Deep in the Living

Chapter 639 Pumpkin
Goodbye, landlord!

The "filth" in the bathroom has already left through the drain.

Only after confirming that the sounds from the sewer had completely disappeared did Fran begin to explain:
"The landlord is a little different today; he seems quite attentive to your arrival. Although the hotel is part of his body, he doesn't pay much attention to what's happening here most of the time."

It's as if we don't spend too much time between our internal organs, but rather observing the outside world.

It seems the landlord has been observing you ever since you came in, which is why he came out to explain just now.

They actually gave you the opportunity to become a permanent resident, which would have been impossible before.

"Not to mention you're not from the Green Gate, Roddy, you're not even a monster."

"Ah~ Is that so?" Roddy scratched his head, but he really liked this place, and having a place to rest here was a great option.

The reason is also very simple.

The hotel room opposite the bathroom door is his old home in Jupiter City, almost a perfect 1:1 replica.

In addition, there were various movie posters and related decorations.

The only strange thing is,
This is a "double room" opened by Luo Di and Wu Wen. It should be designed as a guest room based on their shared characteristics, but what is presented is Luo Di's home.

Fran followed him into the living room, looking around. He saw the group photo on the wall and the slippers of different sizes in the shoe cabinet.

"This must be your old home, right?"

"Yes."

Fran sat on the sofa, seemingly recalling some memories: "I used to live on a farm in the countryside, and the thing I dealt with most was pumpkins."

Picking pumpkins, carrying pumpkins, delivering pumpkins, making pumpkin dishes—everything is related to pumpkins.

Every year when Halloween is approaching, people from the town come to the farm to buy pumpkins, and our pumpkins are the plumpest and best-looking.

Therefore, the town also signed an agreement with our family, which meant we could make a lot of money during holidays.

That's why my family gets so busy during Halloween that I never get a chance to experience it myself.

I used to complain a lot, but looking back now, wasn't that kind of life pretty good?

At this moment, Roddy suddenly asked the question that had been bothering him: "Fran, how did you become a fake human? If it's inconvenient, you don't have to answer."

Fran didn't seem to care; he flicked his head with his finger.
"Our pumpkin business is doing so well that we've become envious of our neighbor's farm."

There was an alcoholic who would often come to our house and cause a scene. Eventually, my father called the police, and they did arrest the man, but it was only a temporary arrest.

As a result, after that person was released, he came to our house with a gun that very night.

They killed my parents and my two-year-old sister right in front of me.

When it was my turn, his gun jammed.

I kept running, running into the pumpkin patch I knew best... I kept running and running until I couldn't run anymore, and I accidentally fell and hit my head inside a pumpkin.

Then I heard a sound.
The sound from the corner
At the same time, they heard footsteps approaching from behind.

When the police arrived the next day, the man had eaten all the pumpkins in the field, or rather, I had forced him to eat them, since he was really craving our pumpkins.

It's a pity that if I had contacted the corner sooner, perhaps my parents and sister wouldn't have died. However, if that hadn't happened, I'd probably still be growing pumpkins now.

Hehe~ Anyway, that's how it is. Occasionally dreaming about the past is enough; life is pretty good now.

Roddy sat down as well, pointing to the dining table. "My family also died at home, right in front of the dining table... It's just a pity that the person who killed them was not an ordinary person, but a fake one."

I've been trying my best, but I still haven't been able to kill him with my own hands.

Fran looked in the direction the finger was pointing, and he seemed to really see headless corpses sitting around the dining table, and a boy coming home from school standing in the doorway.

He was so empathetic that even the pumpkin on his head seemed to ripen completely.

"Is the fake man... still alive?"

"Alive."

"With your current strength, Luo Di, you still don't have a chance? Who is it?"

"The opportunity will come soon."

Fran wanted to ask for more details and offer assistance, but looking at Roddy's expression and listening to his tone, he didn't continue asking.

follow closely,

Fran lifted the pumpkin head and ladled out two cups of sweet pumpkin porridge.

"Drink?"

"Okay." We clinked glasses and drank.

It's refreshing and sweet, instantly clearing away negative emotions from the mind.

My thoughts jumped back from the past to this special screaming hotel.

"By the way, Fran... does your house also have the toilet as the entrance and exit?"

"That's right, whether it's temporary or permanent residence, the toilet is the standard."

Roddy, you are still human after all, so you will most likely have a psychological aversion to places like "toilets".

However, the toilet is the landlord's favorite element, and it is also the concept that we, as green monsters, most need to accept and understand.

What is a toilet?
Once any form of civilization is formed, the concept of toilets will inevitably emerge.

This is a gathering place where physiology and consciousness interact, and no matter what level of humanity we are at, we cannot do without meeting here.

The metabolic products formed by all life activities must also be released and collected here, which is a daily summary of life activities.

This is a sacred place that living beings should respect, yet it is regarded as a filthy place by self-righteous humans. This is a complete desecration of life and belongs to the ignorance of the insignificant.

Therefore, the landlord corrected this.

"If you, Roddy, can accept and understand this, perhaps it will be beneficial for you to become a monster, to understand monsters."

"Ah... okay, I'll try to understand."

Fran seemed to be getting carried away with the conversation, and when he looked at the time, it was already almost three o'clock. "Oh no! I was supposed to get to the dorm at one-thirty, sleep until three-thirty, and then head to the cafeteria to chop vegetables. Now I'm going to be too late."

It takes about ten minutes to get back to my room from here, so there's no time to rest.

"Roddy, I'll sleep here for a while. We'll leave promptly at 3:40."

"Row."

The pumpkin head fell down, and besides the strange, snoring sound like plants rubbing together, you could see some sweet juice secreting from between the pumpkin heads.

Roddy couldn't help but mutter, "This guy doesn't seem like a monster at all, especially not a Green Gate monster..."

Wu Wen responded, "Powerful monsters retain some degree of humanity. Fran is inherently kind, but he also knows how to protect himself."

Such a monster would be loved wherever he went, so it's no wonder the landlord left him here.

"Roddy, are you sleepy?"

"Not too sleepy~ Although I went to a secluded corner with Gustav yesterday, I still got enough rest."

"Watch a movie? If it's a perfect replica, we might even have a DVD."

"Hmm!? I'll go check it out."

Heading to the master bedroom, which has also been perfectly replicated, is a place Roddy often dreams of, and a crucial turning point in his life.

Sure enough, they found some old CDs in the closet.

For a moment, it felt as if they had returned to a night more than two years ago, to the day when the two of them first spent the night at home.

Fran was sleeping soundly and forgot to set the alarm clock.

Roddy was completely absorbed in the movie and had completely forgotten about chopping vegetables.

Before I knew it, the second movie was already over.

Fran also twisted his body and gradually woke up, feeling all the fatigue in his body swept away. He hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time.

But he immediately realized a problem.

"Roddy, are you watching a movie? What time is it?!"

"Huh? I didn't check the time?"

Fran quickly raised his arm, looked at the cartoon pumpkin-shaped watch, saw the number [7] on it, and immediately wanted to bang his head against the wall and die.

……

Fourth Middle School.

School cafeteria.

Hunter was single-handedly serving all the diners, and the quality of the dishes today was noticeably lower.

After completing the final reception...
Sitting alone in the kitchen, he lit a cigarette in one hand and tossed a cleaver in the other, his eyes fixed on a plump pumpkin on the cutting board.

(End of this chapter)