Meal the Memorable Chapter 2

The ground was gray, and Kamiyauri's feet became increasingly white and tender, even a bit dazzling. Scotland looked away and said, "You don't have any shoes on."

Aiden fell back, sat on the bed, and raised one foot towards Scotland: "Then help me put it on."

...

What are you talking about? Scotland has a big head.

"What's wrong?" Aiden held his head and looked at him with a smile. He raised his foot and shook it twice, making a jingling sound, as if urging him.

... Scotland looked at him silently, thinking: these actions don't suit him, but they're not completely unsuitable either, as if they were spliced into his performance like emotions.

"Tsk" saw that Scotland had not moved. He looked at him dissatisfied and directly clamped the corner of his windbreaker with his toes, shaking it slightly.

Fortunately, Scotland is a gentle person.

There were constant scratching sounds in his ears. Scotland seemed to have no choice but to squat down and put his feet on his legs. The black windbreaker paired with white tenderness gave people a great visual impact.

At least for Scotland, who was facing this situation, the impact was huge, and the hand holding the shoe trembled.

He thought that he wouldn't want to wear a windbreaker in a short time.

Holding your feet, your hands feel smooth and slightly cool.

I could only close my eyes, put on my shoes haphazardly, and want to evacuate.

But there is a second one. Aiden reached out and grabbed the shirt under his windbreaker to prevent him from leaving. He put one foot on his thigh and said, "There is another one."

The first one was enough to arouse his emotions, let alone the second one. Scotland swallowed his saliva, picked up the shoes and put them on.

"What are you afraid of?"

At this time, Scotland was about one meter away from him.

He approached in confusion, but the other party's reaction was to take a step back.

Like a cat on alert.

"Why are you retreating?" He tilted his head, reached out and grabbed his collar, and then followed the smooth line to stop at his chest.

Use your fingers to press against it.

The not-so-thin fabric couldn't block the heat from my fingertips, and it spread all over my body like a fire. Scotland couldn't help but want to back away.

But he tightened his grip on his clothes again.

"You've finished eating too, it's time for me to leave." Scotland rummaged through his somewhat blank mind and finally found a decent reason to reply.

He raised his hand into a fist and put it to his mouth and coughed softly. The blush spread from behind his ears to his neck. Fortunately, he didn't have time to repair his ear-length hair to block some of it.

Not so embarrassed.

Aiden blinked and moved his hand from the clothes on his chest to his neck, stroking back and forth on his Adam's apple: "It's turned red."

My already blushing neck, under the unimpeded touch, couldn't help but swallow, trying to get rid of the slight numbness.

Scotland grabbed Aiden's hand and stopped his next move. He looked at the other person with lowered eyes and his voice became hoarse: "Don't touch."

no answer. Aiden just put his eyes on the clenched wrist. The intertwining of yellow and white, coupled with Scotland's failure to control his strength, left little red marks on the white wrist.

"Feel sorry."

Scotland, who realized something was wrong with his actions, took his hand back.

Kamiyauri nodded, yawned, and turned back to his bed.

A little sleepy.

Kamiya Kuri walked slowly due to fatigue.

In Scotland's eyes, he was swaying back to his bed with his thin and thin figure framed by a somewhat tattered robe.

It really looks like a hamster, but... is it injured?

The action just now was enough to cause the wound that had not just healed to burst open, slowly seeping out of the clothes, and the red spots were printed on the white clothes.

An inexplicable desire surged up. He wanted to touch the other person's head, and the hands behind his back rubbed lightly.

Especially when Aiden tilts his head to look at people, he looks more like a cute hamster looking at people with wet eyes because he didn't get enough sleep.

I want to touch my head. Without thinking too much about this idea, Scotland couldn't help but call him, "You..."

But he immediately stopped himself, and the words that came out of his mouth became: "Your wound..."

Aiden lay on the bed, held his head slightly, yawned again, squinted his eyes, and answered softly with a grunt: "It doesn't matter. It will be fine in a while."

The sound becomes smaller and smaller until it disappears.

"Let me help you apply the medicine."

Apply medicine. Aiden reluctantly opened his eyes, "You can just ignore it, I'm used to it."

"After all, it is my mission." Scotland said.

"I don't have any medicine here, because everyone doesn't care about this kind of thing."

Doesn't matter? Scotland's fingers moved slightly but did not answer.

"I'll just have some ramen."

It's quite a simple idea.

Although he knew that the man on the bed had already fallen asleep, Scotland still whispered back, "Okay."

The light above the head is not very bright, but it is enough to clearly illuminate the outline of the person on the bed, especially the exposed feet, which are dazzlingly white.

Scotland backed away suddenly, opened the door and went out, and turned off the light when closing the door.

Close your mind along with "Goodnight".

Probably some of the characteristics of Scotland are similar to the people in my memory. Aiden had a dream, a dream that he had always wanted to dream about but hadn't dreamed about for a long time.

It was a review just after finishing a copy. It was more like a small gathering than a review.

The captain was sitting at the table, with a woman standing next to him, watching the other two people fight together.

"Captain, look at him."

The cute girl puffed up her face and pointed at the man holding her hands across from her, then turned to complain to the captain.

The captain hadn't spoken yet, but the person next to him spoke. As soon as he spoke, you could tell that she was a very beautiful woman, and her every move and every move was charming.

She hugged the captain and said with a sweet smile: "Then you beat him, he can't beat you anyway."

"That's not necessary." The cute girl replied, grabbing her hair.

It was obviously just a dream, but Kamiyauri felt a sense of longing.

The man holding his hands shrugged his shoulders and said with a cold joke: "How can ice cream survive the fire? Because it has a lot of glue."

What’s interesting is that the difference between these two people is their abilities. The cute girl is lively and enthusiastic but her ability is ice, while the seemingly cold man’s ability is fire.

...

After a long time, the cute-looking girl muttered: "I'm not squeamish."

The captain is called Leopard, and the woman holding the captain is called Fox. The cute girl is called Coco, and the man holding his hands is called Ice Cube.

Everyone has their own "code name", and of course he does too.

"What are you doing standing in such a dark place, little hamster? Is the white hamster going to turn into a black hamster?"

Fox is always the one who pays the most attention to people. What is different from her appearance is that she is considerate. Complement each other with the captain and lead the others forward.

"Yes, yes, come and give you some candy."

Coco is always so warm and cute, and she obviously seems to need more care. When encountering danger, she always stands in front of others.

"Hamster in the dark---trying to dye."

The seemingly indifferent Bingcube often tells some super weird jokes and jingles made up by himself, but in fact he is just trying to make other people happy in his own way.

"Okay, stop teasing him."

The captain, an upright and selfless person, is the backbone of the team.

When he first arrived in this dangerous world, he was as timid as a hamster. Fortunately, he met them and survived.

However, it is also called "hamster" for this reason.

"Ah good."

He really missed them.

Suddenly, I felt a force behind me and stumbled into the light. When I turned around, I found that they were all in the dark.

The light and shadow seemed to be folded, completely turning him towards the light source, making it impossible to catch the other people's figures.

It's so bright.

Aiden opened his eyes, it was still the same room.

He held his head and propped himself up, looking at the person at the switch beside the door.

At this time, Scotland was holding up the bag in his hand and shaking it, "I just woke up."

"Um"

Aiden, who had just escaped from the dream, narrowed his eyes. In a daze, the other party seemed to be somewhat similar to the captain in his impression.

"What's wrong?" Scotland took out the lunch box and placed it on the pile of papers, as there was no table available.

Without looking closely, you can tell that the remains of the table are in the corner, and the broken wooden boards are piled there by the owner without caring, forming a "hill", which is an eyesore but blends into the broken room.

"fine."

How could he think it was similar? The captain had never cooked for "Fox" before.

I haven’t had a dream in so long that my perception is hazy.

It's too strange to pursue the characteristics of teammates in this world.

He stood up and wanted to pick up the food, but Scotland stretched out his hand to stop him.

"I haven't washed up yet."

"oh."

Obediently, he was taken to the toilet by Scotland. The residue of the dream was still affecting his actions. He obediently let a person who didn't look like a captain at all lead him to wash up.

Usually those people didn't care about anything about him, they were even afraid and didn't want to get close to him at all.

He was also happy and relaxed.

"Come here." Scotland pulled him to the mirror and put the toothbrush filled with toothpaste in his hand.

He took out the hair rope he had prepared and tied up Kamiyauri's hair, which was neither long nor short, and put it to the right, sliding it down to his chest.

Then it was soaked by the water splashed by Kamiyauri himself when he turned on the faucet, and formed into a few strands.

There was no other way, Scotland could only take the hair back and continue to let it spread. Unexpectedly, Aiden washed his face in such a rough way. He didn't even use the towel that was handed over, and directly poured water on his face with his hands.

The splashing water even wet his sleeves.

After washing, I still couldn't eat anything.

"I bought some medicine." Scotland suddenly said, "I'll give you some medicine."

"Huh?" Kamiyauri lowered his eyes and looked at himself, "It's already fine."

"It's a mission after all."

"But the rest..." Kamiya Kuri saw Scotland's look and couldn't refuse, "It's up to you then."

Not a gentle look, just a simple persistence. He turned his face sideways, "But I need to eat first."

"OK."

So the following scene occurs.

Kamiya Ripan was sitting on the floor eating ramen covered with barbecued pork, while Scotland was sitting on the bed and wiping his wet hair with a towel.

"Gate---" Shen Guli had eaten so much that she couldn't control her burping sound. The sound was not loud enough for people to hear.

Lying down after eating is his daily routine in this room.

When you lie back, what you feel is not a simple fabric bed with rough texture.

It's a somewhat hard "backrest".

When I looked up, I saw it was Scotland.

Scotland, who was suddenly leaned on, didn't react. He just relied on his instinctive reaction to close his legs tightly and pressed his knees against Kamiyari's body.

"I'm sleepy." Kamiyauri said.

With the satisfaction after eating and drinking, and the inexplicable dependence.

But sleeping after meals is not good for your health. But seeing Aiden like this, Scotland didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

Perhaps feeling Aiden's dependence, Scotland couldn't help but reach out and touch his head.

Warmth, reassurance, and the power to tolerate everything.

There is an illusion in the silence. But he's not the captain or anyone else on the team.

He is Luke.

Aiden closed his eyes and let him rest a little.

Just once.