"Edward, play with me......"

It couldn't be better to describe Edward's expression at this time than to cry or laugh.

He originally thought that the "she" who made the Black Flame Gang fear was the demon who broke into Central City in Angelina's mouth - the demon fox.

As a result, he was shocked by the facts in front of him.

The big-bellied "monster" that was slowly approaching them from the mouth of the alley turned out to be Emilia? Hey, mistaken!

With a slender figure, a thin face, short black hair, and blood-red eyes, even if she turned to ashes, Edward would not mistake her.

As for why did she become a monster......

Emilia staggered along, holding a large barrel. In the dim alley, by the unbright moonlight, the barrel seemed to be a part of her body, and from a distance, she looked like a monster with a big belly.

"Hiccup!" Emilia hiccuped.

"My God......"

Edward shook his head helplessly, ignoring Amilia's resistance, forcibly snatching the large barrel from Emilia's arms and kicking it away.

The barrel gurgled and rolled away, slamming into the wall, slamming and splashing the floor with a golden liquid.

After doing all this, Edward began to scrutinize the "monster" in front of him.

Actually, he guessed right.

As you can guess from the direction the monster named Emilia is coming from, she must have gone to the Bloody Night Bar to drink again.

One end of the alley leads to Hogg House, and at the other end is the Bloody Night Bar on the High Street, at which point Emilia appears, along with her drunken appearance and the barrel of reluctance......

There is only one truth!

The reason why Emilia didn't see anyone all day is probably because of this.

So, Edward was curious.

When she left in the morning, she said she had gone to apologize to Arthas, but why did she go to the bar again and get so drunk that she didn't come home until now?

What happened in between?

"Edward, what are you doing? People, Hiccup...... Hmm, people still want to drink~~" Emilia lunged at Edward......

"Idiot, are you crazy?" Edward was startled by her movements.

He tried to get out of the way, but his weak body left him with more than enough strength.

"Hee-hee, people just like it, Hiccup...... Hurry, give it to me~~" Emilia said with a red face and a grin as she stretched out her arms to Edward.

She put her arms around Edward's neck and hung on Edward's chest like a cute puppy, and then she rubbed around Edward's chest like a coquettish, crying and shouting for drink.

"Perverted, perverted...... Hmm, give it to me~~"

"You're drunk...... Edward broke out in a cold sweat.

"People, people aren't drunk! People can drink again! Give it to me, give it to me~~~ Perverted, no, otherwise, I'll kill you!"

The rejected Emilia turned her face instantly, she let go of the arm holding Edward, clenched her fists, and beat Edward weakly.

"You're really drunk, my God!" exclaimed Edward.

Remember the last time he went to a bloody night with Amilia, he used to ask Emilia, "Do you never get drunk".

Edward didn't get an affirmative answer that time, but he thought that an idiot like Emilia must have an innate immunity to alcohol, and would never get drunk no matter how much he drank.

The drunken and unconscious guy will always be her companion, Angelina, and she herself will never fall.

However, this does not seem to be the case.

If it were normal, Emilia would have to kill Edward half his life if he didn't die, but now......

Spoiled?

Edward had never seen anything like this.

The red face, the big eyes that smile like flowers, the corners of the mouth that flow out a few drops of transparent liquid from time to time, and the cute voice......

For a moment, Edward even doubted his own judgment: Was this guy really Emilia herself, and not someone pretending to be it?

After secretly struggling with himself three times, Edward finally decided on the identity of this person.

That's right, she's the idiot brave......

"Am I drunk? Hmm...... Maybe, hee-hee, I'll tell you, even Angelina, she's never seen me drunk......!

The chest-pounding fist gradually stopped, and Emilia rested her head on Edward's shoulder, leaning diagonally into his arms, squinting her eyes and muttering incoherently.

“...... yes, I'm really lucky. Edward replied cooperatively.

"Hee-hee, I'm drunk...... No, I'm not drunk!Don't talk nonsense, you pervert!" Emilia turned her face faster than she could turn a book, and immediately pouted in retort.

"Uh...... Okay, good, you're not drunk, you're not drunk. Edward put his arms around Emilia tenderly, patting her on the back rhythmically, just like a father comforting his mischievous little daughter,

"You!hiccup...... You must be trying to do strange things to me while I'm drunk, aren't you?" said Emilia, blushing.

"I didn't. ”

"No, really?" asked Emilia aggressively.

"Not really, really. ”

"Why not?" Emilia was so angry that she puffed out her mouth and bit Edward's neck hard.

"What are you talking about? Oh, don't bite me......"

"I'm going to bite, bite you bastard!"

"Don't Don't ......"

"You say, people, where is they not as good as your maid? She has a bad temper, and she has a surname, and she always bullies you, what do you like about her?" said Emilia angrily.

"Hey, are you qualified to say this, you're the one with the most bad temper......" Edward's forehead was sweating coldly.

"Hmph, I'm going to say!"

"Okay, you say, you say. ”

"You, like her?" Emilia stared at Edward, her big eyes as if to see through Edward's soul.

"It's alright......" Edward said casually.

"So, you hate me?"

"Nope. ”

"You obviously hate me!"

"No, I don't. ”

"Hmph, people are different from the night, they are thin and dry, and they are flat-chested, I'm really sorry!"

"Uh......"

"As a brave man, but I failed to confuse the demon king with **, it really worries you! I'm a good-for-nothing idiot in your eyes, right? Hmph!"

"Hey ......"

"What's the matter, you answered me, answered me, answered, replied...... Hmmm......"

"Hey, what's wrong with you? You're talking! Hey, you're not trying to get me to carry you back, are you?"

Edward frowned, looking very unhappy.

Emilia stopped moving, closed her eyes to herself, and leaned lazily into Edward's arms, looking like she wouldn't leave.

Edward had no choice but to carry her to Hoag House with her drunk. Originally, Edward was recovering from a serious injury, and his body was weak, but now he was carrying another drunk......

If they run into Jill's gang again, they'll be in trouble.

Speaking of Jill......

Edward was somewhat confused. Why are Jill so afraid of Emilia?And, from their conversation, Edward discovers that it doesn't seem to be the first time they've met Amilia, and they know her very well.

This can be seen in Jill's reaction.

The little brother who reported the news only said the word "she" to Jill, without any other information, Jill actually guessed correctly, and when Jill saw Emilia, there was another strange emotion in his expression besides horror.

Joy, or excitement?

Why would he feel happy when he was scared? It's so weird......

Could it be that he is a shaky masochist?

"Edward, you pervert, huh...... I hate you! I hate you!" Even in her dreams, Emilia did not forget to complain.

"Okay, okay, I'm a pervert. Hey, you're home. ”

Edward carried Emilia on his shoulders like rice, and at the same time he was helplessly perfunctory.

He knew that what he said was useless, that Emilia needed not explanations or comfort, that she needed nothing more than a listener.

"You are, you are!"

"Uh-huh, I am. Edward nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm...... Pervert, I was wrong, can you not blame me?" Emilia muttered weakly with her eyes closed.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you, hey, don't move, be careful. Edward didn't bother to pay attention to what she was talking about, just wanted to move her home as soon as possible.

The smell of alcohol is so bad......

"Hmm......" Emilia said before falling asleep again.

"Really. ”

Emilia was half-asleep, squirming around on Edward's shoulder. She didn't seem to be willing to be carried on Edward's shoulders like this, shaking her legs and moving her feet for a while, so that Edward couldn't walk steadily, and then she pulled out her little hand, naughtily pinched Edward's face, and scratched Edward's armpits, like a quirky little ghost.

"Don't make a fuss!" Edward carried Emilia with one hand and slapped her ass lightly with the other.

Syllable.

The soft touch of his palm stunned Edward, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have done something terrible.

Hitting the brave man's little ass or something, he didn't even think about it.

He's not going to be killed by Amilia, is he......

"It hurts, don't, don't fight, people know it's wrong......" Emilia whispered aggrievedly, her sweet voice could melt a man's heart in an instant.

"Huh?" Edward was stunned.

"Please, stop hitting me, it really hurts......"

“......”

"Please~~"

At the moment of "......", Edward felt as if something strange had penetrated his heart.

"Conspiracy, this must be a conspiracy! Emilia I know can't be such a soft girl!"

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