By the time Alex returned to the tavern, on the other side, Ciel and Salom had arrived at their destination. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is an ordinary dwelling, and the surface of the wooden house is densely painted with bright white paint. After pushing open the courtyard door, Salom crossed the courtyard and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell rang a few times, but there was no response.

"Grandpa Korn, aren't you home?"

Salom turned her head, and Hill was tilting her head slightly, staring at her with dark eyes. There is no expression on the puppet-like face. I want to lick it—this desire naturally grows in Salom's heart.

Seeing Salom's eyes, Hill remained expressionless and took a slight step back with an imperceptible movement.

"Ahem."

Realizing the situation, Salom coughed lightly.

"It stands to reason that he should be at home, after all, Mr. Cohen is that age, and I don't think he will go out at will."

As she spoke, Salom continued to ring the doorbell one after the other. Finally, there was a faint sound of hurried footsteps from inside.

Even though footsteps were heard, Salom kept ringing the doorbell with the same expression. The song of ringing the doorbell is played non-stop.

"It's already here, don't keep pressing ding-"

With the sound of the door opening, a figure peeked out through the crack in the door. It's Kodo, and he and Sofer form the partner of the new generation of golden duo.

"What, it's Hill and Salom. I thought it was Sofer's bastard. ”

Seeing the two people in front of the door, Cordodo yawned lightly. He was dressed in casual clothes from home, and the messy hair on the top of his head showed his sleeping habits - it looked like he had heard the doorbell before he quickly got out of bed.

Looking at Kodo, who had a sleepy look on his face, Salom greeted him calmly.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Kodo. I didn't expect to meet you here. ”

"Yes, it's a coincidence that it met at my doorstep...... Goodbye then. ”

It was a holiday that was going to stay at home and rest, but I was woken up early in the morning (nine o'clock). While responding to Salom's words in a coping manner, Codo couldn't bear to reach out and close the door.

"If the doors were closed now, the beautiful love story between you and Mr. Sopher might suddenly spread around town. Mr. Kodo, is it okay even so? ”

“…… Ah, isn't this Hill and Miss Salom? The two of them still look like they're a good match as always, are they dating? With this posture, it is only a matter of time before a relationship is established - do you want to come in and sit down? ”

Kodo's sleepy look disappeared in an instant, and he was seen bending over enthusiastically to make a "please come in" gesture, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Mr. Cheng Keduo said. Since you are so gracious, then Your Highness and I will bother for a moment. ”

"Excuse me."

A nonchalant Shalom and a usually expressionless Hill walked past Kodo one after another, and Kodo silently closed the door.

When he turned around, Salome and Ciel were sitting on the couch in the living room.

"Plain black tea will do."

Seeing Kodo's gaze, Salom nodded slightly with a calm face.

…… No, I have no intention of serving you tea at all, Codo thought silently. It's obviously a break time that I managed to squeeze out, why am I being instructed by you so quietly? Can you hurry back?

Despite this thought, there is no way for Cordo to disobey Salom. Silently swallowing his displeasure back into his stomach, he looked up at Ciel, who was sitting next to Salom.

"What about Ciel? What do you want? ”

Hearing Kodo's question, Hill blinked slightly.

"Ice cream."

“…… Sorry Na Hill, I don't have that at home. ”

"It's not creamy, it's fine."

"No, it's not a matter of taste......"

Seeing Kordo's pleading gaze towards him, Salom spoke softly.

"Your Highness Ciel, this humble storefront is not so complete, so please use something other than ice cream." "I'm not a storefront, and I'm not a shabby ......," Codo complained as he followed.

"Well, I'm going to have a latte, in a 9:1 ratio of milk to coffee." Hill looked up at Cordo with clear eyes.

…… That's not a latte at all. While thinking, Kodo raised a hand helplessly.

"I'm sorry, I don't have coffee or tools to make coffee here, can I just use milk?"

"None of His Highness Ciel's requests have been fulfilled - Mr. Codor, are you embarrassed to set up shop here?"

"All said, I never have the memory of trying to enter the restaurant industry."

Because Codo only has milk and tea at home, Hill eventually chooses pure milk (six times as much sugar).

While Codo was making tea, Salom sat on the couch and looked around.

"Mr. Kodo, isn't Old Mr. Cowen here?"

"Ah, Grandpa, he's probably still sleeping...... Do you need me to go up and wake him up? ”

"No, let's just wait."

"Yes." Cordodo put the cup on the table in front of them: "Speaking of which, what did you come to find grandpa?" ”

"...... about the assessment of His Highness Hill." Salom said as he picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip and then frowned: "It's unpleasant, worthy of Mr. Codo, this kind of third-rate layman's feeling is quite thorough, and it is completely within my expectations." ”

"...... yes, Hill hasn't taken the test yet." Ignoring Salom's sharp criticism, Cordo looked to her side with a look of nostalgia - Hill was sipping milk with a glass in both hands, a white mark on his lips: "Because we always steal the limelight when we act with him, we are almost forgetting about it...... yes, yes, Hill is still a trainee. ”

"Even if there is a sign of apprenticeship, His Highness Hill is still the trump card of the organization." Salom replied without hesitation, and she gently lowered her cup and looked at Cordo, "Could it be that Mr. Cordo has developed a pathetic sense of superiority because of this?" ”

"No, no, no, I've never had a competitive sense of him, okay?" Cordodo hurriedly shook his head, but quickly stopped, a look of memory appeared on his face: "...... No, it seems like there was one in the beginning - when did it come? It seems like it was eight or nine years ago. ”

"Eight or nine years ago, that is, His Highness Hill, who was about eight years old?" Salom didn't know what to think, and her face began to flush. After noticing Kordo's strange gaze, she coughed lightly and regained her seriousness: "I don't know anything about it." ”

"Miss Salom hadn't come yet."

- Salom was brought back to town by Hill about five years ago.

Ignoring Salom's reaction to the scene at that time, Codo squinted his eyes and recalled-

"Thorfer and I were both sixteen years old at the time, known as the golden twin stars who entrusted the future of the kiss of death, and the two of them, who were both talented and competitive, and constantly trying to move forward together, can be described as a good story in the organization. Until Hill started training with us......"

"In the beginning, we all looked at him with a smile as if we were a brother. Although his talent is becoming more and more outrageous, we are still more relieved than shocked. Until that day, the idiot of Sofer shouted to guide his movements, but the result was more and more unmeasured, until he played with all his strength, and the final result was a tie......"

As he spoke, Codo seemed to regain his mood at that time. Feeling his gaze, Hill stopped sipping milk and raised his head slightly, blinking and looking at him expressionlessly.

…… It was this expression, when they were all speechless and looked at Hill on the stage, this young man was such an expressionless face.

"Since then, Thorfer and I have been talking to Hill in earnest...... However, it turned out just as you thought. Codo smiled bitterly and said to Salom, "Although Hill is careful not to have the same level of preservation as the wounded, he doesn't care about the self-esteem of others at all." Less than half a year later, we gave up on learning from him completely...... As far as I know, Soph also secretly cried all night. ”

And what about Mr. Kodo? Did Mr. Codo cry too? Despite this question, Salom is not enough to ask such a question. Since ancient times, there has been a huge chasm between talented people and those who don't. Those who try to bridge this chasm will invariably suffer great harm. But a person who thinks he is talented, or who has a half-talent, suffers a hundred times more than a person who has no talent at all.

Of course, the other side cannot be unscathed. Talented people also lose something...... In the case of Alex, the girl never had a friendship with her peers before she met Hill. As for Hill, it's hard to say because he's a three-nipple, but the least he knows at the moment is that he's lost his "brothers" who are looking at him with warm eyes.

Smack.

This is the sound of a glass cup touching a tabletop.

"Milk, not sweet enough."

Placing the remaining half of the cup on the table, Hill said softly.

"Hey...... Did I add six times as much sugar to it as you said? Kodo said a little dumbfounded.

“…… Probably because the double mentioned by His Highness Hill is very different from the base number in Mr. Kodo's cognition...... According to His Highness Hill's request, there should be about one-third of the sugar that filled the cup. ”

“…… Can you still drink it? Just thinking about it, Kodo felt like his teeth were starting to hurt.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from overhead. Looking up, an old man with a white beard was walking down the wooden ladder with his hand.

When Kordo stepped up to help, Salome and Ciel immediately got up from the couch.

Cohen, this is Partridge's mentor when he was a thief in the Thieves' Guild. Whether it's the skills training as a thief or the shaping of personal concepts, he can be said to have had a profound impact on Partridge. As the most respected senior in the organization, the unique assessment method of Kiss of Death is precisely from his hand.

"Ahem, it's not ahem, ahem...... And cough cough ”

Seeing them, the old man immediately let out a violent coughing sound like a dying man with unparalleled momentum. Thanks to this, the names of Salom and Hill were obscured by the unknown voice.

-- This old man, who is nearly 90 years old, is a little weak.