Hoping that Lizzie can get rid of the problem of pretending to be dead is Curt's greatest wish, and there is no one.

To tell the truth, this thin ** person is usually very honest - as long as she is given a book that she hasn't read yet, she will basically squat in the study all day and night except for meals. is so honest that people will even suspect that she has autism.

I remember when I first came to this neighborhood, there was a lot of commotion because of Liqi's semi-autistic symptoms and strict diet, and there were even police officers who came to their place to look at the stars and the moon with Curt and talked about life and ideals - they were almost not directly arrested.

So now that he can have such a peaceful life, Curt can't help but want to express his gratitude to the gods of the world. It's a pity that there are exceptions, and in Lizzie, who is supposed to be an "introverted and shy literary girl", the so-called exceptions are disastrous.

The exception to this is her normal practice of pretending to be dead as a means of decompression.

Yes, hobbies, and it's normal.

It should be said that when I met Lizzie many years ago, Curt knew something about her disastrous "personal hobby". But since coming to the city, her hobby seems to have grown crazier and crazier - especially the "bomb smashing incident" that he and she often triumphantly boasted about.

The past is unbearable.

This phrase is used to describe Curt's state of mind every time he thinks about it, and it is just too appropriate.

At that time, Curt had not yet established the rule that "the assigned task must be able to go back and forth within two days". After all, he had just come here at that time, and he had only just entered the mercenary industry. Naturally, in order to make a living, you have to take on any task, and the task of escorting a caravan is actually not very dangerous, and you can get a lot of income, which is a task that most newcomers want to accept - so when he received this task, Curt was excited for a while.

If he had known in the first place that this was the prelude to a series of nightmares, he wouldn't have thought of going out to escort the caravan or something—absolutely.

In fact, nothing happened along the way, and he was paid a lot after the mission was completed. But when he returned home, the tragedy was so vividly presented in front of him.

"Curt, I'm hungry, cook something for me!"

Liqi, who had eaten all the puffs, showed no signs of satiety, and Curt's memories were interrupted by loud screams of hunger.

"You go clean up that pile of stuff and then you can eat. ”

Looking at the pile of flesh and blood that was still scattered in front of the door, Curt's thoughts, who had just agreed to cook, were involuntarily pulled towards the beginning of that "tragedy".

After completing a long-term mission for the first time, he wanted to hold a small celebration banquet in his home with the money he earned and a few familiar mercenaries.

But when the gates are opened...

He was shocked.

There is a sea of blood in front of you.

I can only use the sea of blood to describe the situation at that time.

Behind the door was Lizzy's tattered body. A long trail of blood dragged from the living room to the door.

No matter how you look at it, I think that the girl struggled to crawl to the door after being seriously injured, and finally fell to the ground.

Scattered in a radial pattern, flesh and bone fragments filled the hall miserably. The room, which had been carefully cleaned before going out, looked like it was in ruins. To be honest, even if he was accustomed to Lizzie's hobby of pretending to be dead, he would not be able to recover his normal thinking from this magnificent miserable situation for a while.

And then...

Seeing Curt stunned in front of the door without reacting, the acquaintance standing beside him couldn't help but poke his head curiously to see what was going on.

- Afterwards, they told Sù Curt that it was one of the most regrettable actions of their lives.

Even mercenaries who have seen a lot of scenes can't help but shudder when they see such a bloody scene, not to mention these newcomers who have only debuted for a long time.

Two people instantly ran to the side retching, if they weren't both on empty stomachs, I guess this scene would have become even more difficult to clean up, right?

A blur of flesh and blood was scattered everywhere, and the stench of filth was mixed up.

Now that I think about it, it was a tragedy...

"I'm hungry!"

Another shout.

"Not yet... Where did the puffs you just eat go?"

Curt grumbled as he clicked and slice the vegetables, and then lowered the vegetables into the pot.

"In the other stomach!"

What are you kidding, if you have a few more stomachs, it might be even more out of control, right?

"You're done, you say?"

Turning his head to look at the foyer that had been cleaned by Lizzie, it was a mess just a moment ago, and it was as if nothing had been born there. Clean and spotless, it was as if the tragic scene that was about to burn the viewer's retina just now was nothing more than a virtual image arranged by illusion.

"No matter how many times I think, you're moving so fast. ”

Thinking about it now, it was the same back then - three times five divided by two, clean up and new.

"Lizzie!"

I remember that he couldn't help but roar out when he came back to his senses.

"Alas... You're back? I thought you weren't coming back..."

The "corpse" that fell to the ground was like a cat awakened from sleep, and it was in a delirious voice. Then he staggered up from the door.

"You've gone too far this time!"

Looking at Liqi's appearance, Curt was not angry, but he still preached loudly, as if to tell those scared friends that it was just a little joke of ** people.

"Who told you not to come back... I've finished reading all the books, and no one has come to buy them for me..."

Anyway, the goal was achieved - at least the mercenaries didn't continue to vomit.

After this incident, in order to make up for the mental trauma suffered by those acquaintances, Curt had to spend a lot of time and energy to deal with the aftermath. According to them, for weeks they were afraid to touch meat products or to see spices such as ketchup and chili sauce.

From then on, in order to prevent Lizzie from playing any tricks and causing trouble to the surrounding residents, Curt set himself the rule of "only dealing with short-term tasks".

The eldest sister who knew the reason had a look of "Oh, there is such a thing, that's a pity...". But she still didn't say anything, after all, although the mercenary profession is to let them sell their abilities to work, most of the time they have to respect everyone's requirements.

Gollum Gurgle -

Coming out of his memory, Curt saw the ingredients in the pot churning with the boiling water, and a simple aroma overflowing from the soup and gradually spreading outward from the small kitchen.

"Shiitake mushrooms, sweet potatoes and cabbage. Lizzie, who leaned to the side, sniffed the wafting aroma like a puppy, "It's so fragrant!

Speaking of which, Lizzie is obviously a real foodie - delicious, can eat, and can eat. But no matter how much she eats, her nutritional appearance will not get better, so that people who know the situation can't help but wonder "where did all these things you eat go"?

She approached the soup pot from behind, and tried to pick up the spoon and taste what was still cooking.

"It's not cooked yet, and the seasoning is not complete, so wait a minute. ”

Curt, who was preparing dinner, had become accustomed to the harassment of this delicious fellow, and backhanded the wooden spoon in her hand that she had gotten from nowhere, and threw it into the sidelet, and then pushed aside the guy who seemed to be able to eat as much as he wanted, so as not to disturb herself.

Soup is not something that can be done in an instant, like in a board game played by children, "You have produced the Blessing of the Earth Soup x3". Of course, even if such a simple thing can't cook at all, Liqi, who is only in charge of the "eating" link, will not be unaware.

But she still took the trouble to run up to Curt while he was cooking, pretending to steal food and harass her. She's not stupid, she won't be unable to remember things for three years, and she's not ignorant, she has to get tired of being around people. Even the urging to "hurry up" does not contain a hint of anger in the voice - it is more accurate to deliberately engage in a ritual similar to communication than to urge it.

Why?

Curt had asked this question at the dinner table.

- Because I'm bored.

――What do you mean?

- It's a ritual, after all, it's boring to sit alone at a dinner table.

- I don't understand you.

――If you don't understand, forget it.

Even after listening to Lizzie's "explanation", Curt couldn't understand why Lizzie repeated such a conversation, maybe it meant something special to her.

Anyway, the unnutritious conversation between the two of them just turned to something else, but every day after that, as long as Curt cooked, Lizzie would repeat the dialogue of "Hungry, okay?" as always. And Curt, who felt so much expected by her, would not be bored.

――It's a good feeling that someone is looking forward to.

"Okay, no, I'm hungry!"

"Wait a minute, it's almost. ”

Putting down the last few ingredients, the flavor in the pot seems to be even stronger.

"Uh-huh, it seems to be delicious, I can eat it even for ten people!"

Lizzie, who smelled the scent, seemed to be happy and began to set up the dishes, as if she couldn't wait for dinner.

"Please leave some for me. ”

The "able to eat ten servings" that came out of her mouth was really not a boast... It should be said that Lizzie's stomach capacity is completely comparable to that of a bottomless pit - no matter how much Curt cooks, there is absolutely no possibility of wasting the slightest bit of waste. As for where the food goes... Who knows?

"Okay?"

Wait a minute... Is the frequency getting faster?

Stirring the soup in the pot, Curt had a strange feeling.

"Okay, okay, okay?"

That's right, the frequency has become faster!

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

"Okay, no, okay, okay?"

Meaningless and silly conversations began to erupt like cannons, but for some reason, Curt could sense that Lizzie was a little happy.

After fifty more questions, Curt finally brought the bowl full of mixed soup to the table. Then I opened the brown paper package given by the bakery, and inside was a whole piece of toast stuffed with almonds and filled with various dried fruits—more than enough for two people.

Curt divided the bread and soup in a one-to-four ratio, and laid out more than enough in front of Lizzie.

"Well, today's dinner is mixed soup and bread. ”

"Oh, it smells so good!"

Although it is somewhat strange, the daily life of the two is still peaceful and stable.

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