"It's just this level, it's not enough to shake 'you', sir?"

"Ah? Could it be the wrong meaning? It's really..."

"--disappointment."

It has been a long time since I heard this voice, and suddenly, Xus couldn't remember the name of its owner.

The moment he remembered that person's name, he simultaneously woke up from a strange dream in which he could only hear voices and see only darkness.

...just in time to wake up.That's fine, don't hesitate to sleep back in the cage.

Zolf: Yo.

It has been snowing recently, and the temperature can be imagined.After a few days, the house turned back into the world of the two of us again, and for some reason, it felt empty and unaccustomed to it.

After that, Xus tried to find the young people, but all he was left with was the locked paperwork and the key hanging from the doorknob.

Holding the idea that "he has no right to intervene", Xus pretended nothing happened.

Xus: ...Good afternoon.

Just after taking a nap, he heard the strange noise in his dream again. He is not in a good mood now.

Even without the above reasons, given how well Zor knew himself, it was impossible for him not to notice.

Zolf: Good afternoon...is it cold?

Xus: Barely.

He lay on the coffee table, the surface of the coffee table was emptied and covered with a quilt that was neither thin nor thick.

It is said that in the hometown where Xus should have lived, there is a kind of furniture called "Kotatsu", which is very popular in cold weather.

I don't know much about the culture there, and what little knowledge I have is only from books and from a friend.

He knew that this level must be far from a real kotatsu, but at least the warmth was not inferior.

Zolf: Let me in too.

Before he finished speaking, he felt a small gust of cold wind blowing around his legs.

The coldness passed by and was replaced by crowding.

Xus: It's crowded, and the space is not big.

——Why are your hands so cold?

At first, I wanted to ignore the words from this person's mouth, "Wouldn't it be warmer if you squeezed?"

The intention to resist dissipated after touching his cold arm and even the fingertips.

Zolf: Did the dishes - for lunch.

Xus: ...

Oh.

Mingming had a small quarrel over this at noon (it was just a daily quarrel, not tepid), because no one wanted to encounter cold water in winter.

After taking a nap, he actually managed to do this, which made Xus care a little bit.

Zolf: What, so cold.

Zor's eyes were shining brightly, and his slightly smiling eyebrows looked soft.

He was already handsome, and under such an offensive of deliberately pretending to be obedient, few people could not be attracted and conquered.

The beautiful face is full of "come and praise me" in large characters.

Xus: ...Thanks.

Zolf: Not like that...

— What did you dream about?

Xus: Eh.

I thought he didn't intend to mention this, but I didn't expect to talk about it after a few words.

It is said that if he has a strange dream, he will "seem subtle" for a while after waking up.

As the person involved, he naturally doesn't understand the subtleties. In short, he is used to the fact that "Zor can always find out".

Xus: ...

Can't see anything, just hear someone talking.

Say what, I let you down, stuff like that.

...the voice of "Lank".

Zolf: Ah, it's him.

Xus originally thought that after so many years, when he mentioned this name, he would be able to make no waves.

However, whether it was an understatement a month ago or an accented mention this time, there is no doubt that his emotions have been quite turbulent.

He didn't notice when his fist was clenched.

After a few seconds, warmth came from the back of his hand, and a palm that was one size bigger could wrap his hand.

This guy played tricks a little and kneaded a few times skillfully.The back of the hand is slightly sore, but this action has the effect of massaging in general, which is quite comfortable.

Xus: If you keep doing this, I won't be able to "fix" my arm.

— come to the left.

The right arm that was broken yesterday has not yet been fully repaired.

Xus' natural spiritual power of the light system is most suitable for healing, and it is also effective for himself.

He also has a wonderful physique of alienation. As long as the consciousness is still there, no matter how much damage the body suffers, it can get better.

This sounds a bit cheating-especially, there is not even a little bit of "sequel" in him.

Different from himself, Zor is a dark type. According to a certain research document, it is a strange thing with remarkable destructive power.

How strange is it?Even the holder will be eroded by this spiritual power, and his whole body will be in pain all the time.

It's really unfair, obviously Xus doesn't feel pain, why should it be him.

Zolf: Even if it gets better soon.

——Please, cherish it more.

Xus: Personally, it doesn't matter.

……You worry?

Zolf: Sure.

His firm eyes showed that he never lied.

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