"That's all for tonight, Mr. Fisher."

Philoen rubbed his aching shoulders and said to Fisher. They followed up on previous data reports to explore the properties of souls, but most of them were Fisher's speculations and could not be confirmed.

And it was indeed late at night, and seeing that it was not early, Philon stopped his research for the evening.

As soon as he wanted to get up, he noticed that his steam arm was motionless, so he sighed and took a bottle of lube from the shelf next to him, and then leaned back on the table next to him and said to Fisher,

"Mr. Fisher, can you help me drip the lube, my arm seems to be stuck."

Fisher took the lube he handed over, tapped lightly on the jammed gear in his arm, and after a few bits of lube went down and pushed the gear with his fingers, and his whole arm spewed steam again, becoming lighter.

"You have a small steam device behind you?"

Fisher said as he looked at the glowing object behind him that was slightly bulging under his shirt.

"I can't hide it from you... I have a small and complex steam power ring that consumes very little energy, so I don't need to replenish energy very often, and I can remove it when not in use. ”

He shook the mechanical arm, then smiled, "But no matter what, it's not as good as the original... Okay, it's time to move again, thanks. ”

Fisher smiled, placed the lube on the table, and then got up and stretched, stumbling upon a glimpse of the small embroidery hanging on the wall of his laboratory, which was delicately carved a griffin vividly.

"Where is this artwork, I have rarely seen such beautiful embroidery."

"Haha, this is a specialty of my hometown of Ulun, and when I was a child, everyone in the neighborhood was very good at embroidery."

Fisher took a closer look at the beautiful embroidery, and then suddenly remembered something, and said,

"Uren? I remember it was a coal region in Nari, right? ”

Filone also looked at the embroidery, and looked at it with Fisher for a long time, before he ended the silence and said calmly,

“.... Yes. ”

......

......

"Fisher, look, they lent me toys to play with!"

When he returned to the mansion with Philorn, he bumped into Ral, who was playing with a steam toy on the first floor, and several of Philorn's adopted children behind her.

Except for the werewolf girl named Qiqi Fisher, who remembered the name, the others were not very familiar, after all, there were more than a dozen children here.

When they saw Philoen come in, they all happily ran to his side and hugged his thigh, and Qiqi pointed to Lal in the distance and shouted unhappily,

"Daddy, that little dragon snatched my toy!"

“....”

Fisher glanced at Ral, who was holding a toy, and then at Rafael, who was looking away, and was a little speechless for a moment.

It seemed that Fisher's eyes made Rafael a little embarrassed, and she explained with a little stammering,

"Lal told them to borrow it for fun, but they didn't understand..."

Philoon laughed, hugged Qiqi and said to Fisher,

"It's okay, it's just a toy, it's okay to play with her... Did you listen to Sister Fia's milk? ”

Qi Qi said in his arms,

"Drink!"

"So what should I do after drinking?"

"Sleep!"

As soon as Qi Qi finished speaking, another werewolf child next to him grabbed Philoen's trouser leg and shouted,

"Dad, you said you want to see my painting at night!"

"Haha, okay, you can also show the painting to your new friend of the dragonman?"

Philoon touched the other's head, causing the tail behind the werewolf kid named Pochi to wggle and his eyes lit up.

"I'll go get it!"

At this time, Nana, the cowgirl in a skirt at the door of the mansion, also returned. She seems to be in a position to assist the Lord of Philorn, and is so busy that she has not returned to the house until now.

"Mr. Philorn, those werewolves have agreed, and are glad to have been offered this job."

"That's good, then there should be no problem with the lives of those sub-people."

"Look, Dad, this is my painting!"

Poki ran back from the room, holding a crayon-drawn green wilderness with his other children, and a tall man in a suit, but without any facial features.

"Who is this?" Philoon crouched down and pointed at the figure in the suit.

"It's Daddy, Daddy without a mask... Dad must have not worn a mask before, so that's why I drew like this, and then you will definitely be cured, and you won't need a mask! ”

Filone smiled slightly, looked at Fisher, and then smiled,

"Hahaha, these kids are so funny..."

Fisher glanced at Ral, who was nibbling on the metal toy next to her, and tapped her little head with his hand, making her stop her movements aggrievedly.

"I'm going to be a painter in the future, okay Dad?"

"Ah, that's a great job. Pochi, you have to work hard, like, go and sleep now. ”

"Good!"

Philon touched the children's forehead and smiled and told the maid to take them back. Many of the children were still reluctant to go back to sleep, so they asked Philoen to lull them to sleep as if they were coquettish, and Philoon followed them into the room in distress.

"Then let's take our leave and rest, Miss Nana."

In the living room, Fisher glanced at Nana, a cow next to her, she didn't have a very good impression of Fisher, probably because of what happened to Orn before, so the expression on her face could only be called polite.

"Good night, Mr. Fisher, Miss Rafael."

This time, she spoke dragon language.

Fisher took Rafael up to the second floor, and before leaving, told Ral to put the toy back, otherwise she would have to sleep with the mechanical car. In fact, she didn't know it was a car, but she saw that it had four wheels and could be pushed and played.

"What about Mill?"

"Ah, they came down with us before, but they didn't have anything interesting, so they went back first."

Sent Ral back to Mill's room, and when the room closed, only Fisher and Rafael were left in the hallway, and Fisher turned his head to look at her, making her subconsciously avoid looking,

"Let's go, go to bed."

“... Well. ”

Rafael had wanted to change her clothes directly, but now that Fisher was by her side, she first got into the futon on the ground, and then took off her clothes in the futon and put them outside.

But Fisher didn't even look at her, just leaned back on the bed, writing something with a quill in the light of the bedside lamp.

Most of it was about what was being studied today and Philon, and there were some speculations about souls, such as their properties and methods of observation, which Fisher had in his mind assuming would be proven.

Rafael didn't want to look at Fisher, but soon realized that Fisher had been focusing on the research at hand and didn't pay any attention to her, so she turned her head and silently looked at Fisher in his shirt on the bed with half of her head exposed outside the futon.

After writing for a long time, Fisher rubbed his shoulders and put the pen and notebook in his hand on the head of the bed,

"Get ready for bed... Well, are you working on how to beat me? ”

He asked as he noticed Rafael, who had been watching him.

Her red horns illuminated her face, but it was not clear whether her cheeks were now stained with cherry color again, and she grabbed the futon with both hands and covered it a little, now only her eyes were exposed, and her whispered response,

"Hmm."

"That's good, think more, the probability of success will be greater... I turned off the lights. ”

Fisher turned off the lights, and seemed to hear the sound of Philoon and Nana returning to their bedrooms, and he also lay down under the quilt, and stood his cane on the side of the bed, so as not to be attacked by the dragon lady in the middle of the night.

Rafael didn't want to sneak up on him, but she suddenly shared a room with this human, and for some reason she always felt a little hot, so she couldn't sleep well.

In the silence of the night, the moonlight outside the window hit the curtains, and only the breathing of two people remained in the room, and there was a faint whisper of conversation coming from Mill's room in the distance, presumably Ral was thinking about what to eat tomorrow morning, and the sound of Farsher and Kirsil tickling her and being stopped by Mill.

The house was not soundproofed, but luckily Ral's room was far from Fisher's, at least farther than the distance they had to Filoon and Nana's room.

Her ears twitched a few times, and she unconsciously began to listen to the sounds outside to dispel the heat in her body.

Soon, there was another sound of the door opening in the corridor outside, it was supposed to be the sound of Nana's room opening the door, and the sound of small footsteps sounded, as if she had opened the door of Philoon next to her.

"Mr. Philorn—" Nana's voice was soft and whispering, and was a little indistinct when it came here, "please let me serve you tonight too..."

"I'm sorry for you."

“...”

The door to Philorn's room slammed shut, and soon there was the sound of low breathing and Nana's soft moaning.

Rafael's mind went blank for a second, then his face turned red.

Wait, that cow girl and that castle lord are in...

"Fei Fei.... Fisher! ”

She sat up from her futon covered in steam, and looked at Fisher, who was lying next to her with her eyes closed, "You... Did you hear that? ”

Fisher, still in a sleeping position, opened one eye and glanced at her, and was silent for a second before he said,

"Don't listen, sleep."

Rafael pursed her lips, then lay back on the bed.

And so on and so forth...

Humans and subhumans also...

It's not, it's not..

There were many, many thoughts, but there was only one thing in Rafael's mind that was a simple thing about the union of subhumans and humans. It seemed like a shock of the worldview, and she couldn't help but start thinking about it.

That... Isn't that a human like Fisher?

Wait, why would I want Fisher?

But he's also human, I'm a dragon...

No, he's strong, he's strong, and he's... A nice guy indeed... But first of all, it is impossible to choose him as a suitable tail partner. It's even more impossible to do that kind of thing...

Yes, that's right...

That's right.

She covered her ears with a pillow to prevent the sound from entering her ears, but she didn't seem to notice that the scales on her body slowly fell down into a supple appearance because she thought of someone, and she hugged her slender tail uneasily, as if hugging...

She shook her head and quickly hypnotized herself not to think too much, and to go to sleep quickly.

Don't think about it! Don't think about that scene! Don't think about Fisher!

Humans and subhumans...

Don't think about it!

Fisher next to him silently opened his eyes, and his expression had turned into dead fish eyes, because the whole bedroom began to spread with the faint scent of Rafael again, and he didn't have to think about it to know that the guy was thinking nonsense again.

He wisely didn't say anything or make any moves, just glanced in the direction of Philorn's room, not knowing what was going on in his head.