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"...Jessie, get out of the tub."

"This is the guest room, you said I can use it as you like!"

"That's because you said you wanted a hot bath. I have to remind you that a typical hot bath doesn't last five hours. Now you look like you're trying to cook your own soup, of course, If you really have the idea, I'm willing to help—" Nemo snapped his knuckles.

“I love this tub,” Jesse said.

He made his animal shape a little smaller so that he could fit himself into the big round bathtub. The long white hairs floated on the surface of the hot water emitting a steaming mist, and the shrunken beast put its long mouth on the edge of the bathtub and narrowed its blue eyes comfortably.

There is a window not far from the bathtub, and the swirling snow floats on the windowsill, accumulating a thick layer. Jesse hummed comfortably, and even gave the tub a free circle of thermal runes.

Nemo exhaled a long breath: "...Mr. Cross!"

Hearing the call, footsteps sounded from the stairs. After more than ten seconds, Adrian Cross pushed open the door and entered.

"..." Taking a few glances at the scene in front of him, the former judge knight pinched his eyebrows, "How long has he been soaking?"

"More than five hours."

"I suggest you use the Freezing Charm." Adrian suggested politely.

"In less than five hours!" Jesse protested, "Ed, my heart is broken, how can you be so cruel—"

"It's been five hours and seven minutes since you said you were going to take a hot shower." Nemo interrupted brutally, "Debbie did your share for you. Live. Jesse, don't tell me you're going to just go straight down to dinner later."

"Strictly speaking, we have been in friendship for tens of thousands of years, right? My dear world pillar, you don't care about these short five hours—"

"Then you can choose not to eat it for a while." Nemo rubbed his hands slowly, "I'll tell Debbie that the thornberries can stop thorn and use them to make jam. Because it is specially designed for someone The prepared fresh thornberry cake is no use."

Jessie twitched the tip of her ear.

"By the way, you can add a dish for dinner, stew wolf broth. Anyway, the ingredients have been washed very clean."

"...you know I'm not a wolf."

"It's okay, the guests don't know." Nemo straightened his sleeves, smiled, and stepped out of the bathroom with one foot. "It's up to you, Mr. Cross."

Jesse snorted at the back: "Okay, okay. Give me another ten minutes, and I'll go down and pluck those **** thornberries."

"Ten minutes may be too late."

Adrian picked up the bath towel, wiped the beast's head, and covered the two pointed ears under the bath towel.

"Miss Wright feeds the thornberries as she feeds them. In ten minutes there may be nothing left - I suggest you get out of it quickly, I can use Drying Charm."

The cool black nose protruded from the bath towel and poked at the side of Adrian's face. Adrian stopped what he was doing and kissed the furry nose of the beast: "Don't make trouble, Jesse... Well, Lord Chenni."

Jesse stepped out of the bathtub with satisfaction and turned back into a human form.

"After all, it's a big day for those two." Jesse lifted her long blond hair and steamed it herself. "I'll make up for the lost progress, don't worry."

Nimo walked out of the guest room on the second floor, instead of going downstairs, he walked towards the top floor of the house.

The ceiling on the top floor is high, but it is the sloping roof style of a log house. More than half of one wall is made of glass windows, and the view is amazing. The balcony outside the small door was covered with thick snow, and under the action of the magic circle, the interior was as warm as spring.

This room was set up today.

The soft couch was placed in the center of the room, the wide wooden table in front was fitted with a tablecloth printed with a thermal insulation array, and the teapot on the table was spewing heat from the teapot spout.

The fire in the fireplace is burning brightly. The carpet is dense and thick, and it is very comfortable to walk on bare feet. The warm-toned landscape paintings hung on the walls, Nemo knew very well, and there were countless tumbleweed mission photos hidden after that—even if they had been sealed in a sturdy stone box beforehand, he and Bagelmore would have cost money It took a lot of things to pull them out from the bottom of the abyss.

There is an airy bird stand in the corner not far from the oil painting, and there is a small nest padded with soft flannel. Lord Bagelmore must not be able to pick out any faults.

They covered it with a drape and decided to make it a surprise.

The large bed is tucked away behind a semi-enclosed partition with a new soft linen. The vase on the small wooden table by the bed was filled with fresh flower branches, and the two water glasses were attached to each other and placed beside the vase.

After coming out from the bottom of the abyss, I bought a lot of books, and now they are neatly placed on the bookshelf not far from the bed.

Stuffing the books scattered on the table back into the bookshelf, Nemo poured himself a cup of hot tea and looked through the window to the lively scene outside the window—

The end of the winter festival is approaching, and the whole city of Noe is covered with various lanterns, shining warmly in the darkening night. Nearby are mostly residential houses with only one or two floors, and the roofs are covered with icing snow.

People went home with bread and hot wine, talking and laughing, while children screamed and laughed and rolled around in the snowdrifts.

Unconsciously raising the corner of his mouth, Nemo walked to the other side of the room and added some milk to the tea.

The back of the house can be seen here.

He and Oliver built a small garden at the back of the house, which is also covered by snow. However, the necessary roads have been cleared, and the delicate lanterns have already been hung up.

Oliver's dark horse is walking freely in the small garden, as if having fun. The Fuller goat, on the other hand, sat in the comfort of his shack, munching on fresh hay.

A pair of warm arms wrapped around his shoulders from behind.

"Someone is slacking off." Oliver kissed his ear from behind.

"I terrorized our great **** out of the bathtub two minutes ago." Nemo put on his muscular arm and turned his face to the side. "It's worth a cup of tea."

"I saw Jesse, he was just in time for cleaning." Oliver rested his chin on his lover's shoulder with satisfaction. "You know, Jesse alone is enough for this job. He wants everyone to break up early to take a breath. Now only Mr. Cross and Bagmoru are still with him on the first floor. Wait, you can't guess this, Just straight-"

"Anyway, I'm done!" The gray parrot screamed harshly from the first floor, "Do you want me to spit it out, ah? You won't eat the thornberries I spit out, Di Lun, don't think you... ah ah! I apologize, I apologize, don't do it—!"

There was a screeching sound of a table and chairs rubbing against the floor.

"...is he really cleaning?" Oliver choked, "I'll go down and have a look."

"Captain, wait, Commander, you can't be like this—" Debbie's voice came from the door, getting closer.

"Okay, I'm not going." Oliver changed his tone seriously, speaking quickly.

As soon as Nemo put down the teacup in his hand, Oliver tucked himself into the closet and slammed the door carefully.

The power of this new **** is getting stronger and stronger. If it wasn't for Oliver to get into the closet, it would be difficult for Nemo to notice that there was a living thing inside.

Oliver just hid himself when there was a heavy knock on the door.

"Come in." Nemo coughed twice, and they could feel the strong breath of the visitor - the guest didn't bother to hide it.

"Where's Ramon?" Seeing Nemo, Godwin subconsciously put his hand on the hilt, his expression completely blank.

Captain Horizon was wearing ordinary clothes to hide people's eyes and ears, and a funny cloth cap was buttoned on his head, and there was still a lot of half-melted snow foam on it. Godwin rested his right hand on the hilt of his sword, his left clutching the invitation.

"Long time no see, brother." Nemo's tone was pleasant.

Hearing this name, Godwin gasped hard like a toothache. He took a half step back, gritted his teeth, and repeated in a flat tone, "Where's Oliver Ramon?"

Debbie looked left and right, and decided to stand between Nemo and Godwin, trying to block the older brother who was much taller than himself.

Godwin Lopez, who hadn't seen him for more than half a year, had slightly longer hair, and his tone didn't sound like he just wanted a brotherly hug.

"Captain is angry." Debbie poked Nemo's arm and whispered. "At the beginning, he wanted to announce the killing of the 'Demon King' as cooperation, and used our investigation data to overturn the case for the tumbleweed who's 'almost all sacrificed', to wash away his notoriety."

"And then what?" Nemo whispered back.

"Oli must have said something underground, and almost everyone agreed that he was not 'not running away in time' as Godwin said, but 'for the bone jade'. The proof materials were also taken away in advance, and you know who did it when you think about it—"

"Oh, I probably know what Ollie thinks..."

"I know what he thinks too."

Godwin gritted his teeth and joined the conversation.

"I will never agree to say this kind of thing in advance. Yes, I know it will be more low-key to hide it, but the comments outside are really... His name deserves to be remembered on the surface! I have long ago Mr. Ramon was warned 'don't fool me again'. Now I'm here to punch, hope he's ready."

"Captain!"

"I can't even explain much to him!" Godwin exclaimed, subconsciously planting his sword on the ground. As a result, Captain Horizon glanced at the thick and soft carpet on the ground, and took it back to the scabbard angrily. "Every time I explain—"

"...Poor Mr. Lopez, who was robbed of the title of hero by his blood relatives, and justified that **** like this."

Debbie interrupted Godwin, took out a handkerchief, pretended to wipe her tears, and deliberately raised her voice in a thin and sharp voice: "He's really nice, Miss Wright, can you help me Give him this love letter?"

" After such a trip, the one who contributed the most is obviously the one on the horizon. Oliver Lopez just grabbed the last blow... In order to steal the bone jade, the tumbleweed except Sa Vicky is all folded inside, it really deserves it!" Nemo cooperated with Debbie and imitated enthusiastically.

"I can hear you both very well, right? Wrights?"

Godwin took a deep breath: "And, Mr. Wright, think about who you are, don't take the final blow - I'm pretty sure you two will be endless from now on already."

"Speaking of which, Godwin, do you want a bone jade? I can give you one right now."

"...Stop talking." Godwin rubbed his temples with a headache, apparently indigestion about the subject.

"Oliver is in the closet over there." Nemo smiled and shook his head, and there was a muffled scream from the closet.

Godwin walked mercilessly to the closet and opened the door.

"Nimo." Oliver slowly sank himself into the back of his clothes, his voice aggrieved.

"You can't hide from him forever." Nemo picked up the teacup. "Would you like some hot tea, Debbie?"

"Considering that today is your wedding, Mr. Ramon, I won't slap in the face." Godwin punched Oliver in the belly with a smile.

"Long time no see, I miss you too, brother." Without avoiding the fist, he was punched in the stomach. Oliver stooped like a shrimp, and patted Godwin's arm with his hand.

Godwin's facial muscles twitched, and he snorted for a long time.

"Don't be fooled by that stinky face, he's downstairs with a present." When Oliver straightened up, Debbie stood on tiptoe, trying to get her face over Godwin's shoulder, straining Mouth to Oliver.

"Speaking of which, since you're going to be stigmatized all the time, I thought you guys wanted to keep a low profile." Godwin didn't notice Debbie, who was making small gestures behind his back, "Why did you choose this? a place?"

Oliver was startled.

"The view is good, you can see the whole town. But I heard you guys built this house for a year. Well, it looks like there is a garden behind it."

God meekly looked out the window to the garden, then quickly took his eyes away from the black horse that was draped around.

"Since a new third floor has been added, why not just overthrow and rebuild? It will be faster. I just took a look, and the second floor basically maintains the original layout."

"The old man's house." Oliver smiled and glanced at Nemo who was drinking tea silently. "We don't want to ruin those rooms."

"Debbie once told me that you bought the Dawning Tavern directly with the land. Old friends...you know the previous owner of the Dawning Tavern?" Godwin raised his eyebrows.

"Hmm." Nemo responded, "...a good friend of mine."

Godwin opened his mouth, obviously wanting to ask more. As a result, he was almost smeared in the face by the gray parrot that rushed through the door.

"Ready!" Bagelmore fluttered his wings and flew quickly over Nemo's shoulders, pretending nothing happened. "Banquet, banquet! Free banquet! There are many people watching at the door!"

"Where's Ann?"

"Come here long ago, and brought Delia. Her picky knight just wiped every table again. It's terrible. I just dug out one from the corner of the table. The thornberry was going to be eaten, but he was directly burned by a spell! Isn't it just stained with ashes!"

“…”

"Can I beat him up?" Seeing Nemo's helpless expression, the grey parrot jumped up and down eagerly.

"Strictly speaking, An is our biggest investor. Her knight does have oversight." Nemo scratched the grey parrot's feathers, "I'll buy you some fresher tomorrow. ."

“…Tsk, okay.”

Seeing Oliver beside him walking towards the door, Nemo put down the teacup, put down the rolled up sleeves, and smoothed the wrinkles on the cuffs.

"It's the first day of the reopening of Dawn Tavern."

Stopping at the door, Oliver straightened his formal suit and stretched out his right hand. His face was full of smiles, and the ring on his left hand slid past a few warm stars in the yellowish lighting in the room.

"Even if it's a wedding where two male shop owners are 'not blessed by God', I don't think there will be too many guests."

"Yeah."

Nemo raised his mouth and stretched out his ring-wearing left hand.

"Take me, my knight."

Noisy laughter could be heard from time to time on the first floor, and the deep winter festival in the center of the town had already begun. Snowflakes were blown up by the wind, and fireworks that kept burning brightened the dark winter sky.

The lights on the third floor of Dawn Tavern went out.

At the moment when its new owner closed the door, the brilliance of the spell leaped from his fingertips and lit up softly. The branches in the vase by the bed stretched out in an instant, and in the darkness, a dozen small flowers with delicate fragrance bloomed.

The tiny flowers are illuminated by fireworks in the distance, flickering in the dark.

When the owner of this room returns again, the term "room" may no longer be appropriate—

In this case, people usually like to call it a "home".