Super Righteous Player
Chapter 525 - 66 Annan: I’ll Take Charge Myself_1

Chapter 525: Chapter 66 Annan: I’ll Take Charge Myself_1

After meeting with the players, Annan didn’t follow Niusel to meet Naifertali right away, nor did he purify the erosion from the Four of a Kind immediately.

"Let me first show my sincerity."

——I’ll take care of it personally.

Having said that, Annan followed the three players back to their residence.

Because Annan’s visit was so sudden, the rooms of the Four of a Kind and Lin Yiyi were not tidied up and appeared very messy—In this respect, the siblings, who were not much alike apart from their looks, indeed had certain traits in common.

So in the end, Annan could only be invited to Jiu’er’s room.

Lin Yiyi and Niusel were making polite conversation in the living room, which could also be described as a friendly probing of each other.

Four of a Kind originally thought, considering that Jiu’er was a girl and it wouldn’t be too convenient, he would actively take care of Annan. But under Jiu’er’s "death stare," Four of a Kind wisely didn’t say a word and silently backed away.

Whether it was just his imagination or not, Four of a Kind always felt that everyone around him seemed to possess a "death stare."

Or perhaps, it was only him who often unconsciously triggered others’ stares...

In the end, he went to chat with Dorin instead.

See if he could get some information or pick up some quest clues...

——It was definitely not because he was particularly curious about those beast ears and really wanted to touch them!

"This is the red tea I made, Your Highness. Please drink some to warm up first."

"Ah, thank you."

Giralda took the cup of tea, which should rather be called milk tea, and nodded his head slightly in thanks.

He took a sip.

The taste was good... actually, it was very good. The ratio of milk to tea aroma was just right, creamy and smooth. It was the perfect temperature to comfortably drink and feel warmth in one’s belly without burning the mouth.

"You’ve had a bit of alcohol just now, not much... but if the red tea is too strong, it may harm the kidneys after drinking,"

Jiu’er said softly as she stood by, "You just came down from above, I don’t know how long you’ve been in the cold wind, so I thought you might be a bit chilled... But I didn’t know whether you would accept the taste of ginger, so I didn’t make it into ginger tea.

"Considering you’ve been on the move for so long, you might be a bit tired, so I took the liberty of adding some milk and sugar. It can warm the stomach and also replenish the brain with glucose."

After all, purifying nightmares is a kind of mental work as well~

Jiu’er gave a cute smile and offered some cookies.

"It’s really a shame that there isn’t an oven here..."

She shook her head regretfully, "I do know how to bake pastries."

Back when she would read manga, Jiu’er knew about this thing called heart-shaped cookies. She also learned to bake for a while from the chefs at home, and at least her cookies came out very well.

But unfortunately, she had yet to meet someone she wanted to give homemade cookies to...

And just when she wanted to make them for Annan, this world had no ovens.

This also served as an unconscious reminder to her that they were not from the same world.

Although Jiu’er’s tone was gentle and her manners composed, Annan keenly sensed that she was not in a good mood.

"There is also citrus and honey. Would you like some honey citrus tea? It can help with hangovers."

"That’s not necessary, Jiu’er,"

Giralda chewed on the cookies with a somewhat dimmed bright smile——Although his smile had faded, it felt more genuine to Jiu’er.

"This body of mine can’t get drunk."

"... I see. Then..."

"——But, I hope you can make one for yourself."

Giralda’s deep gaze fixed on Jiu’er, "Honey citrus tea is sweet, isn’t it?"

"... Huh? Yes, it’s sweet, what about it..."

"Sweet things can help soothe the mind. They can alleviate bad moods."

Through his construct body, Annan watched the petite black-haired girl.

Her hairstyle was slightly long jet black hair with bangs, and her bright eyes were like morning stars.

Annan’s gaze was as warm as the red tea.

His voice was cheerful and full of strength, "You can pretend it’s made for me... and then I’ll give it back to you to drink."

"... You’re not supposed to say these things beforehand."

Jiu’er didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

If she had made it for Annan, and Annan then fed it to... or gave it to her to drink, that could have been considered romantic.

Making it for herself to drink felt inexplicably empty.

—It was that kind of a feeling of void.

But... could he sense that I wasn’t feeling too good?

A thought struck Jiu’er, and she was about to say something when Annan stretched out his hand and pressed it onto her hair.

Feeling the heat that passed through her hair, Jiu’er was stunned.

"Just pretend it’s for me."

Annan said softly, "Be kind to yourself, thank you."

"...Ugh."

Jiu’er was silent for a long time before suddenly wailing and darting out of the room, "So-sorry!"

She closed the door with a bang and leaned against it, rubbing her flushed face desperately.

Her face still bore an expression mixed with shock and a goofy smile—she rubbed her face hard, trying to make it return to normal, but the temperature just wouldn’t come down.

What the what the what the what’s going on?!

Wasn’t Annan an innocent little boy who didn’t understand anything?

Why does he seem like a real grown-up when he looks like an uncle?!

Jiu’er had always thought that since she was a few years older than Annan, she should be the one taking the lead in flirting — completely unprepared when Uncle-mode Annan tossed her a flirtatious comment, her face started burning.

"...Damn it."

It felt like a fever.

She lamented silently.

—Could it be that I’m actually into older men?!

Shut up, I’m definitely into Annan!

It took her quite a while to finally calm down.

The temperature of her face hadn’t lowered, and the warmth in her palms had risen correspondingly.

She carefully opened a crack in the door, peeking inside.

For some reason, she hoped that the moment she opened the door, she would see Giralda standing there to startle her—

Unfortunately, that didn’t happen.

Giralda hadn’t gone to bed, nor had he crawled into her blankets. Instead, he took a blanket, didn’t undress, and slept on the sofa.

A rope was tied around his ankle, and he was deep in slumber.

"...Tsk."

It took Jiu’er a while to realize.

Why Annan had suddenly acted like that—

He didn’t want to presumptuously lie in her bed or crawl under her blankets... After all, Giralda appeared to be an adult male on the outside, and even though no one would know about it, he didn’t think it was proper.

But he also didn’t want to reject Jiu’er over and over. He didn’t want her to be disappointed because of it.

Jiu’er could be sure that she would have insisted on Annan sleeping in her blankets... rather, she had been quietly tidying up the room without reminding Lin Yiyi, which was a little scheme of an adolescent girl.

But Annan, with his piercing gaze that saw through people’s hearts, had read her scheme. In such a gentle manner, he had driven Jiu’er out of the room and immediately lay down on the sofa, slipping into nightmares... Jiu’er wouldn’t possibly force him onto her bed, and Giralda couldn’t stay there all the time.

There was only one chance, and she had inadvertently missed it.

"...Is this a rejection? But it’s so gentle... Does this mean I still have a chance?"

She murmured softly and walked over to gaze at Giralda’s sleeping face.

After a long time, with complex feelings, she gently shook her head.

Picking up the citrus that was prepared on the bedside table for Annan, she gently peeled it and bit off a segment for herself.

It was really sweet.

It’s a pity you didn’t get to have a taste this time.

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