Miss A the maid and Machina turned toward the voice in surprise
Ohh so you’re here Black Cat Then I assume you know what we wish from you
A girl stood there Only a straight-backed silhouette was visible in the darkness but she did nod in agreement with the investors
And she gave a slight snicker
It is about time so let us bring this meeting to an end
They reached that conclusion without waiting for Miss A to say anything more and the monoliths each spoke their thanks before vanishing
Miss A glared at the King of Hearts which remained to the end It then vanished without changing the clownish and somewhat mocking expression of the illustration
With the ringing of a bell the feminine silhouette turned its back
Finally the lights returned and the garden enveloped in peaceful sunlight followed
The blonde girl brushed aside her bangs which were plastered to her forehead with sweat and sank heavily into her chair
This will probably lead to an all-out conflict with the angelsI just hope the legends of
Metatron are greatly exaggerated
Silence fell and Machina took a drink of her tea now that it had finally cooled
She took a large gulp without changing her expression It was meant to calm her rattled nerves
Miss A was the opposite so she set down her cup as if to say she would drink no more
Be careful Fujita Mutsuki’s angel bodyguard
Cough
Ange choked like she was coughing up blood
Then she collapsed to the ground
It was 7 PM In the Jiyuuni house that was dinner time
The three roommates were sitting around a small tea table in the cleaned-up living room
Micha and Mutsuki blinked in confusion as pale-faced Ange pushed herself up with her hands and pointed at the small plate she had eaten from
Mutsuki What is this
Hm Today’s dinner
A stuffed bell pepper
With kusaya smoked cheese and seaweed since they were on a really good sale
Was it not any good
It’s disgusting Was that choking not enough of a clue
The girl rudely spat out a half-chewed piece of bell pepper and shouted in anger
That’s odd It’s plenty nutritious you know
Mutsuki tried eating an identical bell pepper sitting on the large plate in the center
He thought it had a unique flavor but not anything worth getting worked up over but Ange was angry regardless
He loved cooking but for some reason his reputation was poor
What do you think Micha Is it not any good
He turned to his other roommate in search of an ally
Hmm Anything’s fine by me as long as I can drink
The brown beauty had been passed out drunk earlier but she was already working on another can of beer She grabbed one of the stuffed bell peppers (that had some extra ingredients) and easily
popped it into her mouth
Ahh Now that’s the stuff
See Ange Micha says it’s good
She’s talking about the beerBut forget it
The girl gave up and reached her chopsticks toward the salad on another plate It was a premade item they had bought at the supermarket
Ah I’m out
After eating the bell pepper salad and fries to go with her drink Micha shook the can and gave a sorrowful look toward the hollow sound coming from it
She then gave Mutsuki a begging upturned look
No I already told you only two cans a day
Ehh
Don’t give me that
He ignored her
Her wild brown face was flushed around the eyes from the alcohol so she looked sexy enough to get any guy to do whatever she said He would have been in trouble if he had not looked away
After all that was her third can she had just finished
However the young woman saw right through to the boy’s weakness
C’mon Mutsuki-kuun
A coaxing tone filled her voice
The angle gave him a double punch from her childish begging look and the bewitching cleavage visible thanks to her risqué outfit He quickly looked away but
C’mon pleease
Wah wah
She collapsed forward
The tea table was small so she was quite nearby and her face landed right in his lap
C’moon Muutsuukuii-kuun
I-I said no You secretlywell no you didn’t even try to hide it Anyway you drank a bunch during the day so I can’t let you have anymore-wah
She started rubbing her cheeks against the base of his thighs and she curled up her body to press her breasts against his hip
Pleease
Waitokay Okay already
When she started shoving her face right into his crotch he admitted defeat and frantically moved away At this rate the contents of his pants were going to enter a dangerous state at the dinner table Ever since he met her he had never been a match for this young woman so he fled to the kitchen adjacent to the living room
Get me a pickled plum
Ange gave him an order of her own
He opened the fridge grabbed the requested items returned and handed them each to the one who had requested them
Here AngeMicha you’re going to make yourself sick eventually
He made sure to at least warn her
I’ll be fine Angels like us are made from flames unlike you humans made from dirt That
means flammable substances like alcohol are nutritious to us
She refused to listen and started gulping away
Really
I wouldn’t know I hate alcohol
Ange placed the pickled plum on top of her rice
Seeing a red-haired blue-eyed girl eating Hinomaru-style rice was a surreal sight Mutsuki gave up on Micha and focused on her reaction
How is it Ange
What do you mean All pickled plums are the samebfwah
Seeing a cute girl do a spit take was also surreal
This isn’t the same at all What’s with this pickled plum It’s sweet Sweet
Yeah I pickled it myself In plum honey
Hon- Whoa it does taste like honey
D-don’t get mad okay This is actually a traditional method
I don’t care how traditional it is It doesn’t go with rice How could you watch me cover my rice with honey without saying anything
Eating it thinking it would be sour had amplified the damage of the sweetness so she did not
even have it in her to yell anymore
Ugh My rice is covered in honey
And isn’t this honey a little dark
You can tell The honey I used was actually kind of old so I added some black vinegar to kill any germs
Ahh Ahh Don’t tell me that I’ll remember I’ll remember the hint of vinegar flavor
But black vinegar honey is a traditional health drink
Shut uup
Ange was angry and Micha was happy with her beer
These two had been his family for a month now so he had grown quite used to this scene
Of course he had not forgotten about his real family
Ahh I’m so lonely without my Mu So lonely so lonely so lonely
Don’t cry I might stop by this Sunday
Every morning and sometimes at night he would call home to hear his parents and sisters’ voices He had not missed a single day during the past month They did not know when the enemy would attack so he could only see them for a few hours on the weekends He normally had to get by with a phone call He had one older sister and two younger sisters
He was currently speaking with the older sister (who was an adult in college)
Sob sob You promise You’ll really come see me If I don’t refill my little brother nutrients I’ll
be all empty
Yes yes
No saying ‘yes yes’
Sure sure
No saying ‘fine fine’ either
She had the tearful voice of a spoiled child
Lately even his youngest sister (a kindergartner who had a habit of wetting the bed) had matured enough to not cry even though he did not visit often so he could only shrug with his cellphone in hand But with this sister it was not a real problem
It’s getting late so I’ve got to go
Okay Good night Mu
Her tone changed entirely proving that the tears had been fake She liked causing trouble for her little brother
After hanging up he shooed away the mosquitoes swarming him and stepped inside the house In this day and age a house with bad cell reception was very inconvenient