Montezuma did not understand why Gadros did not chase away Flail Awn, who claimed to like him. Rede did not understand either, but he was magnanimous. He thought that since Sir Gadros did not mind, then he did not have to reject her too much.
Montezuma did not believe Flail Awn's words of love. Think about it, how could two people who would fight every time they met suddenly develop extraordinary feelings for each other without anyone knowing?
Moreover, what puzzled Montezuma even more was that Sir Gadros knew that Flail Awn's words were partly true, but he ignored Flail Awn's deliberate attempt to get close to him.
Gadros's indifference was essentially a tacit agreement.
Montezuma sighed in his heart, but he did not show it on his face.
Flail Awn held two cups of warm milk and egg custard and went to Gadros's side. She poked her head out from his hand, and her ahoge shook.
"Gadros, do you want some? Milk and egg custard, it's delicious. "
Gadros ignored her.
Flail Awn was used to it. She tried to clamp the cup with her arm, and used her other hand to tug at his sleeve.
In any case, after spending the past few days together, she discovered that Cattarus did not reject her approach. On the contrary, every time she thickened her skin and did something, he would be more likely to comply with her.
"You really don't want to drink?"
Rede whispered to Montezuma from behind, "Zuma, Zuma, do you think Boss will accept it this time?"
Montezuma was silent.
Rede continued, "Flail Awn tricked Boss into accepting it last time. Will Boss fall for it so easily this time …?"
Gadros accepted it.
Montezuma looked at Rede with pity. "Don't ask questions that you already know the answer to."
Gadros's daily schedule was very simple. He would look for Grey, eat and sleep, and look for Grey. Rede and Montezuma, on the other hand, would go out to earn points when they had nothing to do.
That afternoon, Rede and Montezuma went out again. Gadros lay in the sun and waited for them to come back. Flail Awn saw the battle hanging in the air not far away and wanted to pull Gadros up for a spar.
Gadros rejected him decisively. "No."
"Why?" Flail Awn leaned over and looked into his eyes. She had been particularly fond of looking into his eyes recently. "It's not far anyway. Isn't it good to stretch your muscles? Besides … "
Gadros covered her face with his palm and pushed her away. "Stay away from me."
Flail Awn pulled his hand away and smiled. "I like to be close to you."
Gadros pulled his hand away. He seemed to be impatient, but it quickly disappeared.
Flail Awn grabbed his sleeve and sat beside him casually. She lowered her head slightly and blocked most of the sunlight.
After a moment of silence, she took out a bag of biscuits and took a small bite. Gadros did not like the taste, so she did not share it with him.
"Gadros, have you really never liked anyone?"
"…"
"Then will you like someone in the future?"
"…"
"Do I have a chance?"
"No. Shut up and sleep." Gadros finally interrupted.
"Isn't that too arbitrary? I thought I was the most likely person to be with you. " Flail Awn muttered. She finished the bag of biscuits quickly, leaving residue on her fingers. She habitually licked them.
Gadros looked at the tip of her tongue, frowned, and turned his head away. He did not admit or deny it.
"By the way, Gadros, let me tell you, I have a friend who has been avoiding me recently. I don't know what she's thinking."
Gadros thought of the black-haired girl he had glanced at before.
"Ever since her abandoned sweetheart came to find me, she never contacted me again. Oh yes, the person she abandoned was Thunder Lion, who was fourth in the competition. You didn't expect it, right? Such an arrogant person was actually abandoned before. Hahahaha … "
Gadros's gaze froze.
"Do you think my friend is worried that her sweetheart will find trouble with me again, so she's deliberately avoiding me?"
As expected, Gadros did not answer her boring question.
"Hey, Gadros, you really don't know how to chat." Flail Awn's tone was mixed with some dissatisfaction, but she quickly returned to normal. She even took out a chocolate bar and handed it to Gadros. "This is very delicious, you can have it."
Gadros simply closed his eyes. The next second, he felt a familiar touch on his lips. Flail Awn tapped his lips with the chocolate bar and poked his arm with her finger. Her tone was soft.
"Eat it, eat it. It's a waste not to eat free food."
The girl's faint scent quietly drifted into his nose with the breeze, and he faintly felt that something was itching.
Gadros opened his mouth and bit the chocolate bar. It was quite sweet.
Halfway through, Gadros suddenly opened his eyes.
"Have you washed your hands?"
Flail Awn blinked innocently. "My hands are not dirty."
"…" The problem was that she had just licked the biscuit crumbs on her fingers.
Flail Awn pretended that she did not know anything. She looked at Gadros staring at the remaining half of the chocolate bar and laughed in her heart.
Then, she finally could not hold back her laughter. It quickly appeared on her face, and the more she laughed, the more impudent she became.
"Hahaha … I used my other hand. It's very clean."
Gadros bit off half of the chocolate bar with a dark face, just like how he bit off Flail Awn's head.
"Don't eat it if you don't like it." Flail Awn was still laughing. She was really satisfied.
Gadros obviously did not want to eat it, but he still did not throw the chocolate bar away. He had already given her a lot of face.
At least it proved that she had a chance to change her "wishful thinking".
"Is it good?" she asked.
Gadros emphasized. "Don't give me this kind of thing next time, scum."
"Oh." Flail Awn opened her palm as if she was performing a magic trick. There was a small bag of yogurt bread on it. "Try this?"
"…"
Gadros closed his eyes again and ignored her.
After that, Flail Awn shut up for a moment.
Gadros probably did not expect her to shut up so obediently this time. He opened his eyes and glanced at her.
The sunlight slid across her face, and the tips of her silver-white hair glowed faintly.
Flail Awn saw him open his eyes and tilted her head slightly. Her long hair obediently slid down her thin shoulders. She curved her eyes and smiled gently.
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