table waiting for him disappeared. Only the stupid white bear looked up at him blankly, Say nothing.

While wiping his dripping hair, the blond gentleman went downstairs and asked, "Hey, Mr. Xiong, where did Canada go? Didn't you say that he would wait for me here?"

"Canada is not here. Canada is tired, go up and rest for a while." Xiong Erlang read it like a repeater in a flat tone, "He said that if Mr. England comes down, let Mr. England go first Pack up. Canada/Canadian in a while."

"Oh my god, this guy! He doesn't listen to me at all—does he think that the only thing I want to say to him is Scone?" Arthur rubbed his hair unbearably, "There are very important things to discuss... Does he think rest or something can be allowed? This is a very important thing!"

With that said, Arthur had already turned around and went upstairs to Matthew's room.Seeing this, Xiong Erlang hurried forward, stood under the stairs and shouted: "No, Mr. England. You can't go to the room in Canada."

Although its tone is surprisingly rigid, the panic in its tone is still palpable.The ancient empire on which the sun never sets paused, turned to look at it, eyes full of suspicion: "Canada is resting?"

Xiong Erlang opened his mouth, "Mr. England, you can't go anyway."

"Ridiculous! Is there anything about Williams that I don't know? I want to see what he needs to keep from me—"

The blond man snorted coldly, walked quickly to Matthew's door, ignored Xiong Erlang's anxious footsteps behind him, and opened the door without even knocking——

click.

The elegant room layout is a Canadian/Canada room.

But Arthur Kirkland had no time to admire the beauty of the room.In fact, when he saw the people in the room, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

"Ahahaha! Long time no see, Kirkland! How are you doing recently? It's a pity that he didn't die hahaha..."

Matthew Williams sat awkwardly in a corner of the room.Occupying the two-seater sofa was a bespectacled young man who looked very similar to Matthew, his beautiful blue eyes shone like the sun.

Facing the petrified Arthur Kirkland, Alfred laughed heartily:

"Hahaha! Your expression is really funny, isn't it? Because of the recent economic downturn, do you feel ashamed after seeing HERO?"

"—Get out of my house, Alfred F. Jones!!"

——Where did you hear that, Xiong Erlang?

——Because, when Mr. England came, Mr. America was always following behind.

(I'm sorry for the child who thought she was going to abuse her_(:3」<)_I'm a real mother)

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"So you're here for your what-the-Malogie project?"

"It's the Marshall Project, Marshall~ Kirkland, your pronunciation is really terrible~"

"—A brat who even learned the language from me is the least qualified to speak it, okay?!"

Matthew hugged the white bear in his arms, watching helplessly as the two people who seemed to never grow up bickered with each other.That's all for Alfred, but Mr. Kirkland's IQ is also lowered... Really...

"W-Do you need me to pour you some tea?"

The two who were looking at each other turned their heads at the same time.Matthew forced a smile and said, "I know what Mr. Kirkland likes, Alfred, what do you need?"

Call me Mr. Kirkland call that boy Alfred...

The blond gentleman's face suddenly darkened, but neither of the two brothers noticed that something was wrong with him.Alfred waved his hand energetically, "That's not to mention! Of course, Coke!" ①

"..." Matthew smiled, "Sorry, there is no..."

"Eh? Then what do you have here?"

"...uh, all kinds of tea..."

"Eh?! Why tea! And how do you live without Coke?"

"Because I usually drink plain water or maple syrup, and all the tea is prepared for Mr. Kirkland, and I won't die if I don't drink Coke..."

"Ah~ What a pity~ Then HERO, I'll just drink plain water—"

Before Matthew responded, Arthur shouted furiously: "Resolutely reject! I don't need any treats for you..." He stopped, looked at Matthew with a blank face, took a deep breath and stammered Say, "You just have to give him the sewer water! Ma, Matthew, you just have to pour me tea!"

? !

He didn't hear his twin brother's reply.

There was nothing but red left on his face...!

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After solving the problem of hospitality, Matthew said goodbye, carried the white bear into the garden, and waited for the two to finish their discussion.

During the period, I ignored the laughter from some male duck voices and some "foolish" roars, and it was generally relatively calm...

When Arthur came out to look for him, Matthew fell asleep with his head tilted against the back of the bench.Arthur was curious as to why Xiong Erlang was so quiet. After waving his hand in front of Bai Xiong's eyes, he found that the other party turned a blind eye and fell asleep... ②

It should be said that there is a kind of pet with a kind of owner?

Arthur sighed helplessly, but there was an involuntary smile on his lips.He patted Matthew on the shoulder: "Get up, Williams, it's cold and uncomfortable in here."

Matthew opened his eyes dimly, and was stunned for a few seconds before he realized, "Ah, Mr. Kirkland! I'm sorry, I fell asleep..."

Seeing the cute look of his lover in a hurry, Arthur couldn't help stretching out his hand and tugging at his stupid hair, "Really, why do you have to apologize for everything? You don't need to apologize for this kind of thing. Okay, get up, go upstairs Go to bed."

"OK……"

After all this tossing, the white bear also woke up.Matthew stood up holding the white bear who had not fully recovered, and asked casually with a smile: "Mr. Kirkland, what are you discussing?—ah!" He suddenly reacted, "I'm sorry! If it's confidential if……"

"Don't be so flustered, Williams, I didn't blame you." Arthur shrugged, "It's not a secret, it's okay to say it... Actually, you know the speech my boss gave at Jones's house before?"

"Yes, the Iron/Curtain Speech...ah... about Mr. Braginsky, and Miss Arlovskaya, Mr. Rolinatis... about them?"

"That's right. That's it - that guy Jones decided to join forces with me. I also think this is the best... We can't let the scum of socialism grow stronger!"

When speaking, the blond gentleman looked disdainful, and when he mentioned the term, his tone seemed to be talking about the most disgusting livestock.Matthew was silent for a moment, decided not to comment on this, and said ambiguously: "Well, Mr. Kirkland... I wish you well."

Arthur was acutely aware of his neutrality, but said nothing about it.The blond gentleman looked up at the other party disapprovingly, until Matthew asked awkwardly, "Uh, what's the matter, Mr. Kirkland?"

Arthur raised his eyebrows, "Stand over here."

Matthew didn't want to talk about the following things...

It's so embarrassing for a big man to be hugged by the same sex! ! !

That night, after working in the dark for a whole night, Canada/Canada, who was exhausted and unconscious, heard the other party say:

"Ha, Williams... Who told you to be taller than me."

……

Is it just for this reason that you have been drinking milk lately doing exercise and working hard♂♂♂toil♂? !

Matthew lost.

Note ①: Coca-Cola was invented in 1886 and popularized in the 1920s ~ so there was already Coke at that time ^_^

Note ②: Polar bears sleep with one eye open and one eye closed, in order to guard against the enemy, but, well... like Xiong Erlang, there must be nothing to guard against...

Note ③: As mentioned before, Matthew seems to be the same height as Al, Al is two centimeters taller than Arthur, Al is 177, Arthur is 175^_^

The author has something to say: ahaha thank you for reading this funny chapter I don’t even know what I’m writing orz

In short, the third official pair is about to appear ~ guess which pair it is (Xie Mei laughs