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Ezreal shook his head. He had only been to Kuve City once or twice, but he didn't stay here for long. Naturally, he didn't know anyone. He stood there awkwardly, not knowing how to speak.

Looking at the embarrassment on the young man's face, Cui Xier naturally understood his situation. He smiled, placed his hands gently on the heads of Ezreal and Orange respectively, and said softly: "If you don't mind, come on.

Come to my pharmacy. Although my place is not big, it can sleep three people without any problem."

"This is not good... I'm just asking you to spend money, and now I have to live in your house..."

"Nothing's wrong, just stay here with peace of mind. Besides, I've never seen your sister with this disease before. Staying here just allows me to observe it for a few more days. Look at this amazing patient, maybe I can still do it."

Write a paper based on this disease, publish it in a medical university, and become a celebrity. There is nothing to be embarrassed about, you can just move in without worries."

Ezreal looked at Orange who had just woken up, and was afraid that something might happen to her suddenly. Living next to a doctor would make it easier to seek medical treatment at any time.

"Then I'm sorry to bother you."

Cui Xier smiled and pressed the two people's heads hard.

"I told you not to be so polite, just treat it as your own home."

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........

Time, late at night.

It was dark in a drug store in a certain alley. In a temporary bedroom made of a vacated warehouse, the girl was drooling, kicking away her life, and clasping her stomach. A cold wind blew, and the girl who felt a little cold casually

He pulled the cup of the boy next to him to himself and continued to sleep soundly. But the poor boy shivered and huddled up...

Cui Xier prepared two bunks for them, and she slept in another room. However, her room was empty at this time, so where was she at such a late hour?

Different from the pitch-black environment on the ground, there is a wide basement underneath the drug store. Countless magic lamps connected with wires emit bright light, isolating the darkness from the basement, and it is as bright as day.

And Cui Xier, wearing a white coat, is here.

"It's unbelievable... It's really unbelievable. There is such a structure in this world. It doesn't look like human beings at all, no! It doesn't look like the life form that living things should have at all. It's simply a masterpiece of gods."

The corner of her mouth was hideous, and she looked at the petri dish of the microscope with a crazy look, which was actually a blood sample extracted from an orange.

The more he observed, the expression on her face became distorted, and there was even a little greed in her eyes.

"Then let's try to see if the great gods can redeem the sins of mortals..."

She took a bottle of test tube from the stand nearby, used a dropper to pick up a drop of liquid and dropped it into the petri dish. Then she sealed the test tube and used the microscope to observe the situation inside the petri dish again.

A nervous and somewhat frightened look appeared on her face at this time. Her expression changed many times over time, from liking to being nervous and finally to ecstasy.

She covered her mouth, trying not to make a sound, and tears kept pouring out of her tear ducts.

After working hard for so long and enduring so much, I finally got it. No problem, there must be no problem.

If this is the case, it will definitely save you.

--elder brother

"yawn!"

Ezreal came out of the room sneezing, his forehead felt hot, and his face and eyes were a little red.

obviously,

He felt it, and the reason for his cold was already known when he got up and found that his cup was thousands of miles away from him. He shook his head helplessly, maybe the girl in front of him seemed to have some

She is ten years old, but she never seems to think of herself as a sensible little adult, but as a heartless cat who does whatever she pleases and is horribly willful.

When we arrived at the kitchen, some sunlight had already sneaked in through the window, like the paint of the sun, dyeing the small kitchen a touch of soft gold.

"You all got up so early. I haven't prepared breakfast yet. You have to wait a little longer."

Orange had been guarding behind Cui Xier early on, looking at the fried meatloaf rolling in the pot with a greedy expression. Ezreal nodded, walked to Orange and pulled her away, firstly because he didn't want Orange to get in the way.

Cui Xier was cooking, but on the other hand, she was burned.

"Stay here obediently, you know? It's very hot somewhere, and it will hurt if you touch it, you know?"

Orange nodded a little aggrievedly, but still stayed in place obediently. Even though his nose was sniffing the aroma of fried meat cakes, he never disturbed Cui Xier's cooking again.

Ezreal smiled, touched Orange's head gently, and took out a toffee from his pocket. Orange's eyes lit up when he saw the toffee, and he quickly took it and ate it happily.

Cui Xier's pharmacy is very small, really small. It seems that it is difficult to turn around. It has only one hall for selling medicine, a kitchen, two warehouses, and the bathroom and toilet are connected together.

The two warehouses were all vacated and used as bedrooms. Instead, all the inventory was moved to the hall outside.

Compared with the castle he lived in in the past, this place was simply small and terrifying, but for some reason, Ezreal felt so cozy and warm. It was a completely different feeling from the spacious but cold castle.

A fragrant aroma came from the pot. After smelling this aroma, Ezreal's stomach growled unsatisfactorily. He blushed and lowered his head in embarrassment.

"I've been waiting for a long time. It seems that you are all hungry. Eat as much as you like. If it's not enough, I will get more. As long as it doesn't thunder or rain."

Cui Xier came over with a large plate of croquettes. Hearing a thunderous sound, he couldn't help but chuckle and teased Ezreal.

This time, Ezreal's face turned redder and his head lowered. He didn't speak. He just lowered his head and slowly ate the croquette in his hand, feeling the aroma filling his mouth.

She didn't look so good at eating oranges. She had one in each hand and one in her mouth, eating them in big mouthfuls, for fear of choking.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

You see, whatever you say comes, orange is choking. Ezreal immediately patted her back gently, and when she spit out the foreign matter in her throat, he would pour it for her.

Got a glass of water.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

Orange nodded, put down the extra meatloaf in his hand, grabbed a big meatloaf with both hands, and chewed it one bite at a time.

"Thank you, Master."

It was just a matter of eating that was solved, but the attributes that deceived Ezreal didn't seem to improve at all. While the three of them were eating quietly, Orange suddenly opened his mouth and hit Ezreal with a critical blow.

"Master? I thought you were brother and sister. I didn't expect you to have a master-servant relationship. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"No, it's just...it's just my nickname, Pigman. I usually eat a lot, and my family says I'm like a pig, so they all call me Pigman, Sister Cui Xier.

Sister, please don’t misunderstand me.”

"Is that so? So we call you pig only if we have a good relationship with you?"

"That's right! If someone calls me a pig, I will be very happy. Only my relatives will call me a pig. People who call me a pig are my relatives!"

"So, pig!"

"Um!"

"Why are you crying?"

"Those were tears of joy. Being called a pig by Cui Xier made me feel very happy and I couldn't hold back all the tears."

"Then I'm very sorry. I really can't get used to calling others that. So although I'm sorry, please allow me to call you little brother..."

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind at all, you don't have to take it to heart."

Ezreal risked his life. In order to prevent Tricill from thinking that he was a pervert who deceived a guy who knew nothing about calling him master, he abandoned all his self-esteem. If he was called a pig, it would be better to be a pig.

What a pervert. Tears flowed from his cheeks. For the first time, he fully understood what it meant to force a smile. The feeling of crying in his heart but still holding back his laughter seemed to have ravaged his soul.

once.

"No, only I can call him master, because I am his cat and his pet. That's what he said to the cat at that time, to help him when he was in adolescence...￥&%&....

.”

When she heard someone calling Ezreal Pig (owner), Orange, who was quietly Ken Meat Pie, immediately refused to accept it. She put down the meat pie, and hugged Ezreal tightly with her greasy hands covered in meat juice.

neck, like a declaration of sovereignty, stating that he is her only master, and she is his only pet. As for the final sexual impulse treatment of pets, there is still no chance to say it out, Ezreal's

His hand covered her mouth tightly.

His mouth still had the same smile, but the tears flowing from his eyes turned into blood at some point. He felt like his heart was bleeding. If he was given a chance to go back in time, he would definitely do it. At that time, he only wanted to

For a moment, he was quick to cut himself into pieces.

"Listen to my explanation. This is just her personal interest. I definitely didn't call her that. It's just that she likes to call it that. By the way, she likes small animals very much, especially cats, so she often imagines that she is a

The cat also fantasizes that he is his master, but things are definitely not what you think. I have never forced her to admit that I am her master, and I have never declared that she is my pet, let alone when the urge comes.

, those things she did to her were all just what she said. Really, Sister Cui Xier, please listen to my explanation!"

Ezreal panicked, and he started talking nonsense, explaining everything in a feeble voice, but it was like washing his face with coal, getting darker and darker.

When he raised his head and looked at Cui Xier's eyes as if he were looking at garbage, he understood that his explanation was completely ineffective. He had no choice but to tell everything about him and Orange except dragons, murders and being expelled from the family.

she.

"So at this time, although Orange is a human, he has completely fallen into the cognitive misunderstanding that he is a cat?" Cui Xier bit the meat pie and drew a conclusion from Ezreal's words. The latter nodded helplessly.

He said: "That's the thing. No matter how I tell her, she doesn't accept the fact that she is a human being. She would argue with me originally. Now whenever I tell her that she is a human being and not a cat, she will look at me as if she is mentally retarded."

He looked at me with ordinary eyes and no longer wanted to argue with me. What should I do? Is there any way for Orange to recover? "

"Listening to your description, I can already confirm that Orange's illness is a mental illness with multiple personalities. Generally speaking, this kind of illness, and it has become so severe that there is no way to cure it, but you are very lucky.

When it comes to me, here I have a way to cure her."