Gun of Ashes

Sometimes Lorenzo felt like he was cursed by someone. He rarely had the chance to be with girls, and even when he did, there weren’t any romantic scenes. Every time, things always ended awkwardly.

Lorenzo looked to the side, his pajamas were hanging on Eve’s head while she was frozen in the act of opening the door, standing still like a lamp post.

”Um... good morning.”

Lorenzo said dryly.

Eve paused for a long time before slowly starting to move again. She yanked Lorenzo’s pajamas off her head, her sleep-tousled hair fell behind her like a red lion’s mane.

”You’re really in good spirits, Mr. Holmes.”

Eve said with a smile, her voice gentle, like a mom trying to wake you up in the morning.

Her gaze greasy, she examined Lorenzo from head to toe.

Even though he was soaking in a warm bath, under that gaze Lorenzo couldn’t help but feel a chill. He covered his chest like a girl being spied on while bathing... but the thing is, the roles should be reversed, right?

It wasn’t the end yet. After the greasy gaze, Eve lifted Lorenzo’s pajamas and sniffed them, making an even more intoxicated, disgusting expression.

”Get out!”

Lorenzo screamed.

Have to admit, Eve’s learning ability is quite strong, from slaying demons to teasing innocent men, whether it’s good or bad, she learns quickly.

The pajamas were thrown back, and Eve continued to laugh mockingly.

Previously, she was the one being teased around by Lorenzo, but now the roles reversed, and Eve felt pretty good, her steps light and spirited like a thug who just collected protection money.

She pushed open the door and bumped into Red Falcon.

”Good morning.”

Red Falcon wanted to check out the next room, not knowing what goes on when a lonely man and woman share a room.

But as soon as he got there, he heard a scream. Red Falcon thought Lorenzo’s beastly nature had finally surfaced, but upon closer listening, it seemed like the scream came from Lorenzo.

For a moment, he hesitated, not knowing whether or not to go in until now, when the door opened.

”Is your bathroom occupied?”

Eve didn’t notice Red Falcon’s wild thoughts. As she spoke, she tidied her messy hair a bit. Having long hair wasn’t easy, managing it was quite a hassle, and Eve was thinking about cutting it short.

”No.”

Red Falcon replied.

”Then I’ll use it.”

Eve said before heading towards the next room, carrying towels and toiletries.

Actually, what just happened was purely coincidental, she didn’t mean to tease Lorenzo. Eve just wanted to wake up and clean herself up, but Lorenzo was occupying the place. She wanted to wake him, but who would have thought this guy would joyfully hum a tune and soak right in front of her.

I have to say, Mr. Holmes really knows how to enjoy life, from waking up to bathing, the whole process was seamless. Wonder how many times he’s done this.

The sound of water flowed, Red Falcon walked into the room, still curious about the earlier scream. Just then, the bathroom opened, and Lorenzo came out, full of resentment, like a wronged woman.

”Goo... good morning.”

Considering Eve’s refreshed look when she left, Red Falcon couldn’t help but speculate, but he never expected the roles to change so quickly.

”Are you thinking very bad thoughts?”

”How could I?”

Lorenzo pinched Red Falcon’s face and scolded loudly.

”Come on! You definitely are!”

”How can you judge what I’m thinking!”

Red Falcon continued to argue back, unable to beat Lorenzo, but at least he could try to fight back verbally.

Lorenzo suddenly fell silent, unable to say anything more for a moment. He couldn’t very well tell Red Falcon, ”Whenever I’m messing with someone, my facial expression is just like yours.”

”Forget it, I’ll spare you.”

Wrapped in a towel, Lorenzo had completely lost the mood to enjoy himself after Eve’s disruption.

After wiping clean, Lorenzo dressed and left the room, when he noticed a yellow note on the floor. He picked it up and glanced around.

This was quite a high-end hotel, probably not the kind of place where random people leave little cards.

Was it the waiter? Or someone else?

Lorenzo thought as he looked at the handwriting on the note, a moment later he put it away, then everyone gathered in the next room.

Everyone had tidied themselves up, Red Falcon wore casual leisure clothes, with a sun hat tucked under his arm. Hebdo had mentioned earlier that today was a rest day with no particular plans; he was planning to find a spot at the port to fish.

Eve leaned against the side, she had pinned up her long hair, exposing her smooth neck. In the morning light, she looked like a burning Firebird.

Perhaps it was the different upbringing that carried different charisma. Compared to her, Lorenzo was like a country dog, lying lazily on the sofa, judging by his somewhat constipated look, he was probably considering what to do today.

As for Hebdo.

The three subconsciously turned their gaze towards the corner.

Hebdo was not asleep, instead, he looked even more spirited, the book in his wide palm appeared miniature as he continued to flip through the story, with the breakfast Red Falcon brought him placed nearby.

”Didn’t expect this... is this considered tender toughness?” Red Falcon muttered softly.