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She blew a breath herself, then took a sip.

"It's okay, but it needs to cook a little longer."

No flattery.

"I understand." Ott stuck the ladle in the bowl and put the lid back on the soup pot.

Adding to the previous comments on the sculpture...

Also, do I have a talent for cooking?

After all this mess, I still couldn’t come up with any dark cuisine.

"This package was prepared for us by other operators in real life." Otto patted the pot lid and shouted to Kal'tsit and Amiya: "Quick battle, quick decision!"

"Doc Otter! We'll be there in a minute!"

On the other side of the curtain, Amiya's shadow looked a little flustered, while Kal'tsit's petite side had already begun to leak water.

Laurentina asked, "So why does this package even include a bathtub?"

Ott took off his coat and then his shirt.

"I gave it to someone who thought there should be a tub in it."

To be more precise, it is a cat who, out of inertia, believes that "everything is going according to plan" for Otto.

"After actively fiddling with the balance of power in the border area, such a trick is not unbelievable."

Take off your trousers as well.

"It's hard to imagine why someone with that kind of figure could be so fragile."

At the same time, the headscarf slowly fell off.

"'Good' and 'bad' body shapes are relative concepts within a population." Ott was not interested in explaining his own "weakness".

"Doooooooc Otter! What are you doing!" Amiya was wrapped in a bath towel, her big, blinking eyes showing through her fingers.

Otto turned his head and saw that Laurentina had even taken off her underwear.

But he seemed to not understand at all and said calmly: "I need a bath too, Ghost Shark, I'll go first."

For the Ghost Shark, this almost negotiating tone is actually very strange.

Laurentina boldly showed off her muscular body to Bunny and Kelsey: "Even if it's a border area, the sewer is still the sewer."

This is referring to the team coming out of the sewer just now... probably.

Kal'tsit not only didn't accept the challenge, but also glared at Otto: "Don't take your life lightly! What if you are attacked while bathing alone?"

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Otto was a little shocked by Kal'tsit's wonderful ideas.

But if you think about it carefully, this is actually very normal... In Maomao's view, compared with Otto's mental problems and life safety, everything else is secondary.

But Amiya felt a little sour, and the joy they had felt when playing together had disappeared.

"Doctor! Miss Ghost Shark..." She looked at Otto, then at Kal'tsit, and said, "I want to wash it again!"

"Next time, I still have some questions to ask." Kal'tsit sighed and put her hand on the little rabbit's head.

"……Um."

The pair of rabbit ears, still dripping with water, drooped down.

The other side of the curtain.

The light from the bonfire wasn't particularly strong, not to mention there was a curtain between them.

The misty water vapor made the face of the mysterious man in front of him look even more dreamy.

The nun's memories were too fragmented and unsystematic; those lengthy and meaningless fragments of time only occupied a tiny fraction of her mind. The greater part of her mind was the emotionless face of "Dr. Ott" before her.

He was extremely mysterious, and based on the snippets she'd heard from time to time, he seemed to be a so-called Sarkaz who had lost his memory. But even with his cleanliness, Laurentina couldn't see any of the racial characteristics that should have been present in him—no horns, no pointed ears, no tentacles... nothing.

But his Originium skills, which were considered extremely terrifying on earth, left a deep mark on this body.

Almost every nerve in her body was calling for that familiar, involuntary state. Her body was calling for the leadership of another consciousness, and that cold consciousness was right before her...

But, it's so warm...

"Don't hold me so tight."

Laurentina suddenly woke up.

She stammered, "This...I...you..."

A few waves overflowed due to the sudden proximity of the deep-sea hunter's back to the bathtub.

Although it was too late, Laurentina still hugged herself involuntarily out of fear.

This action did not come from her disgust or vigilance towards Otto, but from fear.

The two pebbles rubbed against her arms, and the blood that was hotter than bath water reminded her all the time that she had just turned from hunter to prey.

——And he was the prey that walked into the trap himself.

The provocation to Kal'tsit and the seduction of Otto just now became a shameful memory that highlighted his failure.

This...isn't this too embarrassing!?

Hululu!

Bubbles rose violently from under the water, and the deep-sea hunter's silver hair was half floating on the bottom of the water and half swimming on the surface, like a shark's dorsal fin exposed above the water.

Only this time, the shark wasn't the carefully prepared hunter, nor the playful, cruel predator.

Otto tilted his head and placed his hands on the deep-sea hunter's smooth shoulders.

"Do you want me to scrub your back? But you have to scrub mine too."

"..." Laurentina wanted to refuse, but in the end she couldn't resist the temptation of the second half of the sentence and uttered a voice as thin as a mosquito's: "Hmm."

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The well-proportioned man's arms roamed around the graceful woman's body, and from time to time he took water from the folding bathtub to wash her.

Water splashed everywhere, and the curtain that was used to block the view became a screen: under the light of the campfire, it played the actions of Otto and the ghost shark like a shadow play.

The two "sisters", wearing only underwear, snuggled up to each other and looked at the curtain.

Kal'tsit looked calm and focused, but Amiya seemed a little distracted.

"...Amiya, in the outside world, in reality, Doc Otter is almost doing his best to fill himself with work."

This is very different from Kal'tsit's original point of view.

"The Ott I know is a control freak. Constantly expanding the boundaries of his power through testing and manipulation has always been his favorite 'game'."

Kal'tsit's calm eyes reflected the latest developments of the shadow play.

The pair of melons pulls the female silhouette, making her "rub shoulders" with the male silhouette.

"Doctor...it hurts."

"……Feel sorry."

Kelsey acted as if nothing had happened. She continued, "After losing his memory, it's only natural for this beast of power to show his most instinctive and least 'socialized' wild side."

"But who says 'control freak' is necessarily his nature?"

At this intersection, after using Amiya's power to penetrate Ott's heart, Kal'tsit suddenly realized: the most direct part of her understanding of the scholars headed by Ott was all based on their most crazy days.

-Even Doc Otter himself, he wasn't as strong as I thought.

"Couldn't it be a tool for a scholar to save himself when faced with the most extreme difficulties?"

She asked herself and answered: "My understanding of the 'past' restricts my understanding and empathy for the 'present'."

"To Doc Otter right now, he's just a floating leaf."

"Everything I saw was a completely unfamiliar world, an unfamiliar...life."

"It might be a little ridiculous to compare this predicament to the apocalyptic visions of the 'past' - but for Doc Otter right now, the two carry almost the same weight."

"Being a control freak isn't his true nature—it's his immediate reaction when faced with extreme hardship."

Having reached a dead end, Kal'tsit described Otto's natural temperament as justifiable, just like psychological trauma.

"Eh?"

Kal'tsit also unconsciously put her slender fingers into Amiya's ears.

Her jade fingers rubbed the tuft of hair on the edge of the rabbit's ear canal, physically transmitting her inner entanglement into Amiya's brain.

The most direct consequence is not the same confusion, but drowsiness.

"Doctor Kel'tsit...but I think...Doc Otter is very happy..."

“Although it’s a bit lonely…”

Amiya tried hard to stay conscious, and her increasingly confused mind realized another thing.

The little rabbit turned his head back, starting from the pair of melons, all the way to the head of the female silhouette.

She had become tightly pressed against the male silhouette.

He actually harbored such evil impulses towards Doc Otter... unforgivable... huh.

Her little head finally tilted down.

Kal'tsit talked to herself for a while before realizing that Amiya had fallen asleep.

She stood up and rummaged through Otto's package, and indeed found the pajamas reserved specifically for Amiya.

No! No matter what, Otto wouldn't prepare this!

To Kal'tsit's surprise, she also found sexy clothing prepared for herself and Ghost Shark.

Dirty bastard!

The cat put the clothes away like a thief.

So, even that Otto wouldn't have considered this kind of thing! Then again, you were the first person to realize the nature of the border, weren't you? Why are you so confused now?!

The other side of the curtain.

Tremble.

Sexual excitement caused trembling.

Laurentina's soft hands moved randomly on Otto's body, trembling and trying her best to restrain herself.

"Haa..." A suppressed growl escaped from the shark's beautiful neck.

She was clearly "rubbing his back," but she seemed to want to rub Ott into her body. As a deep-sea hunter, if she relaxed her control, then this would not be considered a "metaphor."

His body's reaction when Otto rubbed his back was completely different from his reaction when he took the initiative to touch him.

No, not quite "completely different".

Burning desire surged through her veins, causing goose bumps on Laurentina's delicate, pale skin. Laurentina tried her best to restrain herself, to control the urge to "serve" the "demon" before her with all her might.

The nun is who she is; she is the nun.

Specter is Shark.

And the nun's long-accumulated, ignorant impulses naturally all belonged to Laurentina.

To be frank, Laurentina doesn't hate nuns.

On the contrary, due to her extremely bad character from a certain perspective, Laurentina actually liked her very much - so much so that she wanted to make things difficult for her.

I like her so much that I want to steal her "God".

No, no.

In the few short hours of walking in this lucid dream, Laurentina had already found some extremely intoxicating beauty in the nun's chaotic thoughts.

The land-dwellers' myths about "sea heirs" rippled through the ghost shark's mind, only to be shattered by the bizarre reality. A persistent "impulse" blazed brightly from this chaotic mind, unwaveringly directed towards the man before him.

His white hair is the same as that of a deep-sea hunter.