I! Cleaner!
Chapter 162 - 162: 0141 Color and Lost Item_1

With the "enthusiastic help" of her twin brother, Melanie didn't manage to escape that beating, and it even got a whole lot worse.

"Slap!"

"Ouch!"

"Don't you scream!"

After Anna's slender fingers forcefully closed together and gave Melanie's butt a hard smack, her two delicate eyebrows twisted up as she clenched her teeth and said,

"How old are you, and you've already learned to frame others!"

"I... I... I really wasn't framing anyone!"

Squirming forward like a baby maggot, but getting hauled back immediately, Melanie saw her sister's face turning as red as an apple. Predicting that Anna's next normal attack would probably be a critical hit, she hurriedly defended herself,

"That religious studies teacher always talks about how devout he is, yet he can't even name the right color of the underwear the Twelve Knights wore when they were martyred for God. He must be faking his devotion! Writing a letter to the church was a reasonable question!"

"You still dare to say that!"

*After three consecutive critical hits, the attack speed stacked up.* Anna panted and yelled angrily,

"How can the sacred texts contain such nonsense! You're just making things up!"

"Sister, Melanie wasn't lying this time. The holy canon actually mentions it."

Hearing this, William took out the holy canon from his backpack, flipped through it, and then handed it over, his little face earnest as he explained,

"Look, here in this passage, there's an account from the Twelve Knights after being knighted… 'Our God is white, so we must follow white, wearing inner clean clothes and outer crimson robes...'

Therefore, the clothes the Twelve Knights wore day-to-day should all be white from the inside out. They only donned robes of other colors out of respect for the deity, but their underwear should still be white.

Although this isn't directly stated in the sacred texts, if you're familiar enough with its provisions, you can actually guess it."

"..."

*So… did I punish wrongly again?*

Looking at William, who was defending his case confidently, Anna hesitated and lowered her voice slightly, biting her lip,

"But... but this isn't really an orthodox issue. Even if he couldn't answer that it's white, you can't just report him…"

"That's not the case. The religious studies teacher did come up with an answer."

William shook his head and said,

"Although he was very angry, after flipping through the holy canon for a while, he said the Twelve Knights' underwear should be white."

"Then why did you still..."

"Because white was not the correct answer."

After taking back the holy canon and flipping a few more pages, William earnestly pointed at the text to show Anna,

"Melanie's question wasn't about what color the Twelve Knights usually wore, but rather the underwear color when they were martyred for God.

According to the sacred texts, they first went through a three-month trial in the large desert. They went to their martyrdom just after exiting the desert with no time to change or wash clothes, so their underwear, after three months without a change, should be yellow."

"..."

"..."

Seeing Anna with veins jumping on her forehead, her face turning white, then red, and then purple, with a hint of black, Melanie quickly pulled up her pants and rolled over, launching herself into Leon's embrace.

"Big Brother, save me!"

No way! This is really impossible to save!

Siding himself to dodge Melanie's tackle, and twisting further to avoid the arms reaching for his thigh, Leon glanced at her with some pity, then sensibly stepped aside.

Don't blame your brother for being disloyal. With how furious your sister looks, if I tried to save you, I fear she'd even want to spank my butt. Just sit it out honestly!

...

After a chaotic pursuit, with chickens flying and dogs jumping, Leon glanced at the tearful Melanie who was beaten until she cried for her father and mother. Judging that Anna's anger was probably half-satisfied, he stopped her.

"Alright, alright, take a break, look at you huffing and puffing."

"I'll still hit her even if I'm puffing!"

"Yes, yes, yes, hit her! I won't stop you this time! If we don't educate her, she'll go astray!"

Following Anna's intent, Leon put on a stern face and "angrily scolded" Melanie a few times before reaching out to gently stroke Anna's back, helping her regulate her breath, and then softly requested,

"But I'm a bit tight on Time; I have to work overtime at the bureau soon, and it's so cold now... Dear Anna, could you maybe deal with her later and find me a couple of blankets first?"

"You're just protecting her!"

Easily seeing through Leon's diversionary tactic, the frail girl gave him a glare before struggling out of his embrace and storming towards the bedroom. With a creaking sound, she opened the paint-peeling wardrobe and began searching for blankets.

Giving Melanie an "hurry up and hide" look, Leon watched her tiptoe into the inner room before slowly sauntering into the bedroom, comforting his sister squatting in front of the cupboard,

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. Melanie might be a little quirky but never bullies anyone. She's just got a very stubborn nature and can't stand losing.

William is the same way, a bit sneaky but never harms anyone. Although they cause some headaches, they are good kids, really... Anna?"

"Ah?"

It seemed like Anna was startled by Leon's words as she trembled slightly and continued with her task, her back to Leon, hurriedly rummaging through the blankets while nodding repeatedly,

"Yes, yes... they're indeed not bad, just a bit immature, they'll grow up... By the way, are blankets the only thing you need? How about taking a thicker set of clothes?"

"Just the blankets will do; it's quite warm in the office."

Watching his sister's slightly flustered movements, Leon instinctively furrowed his brows, then directly asked,

"Anna, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

The frail girl shook her head, clutching two folded blankets as she turned around, her smile slightly forced as she said, "I just discovered something missing, worried about whether I didn't bring it when we moved."

"Is that so...?"

If it was a month ago, Leon might have been fooled by her words, but now he was already accustomed to discerning people's expressions. Even without using the Black Goat's soul vision, he could tell that Anna was obviously hiding something on her mind.

"Then you have a look first. If you can't find it, I can accompany you back to Veteran Lane in a few days, and we can search together."

"Mmm."

After bagging up two blankets and bringing them to the door, Leon picked up the shopping bag on the shoe cabinet, his fingertips quietly pressing the Yang Jiao.

"Anna, the thing you just discovered missing, is it the family photo that only included you and Mom and Dad?"

?!!!

Watching Anna's soul in the soul vision, filled with instant panic and confusion, Leon slowly put on his shoes, his voice gentle as he quietly spoke,

"Actually, my birthday isn't even on the day you told me; it's possible I'm not even blood-related to our parents, and you aren't my real sister, right?"