"Oriana, open the door!"

Jeno kept banging on the door, and the hurried knock finally woke her up.

"What's wrong?"

Behind the door, she was sleepy-eyed, her pajamas were not neatly dressed, and the cold wind seeping through the crack in the door made her hug her arms tightly, and there was a white mist flowing between her words.

"Did your family adopt another street child?" Jeno gestured to the bedding next to him.

"No, why do you say again? Oh, I forgot you used to be ......," Orianna looked in the direction Jeno pointed, and when she saw the mass of spring rolls, her muttering to herself froze in her mouth.

"What is this?" Orianna walked around the spring rolls, and then asked Jano in confusion.

"I want to ask you! It seems that your electric blanket does not have a cat, but instead provides convenience for some people who suffer from the cold. ”

Orianna put her hands in her pockets and gave a few symbolic kicks, but the spring rolls didn't respond at all.

"Well, I can't wake her up, do you want to open it and take a look?"

"Look!" Jeno grabbed the corner of the electric blanket, tore it open, and something fell out, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was a very thin little girl, ragged, holding her head and curled up in a ball.

When Jeno was about to confirm the girl's identity as a street child, he saw a tail attached to the girl's tail vertebrae, the end of which was wrapped around the ankle a few times, and there was only a piece of leather as a shirt on his body, shivering in the cold wind made people feel cold.

"Tails, Vastaya?"

Jeno was about to look at the tail covered in fine scales when a voice repelled him.

"A flute without a tail! It's you, a spicy man! If you touch Nico's tail again, Nico will be angry! ”

A pair of amber pupils flashed with a vicious light, peeking out of the crook of the arm, glaring at Jeno viciously, a gust of wind blew, Jeno felt his eyes into the sand, couldn't help but rub his eyes, and after rubbing, he saw Niko grabbing the electric blanket and rolling it into a spring roll.

Niko? Orphan of the Vastaya Misttails, Niko? Why is it here?

"You're Niko? I haven't seen your body yet! Jeno patted the spring rolls gently.

"Don't! It's so cold outside, don't disturb Niko's sleep! "There was a head sticking out of one end of the spring roll, but it wasn't a girl's head, but a head that was exactly the same as Jeno's, and it used the same voice as Jeno's, and it was like Jeno had never gotten out of bed.

It's amazing!

Orianna didn't have any fear of emotion, but thought it was very funny, and excitedly rubbed her little hands to touch "Jeno's" head, only to be licked by a tongue and let out an exclamation.

"Strange smell, don't like ......" (engine oil smell)

"Jeno" said a word, and then he drilled back in, and after a while there was a snoring sound.

"What kind of person is she, so powerful~" Orianna said, pointing to the spring rolls, she felt that she had made a lot of money now.

"A Vastaya, let's go inside, it's too cold outside."

Jeno picked up Harumaki and walked into the workshop, thinking that it was because of the low temperature that caused Niko to become lethargic and unable to communicate normally.

He put Nieko on the workbench, and not far away was the warm fireplace, the orange fire was dancing, and people couldn't help but want to get closer, and then he turned up the power of the electric blanket, ready to simmer her for ten minutes, and then an original stewed chameleon was completed.

"Jeno, what kind of Vastaya, Niko?" Orianna had never seen a Vastaya, but she had seen information about the race, its habits, or its drawings from the expedition books published by the explorers.

"Neko is the Fogtails, a very old, primitive and closed Vastaya, who have some of the characteristics of a chameleon, such as this scaly tail, hiss...... I really want to coil this tail and coil it into a mosquito coil. ”

Jeno snorted as he introduced, as if there was some delicious meal in front of him.

He tried to touch it, but before his brain could classify the touch, Niko's tail retracted like a mimosa, no longer visible.

"The Fogtails love peace and have unparalleled potential. The entire tribe is in perfect harmony with the spiritual realm, so their "Shuoma" - that is, the soul - can blend in with the creatures around them, and even allow them to simulate the corresponding shape, so there are no secrets between the Fogtail people. ”

"Ahem." The next thing to say was more exciting, so Geno coughed twice to get Orianna mentally ready.

"If she becomes you, she will know any of your secrets through your soul."

"Huh?" Orianna exclaimed, and hurriedly found a mask to put on, not wanting to show Niko's face later, she had a lot of little secrets that no one could know.

Although she knew that wearing a mask might not be of much use, she didn't seem to have any other way.

As Jeno thought, Niko has chameleon characteristics and also related habits, chameleons are ectotherms, that is, cold-blooded animals, and will slow down growth and metabolism when the ambient temperature is too low, but because her main body is still a human and a mammal, it will only become lethargic and afraid of cold.

As for Ionia's geographical location farther north than Piltover, and the fact that the Fogtails are still able to reproduce normally, may have something to do with its mysterious climate that is like spring all year round.

Sure enough, when the temperature was high enough, a pleasant yawn came from the spring rolls.

Two colorful arms were the first to stretch out, and the magical light on the fingers kept changing colors, and the magic was abnormal.

Then a head comes out, short blue-purple hair, the ends of the hair are turned outward and blocked by the shoulders, this will happen, and when the hair grows, it will get better.

There were two bright flowers pinned to the ears, both of them were living creatures, and I don't know if they were decorations or part of Niko's body, and there were several slender stamens on the head, like glow sticks, emitting a colorful magical glow, bearing at least one-third of the cute point of this little foreign girl.

Her eyes were half-open, and the pure amber eyes were unusually beautiful, with an obscured look in the vertical pupils, her cheeks painted, and her lips were tender and dripping, probably coated with morning glory juice.

What follows is a body covered in tattoos and fine scales, where human skin and animal scales are perfectly connected to remind you of the gradients on the waist of a mermaid.

The tunic was a tanned brown leather that covered a sizable chest, at least larger than Jinx, and the lower half of the body was a pair of skinny safety pants made of pothos braiding, with a hole in the back and a thick tail sticking out of the hole.

As Niko crawled out on all fours and stretched, the long tail became straight like an antenna, and when fully stretched, it was coiled around the limbs that Niko had put together as she squatted.

I saw her clear her throat and say loudly: "Niko has slept enough to provoke, who is not afraid of Niko now?" Hahaha! ”