Chapter 73:

In a grocery store that has always been deserted, there are surprisingly many customers today, and these customers are basically female.
Aidoma is just a small country town. Except for some old uncles and aunts who have become families and young children, the young and strong young people who stay in the town usually move to the city or become mercenaries. Adventurers travel and explore everywhere, so once a visitor or big news comes to such a small place, it can spread throughout the town in less than a morning.
You lie weakly on the counter, watching the blond young man surrounded by many enthusiastic aunts and still smiling like a spring breeze. Even if you put on simple and cheap work clothes, he still behaves like a decent man. An elegant gentleman, a nobleman, gentle and polite like a knight, did not show boredom and impatience because of the constant chatter of the other party.
Flickered by his smile, the aunts who have seen such a beautiful and charming little brother fell one after another, as if the products he recommended were worthless and completely useless, they would spend a lot of money to buy them.
Thanks to his charm, your income for most of the day will catch up with the usual week. If the rabbit store manager was still here, I would have been happy.
As if he noticed that you were observing him, the blond youth who was surrounded by the crowd turned his eyes, walked through the crowd, facing you who was still in a daze, the sky-blue and beautiful eyes slightly bend, that perfect and impeccable one There was a soft smile on his face that was very touching.
... so dazzling!
You think your eyes are almost blinded by his smile.
The cold and low voice from behind wakes you up in time.
"Where are these things?"
You turned around and looked at Doberman who was carrying two boxes of goods from the warehouse. It seemed to be too hot. He took off his shirt and wore only a sleeveless tights, strong slender arms and The mermaid line of the abdominal muscles was clearly outlined, the handsome and indifferent face oozing thin beads of sweat, and the whole person revealed a blushing and heart-beating mature heterosexual hormonal breath from head to toe.
If he hadn't been too irritable and impatient, he had scared away several customers with a black face in the morning, and he wouldn't be reduced to the status of a handyman going to the warehouse to carry goods.
"Mr. Dubin, you can put these boxes here, and I will take care of them." You pointed to a corner behind the counter.
Dubin didn't talk too much, and directly placed the cargo box in the location you specified according to your instructions.
"Thanks, Mr. Doberman, you go to rest first... Hey, why did your fingers bleed?" You opened your eyes and asked eagerly.
Inu'erya orc like this is only to realize that his hand was stabbed by a small wooden thorn on the wooden box. He casually said, "It's okay, this kind of small injury has been a couple of times. Heaven will be fine."
"Well, no matter how small the wound is, it may be infected. In case of tetanus, it will be troublesome."
There is not even an apprentice pastor in this small town. If you get sick, you can only rely on some earth and herbs for treatment. In this world where the medical level is quite backward, you who are more afraid of death and pain are also very concerned about these small illnesses and injuries. Valued.
"You sit here and wait for me, I'll go inside and take the medicine box."
After telling the other person, you ran to the attic and took down the small medicine box in your room.
Doberman seemed to be a little confused about your fuss, he pulled the corner of his mouth impatiently, "It's all right, you don't need to..."
"If you want to continue working here part-time, please cooperate."
You rarely scowled, and said in a severe tone: "Now, please sit down and don't move."
As if it's rare to see you on this side, I feel a little strange, the Orc of Inu'er was slightly taken aback, then raised an eyebrow with a strange expression.
He sat down obediently.
You pursed your lower lip with satisfaction, took his injured hand and observed it carefully, and found that several thin and pointed wooden thorns were pierced in. Although the wound did not bleed much, it hurts. Look like.
"Mr. Doberman, I will help you pull out/out this little wooden thorn first. If it hurts you, you can tell me to stop." You softened your tone and said softly.
Dubin was silent for a moment before making a low ‘um’.
You, who was blocked by his tall figure, didn't see the trembling canine ears above his head and the wolf tail that kept fluttering behind him.
You lower your head and use pliers to carefully pull out the small wooden thorns that pierced into his wound, fearing that he will feel pain. Every time you pull out one, you will deliberately approach and blow gently with your lips, but every time When you do this, Doberman's body will subconsciously tighten, his palms tremble slightly, and a few veins pop out of his back.
You thought that you hurt him, so you speeded up. After the wound was cleaned, you applied a little healing ointment. After doing all this, you couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and subconsciously smiled at him.
"Mr. Dubin, it's all right, you can go to rest..."
Seeing Doberman lower his eyes and staring at you for an instant, you subconsciously shrank your shoulders when he saw a little nervousness, and your tone became weaker, "Mr. Doberman, what's wrong with you?"
He didn't speak, but just kept using it to make you feel a little dangerous and weak, as if a male was looking at a female, and his eyes were so focused that they could not be ignored, staring straight at you.
His palms slowly closed, holding the hands you still had time to pull out inside.
Doberman’s hand is much larger than yours, like playing with a delicate toy, slowly kneading it, his rough finger pads across your tender palm, and then his fingers one by one. Inserted/into your finger.
The palms of the two were pressed together, and the other's hot temperature almost burned you.
During this process, he has been staring closely at your subtle facial expressions, seeming to observe and test your reaction.
It's like a lone wolf trying to enter/invade your territory. It first numbs and approaches you with a gentle and relaxed posture. After you completely let go of your vigilance, you will reveal your fierce and greedy nature, grabbing your fragile neck with one mouthful, sharp Your fangs bite through your carotid artery and sip.
Your body stiffened involuntarily, and subconsciously staggered the other's eyes.
"Mr. Doberman, please let go." You bit your lip and continued to speak: "If it is you, if you do this, I can only fire you."
At first, you never thought that these two people would come to apply for temporary workers. At the beginning, you didn’t actually consider them, but after hiring for a long time, no one else came to interview. You could only retreat and choose one of them. , Just under the pressing eyes of the two, you simply don’t have the courage to choose only one of them. Once you are confused, let them go through a trial period of a few days to see who is more suitable for this store and then consider who you want to stay.
Nowadays, you can be regarded as the agent manager of this store, and you still have the right to make this decision.
Suddenly, Doberman asked in a dumb voice, "...Do you really understand?"
You stunned, raised your drooping eyes, and met his gaze.
Those long and narrow gray eyes were full of deep emotions and gloomy anger and suppressed emotions that surprised you slightly. You bit your lip and pondered for a while, before you cautiously asked: "Mr. Dubin... Didn’t you pay for your white lady ticket?"
"..."
"So, how much money did I owe you before? Let me see if I can pay it back as soon as possible..."
"...Don't talk, my chest is blocked."
"You, do you have any heart problems? Do you want to go see the city?"
"..."
When you fell into an awkward stalemate, the voice of inquiry from the blond youth rescued your predicament in time.
"Mr. Doberman, then you should take a good rest. There seems to be something wrong with Mr. Reynolds. I'll go and deal with it first."
After leaving this sentence, you can't wait to get up and leave.
Although you don't quite understand what Doberman wants to say to you, but vaguely feel that you seem to avoid an important choice that will make you very embarrassed.
After walking to the blond young man, you raised your head and asked him, "Mr. Renault, what did you want to ask just now?"
The blond young man lowered his handsome eyebrows and looked at you with a deep restraint and tolerance in his blue eyes. He pursed his lips, suppressed the restlessness and jealousy hovering on his chest, and then smiled gently at you , "It seems embarrassing to see your face just now, did I bother you?"
"Of course not, Mr. Dubin and I are not the kind of relationship you think," you quickly denied, and then smiled sheepishly at him gratefully, "It's better to say that you helped me."
Seeing you so simply dismissed the relationship with Doberman, Renault's slightly frowned eyebrows gradually eased, and soft and intoxicating veins appeared in his blue eyes.
He smiled at you and said, "That's good."
After a pause, the blonde youth added another sentence: "If you are not good at communicating with him, you can let me convey it to you."
Ah... really a gentle and considerate person.
You can't help but have a good impression of this handsome, gentleman blond youth again.
Suddenly you thought of something. You hesitated. Thinking that the more talkative blond youth might be a breakthrough, he bit his lip hesitantly and tentatively asked: "Mr. Renault, how do you know so much about me? Does anyone else know this? Were we... good friends before?"
You thought you were crossing someone else's body, but after looking in the mirror, you found that this face is indeed the same as you, but it seems to be a few years older, and judging from what this blond young man knows about you, Maybe you crossed into this world a long time ago, but because of some accidents, you temporarily forgot your previous memories.
Hearing your question, Renault was silent for a moment before he said in a low voice, "You told me personally."
You were stunned, looking at the unbearable tenderness and bitterness in the handsome blond young man's brows and eyes, you suddenly realized that your previous relationship with him may not only be pure friendship.
Unless you have extremely close trust in this person, you will never tell him these secrets that only you know.
Besides, his appearance...seems to fit your aesthetic very well.
Could it be that you were upset before, and after you caught up with the blond young man, you dumped him and made a new love, but he was infatuated, even if you abandoned him, he still refused to give up, still waiting for you to look back?
Otherwise, with his identity and strength, why would he be so humble to please you, even put down his pride and reservedness, and ran to your small grocery store as a temporary worker?
The more you think about it, the more you think it's possible, and suddenly the whole person is bad.
It turns out that you used to be a scum/girl who loves the new and dislikes the old and loves the old.
You are in deep confusion and guilt.
"Miss May, please don't show such an expression."
The blond young man let out a soft magnetic low voice, his gentle blue eyes stared at your face earnestly, he curled his lips and said, "As long as you are happy, don't care about my thoughts."
The more you feel that your past self is completely scumbag, you cover your chest silently with guilt.
It's really too bad.
How could you play with the pure feelings of such an upright and gentle knight!
It is simply unforgivable!