"Please...return!"
"Let us choose ourselves..."
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"It's been a long time...you..."
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In a hazy state of consciousness, I felt someone touching my back, and a huge sense of crisis immediately occupied all my perceptions. An jumped up from the bed like a frightened bird, jumped out of bed and turned around to be alert.
Miku was startled by his violent reaction.
"What's wrong with you? I shouldn't have used any force, right?" Miku looked at his hands and looked at An strangely, "Did you have a nightmare?"
An An was relieved when he saw it was Miku, but then he was equally puzzled.
I am asleep? when?
I seemed to have had a dream just now, but I couldn't recall the content.
An embarrassedly scratched her hair: "It must have been a nightmare, I can't remember clearly."
But even when he was woken up from his sleep, his reaction was too exaggerated, making both him and Miku a little embarrassed.
"Humph~~Forget it!" After staring at An for a while, Miku stopped worrying and straightened up and said, "We're ready to go. I'll call you."
"oh oh!"
Anka took a moment to remember that he was going out to play tonight. To avoid embarrassment, he lay on the bed to rest, but he fell asleep without realizing it.
I looked at the sky and saw that the sun had just set.
Fortunately, I didn't oversleep.
"Then let's go." An Jian ruffled her hair, which was a little messy due to sleeping on her side, and said as she walked.
"Hey, don't worry. I'm talking about preparations. We may not be able to set off for a while." Seeing An's puzzled expression, Miku explained, "I just saw a carriage parked at the gate from the corridor window. Although I couldn't see clearly at a quick glance, but Shirley seemed to be leading a few people in, and her attitude was very respectful. These people are probably Uncle Hutto's guests."
"Guest? At this time?"
It's almost time for dinner now. Generally, when visiting relatives and friends, you would avoid this time to avoid embarrassment.
Unless you come here specifically to have a meal...
Considering Hutto's craftsmanship, it's not impossible.
If that's the case, then tonight's plan will come to nothing. At least Hutto and Shaye won't be able to come together.
"Who knows... It should only delay a little time, otherwise Uncle Hutto wouldn't have suggested going out today."
After Miku said this, An remembered that most of the people Hutto visited were nobles. According to etiquette, nobles would send greetings in advance when visiting, so Hutto would definitely know. Since Hutto didn't mention it beforehand, it means it was probably agreed upon before.
Miku probably saw that Shirley and the guests didn't look anxious, and had his own inference about all this, so he said it was just a waste of time.
An raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.
I just woke up and my mind is still a little confused.
Miku put his hands on his hips, with a little pride in his expression: "You take this time to clean up quickly, not only for going out to play, but we can't embarrass Uncle Hutto in front of the guests!"
Over time, Miku's respect for Hutto grew to a high level.
Probably in her eyes, Hutto is already like a father.
Ann is actually pretty much the same.
He nodded, smoothed his hair in front of the mirror, and arranged his clothes that were messed up when he slept.
"Let me help you." Miku came over.
"No, it's not that troublesome." An said casually.
Outside of performances, he won’t touch tools related to grooming.
First, because he has a more casual personality and doesn't care so much about the sophistication of life.
Secondly, his hair doesn't grow very fast, so it won't be a problem if he takes care of it every once in a while. If it gets messy, he only needs to fiddle with it a few times.
The mirror that she is looking at now comes with the room, and An only uses it based on the principle of not using it in vain.
"Cut the nonsense."
Miku raised his leg, lightly kicked An's leg socket with his toes, then jumped up and pressed An on the stool with his weight.
She took out the wooden comb she carried with her and waved it in An's ear: "Look, I'm ready. You can't let me waste my efforts, can you?"
An couldn't laugh or cry.
Now that she has made up her mind, let her do it.
An kept his head still and allowed Miku to comb his hair. At the same time, he quickly buttoned the fallen buttons and straightened the wrinkles in his clothes.
"Your hair is of such good quality, I can hardly see any hair loss on the comb and no dandruff."
An heard someone say this more than once, but he didn't care: "Aren't you the same?"
He had combed Miku's hair more than once, so he naturally knew her situation.
Miku's hair quality is amazing. Her waist-length hair can be combed without any obstruction. It leaves the hair roots fresh and clean, and has an indescribable fragrance.
"I wash it every day and take care of it carefully, what about you?!" Miku said angrily.
An shrank his neck and did not dare to speak. His head was still in the same position, making his figure look a little funny.
Miku couldn't help but laugh a few times.
Her eyes stayed on An's neck for a few seconds, and then she said: "Let's not talk about hair. You are a boy, but your skin is so good. Unlike us, you have to pay attention to this and that."
An An was wondering, Hairen and Jerry were no worse than him, especially Hairen. When several boys were taking a bath together, Jerry always yelled about how well-maintained Hairen was, and how envious and jealous he was, completely ignoring the fact that he himself was only half as good as himself.
Not to mention the girls who pay attention to maintenance, each of them is a member of the troupe who knows how to set up a camp, and they are clearly like princesses who have no fingers in the spring water.
But for small talk, there is no need to worry about this.
Mr. An felt that there was something in Miku's words: "What do you want to say?"
Miku immediately smiled like a little fox about to cause trouble. He leaned into An's ear and said, "Tell me, did the god originally want you to be born as a girl?"
An thought about it carefully and said: "If it is a girl, I will find it very troublesome. And your statement is very problematic. I was born a boy. His gender is not determined by Him. I don't believe in God."
"Huh?" Miku blinked and said strangely, "Your reaction is wrong! Wouldn't you guys be very unhappy if you were called a girl? Why did you answer honestly?"
"Why are you unhappy?" An Ye said strangely, "Even if I am a girl, my living habits and the way I think about problems will change, but I am still me."
"Why, this..." Miku was speechless by An's question.
Soon, she realized something, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised.
"Why are you laughing?" An asked.
He reviewed the conversation between the two.
No problem, what's so funny?
"Hmm~ It's nothing~" Miku shook his head happily, "It's done! How's it going? Are you satisfied?"
An looked in the mirror. His hair was combed to the right and his bangs were lifted up. He looked neat and tidy, and he felt much more energetic.
"I……"
An still wanted to continue the topic just now.
"Hey! What are you talking about? Let's go there quickly. Don't keep Sister Bai and the others waiting!"
Miku took An's hand and rushed out the door, leaving no room for An to speak.
An looked helpless.
The two of them walked all the way to the living room.
It seemed like the others hadn't arrived yet. Apart from Hutto, there were only three guests sitting in the living room.
A middle-aged man with a mustache wearing the clothes commonly worn by nobles in the royal capital was chatting with Hutto. A man wearing a butler's uniform stood behind him.
Another person is Jerry's friend Ryan. He is sitting next to the middle-aged man, with his back straight and his face showing respect.
Ruian is here, and his identity as a middle-aged man is self-evident.
"You are here." Hutto saw Miku and An and said with a smile, "Let me introduce you. This is the kingdom's famous finance minister, Mr. Ellens."
An looked surprised and bowed slightly.
I didn't expect to meet this long-famous finance minister here.
As a finance minister who has made great contributions to the royal capital, Ellens has no aristocratic airs at all. Although he has a sharp temperament, judging from the opponent's physique, it should be because he has served in the army.
"Haha, I don't dare mention my reputation in front of Mr. Hutto. In terms of fame, who can compare with the leading musician in the royal capital, the extremely smart Mr. Hutto!" Ellens said it sincerely, without the usual communication between nobles. Some are hypocritical and conceited. When he said these words, he stood up to show his sincerity.
This kind of behavior makes people feel good about him.
"You are Mr. Hutto's new students, Ann and Miku, right?" Ellens asked with a kind face.
student?
Why do you say that?
Although An and Miku are learning cooking from Hutto, they are not considered students. Moreover, Hutto is a musician, so if they want to learn, they should study music!
An and Miku didn't know whether to nod or shake their heads.
It was Hutto who helped them admit it: "Yes, they are very talented."
"As expected! I've heard about the reputation of the theater troupe for a long time, but I didn't expect that there would be a performance in the capital this year. I'm looking forward to it!"
Ellens came over and patted Ann on the shoulder, and smiled at Miku again.
An nodded politely, and Miku was a little flattered.
Ellens continued: "Today I will seize the honors and do my best to serve as a landlord for Mr. Hutto. I would like to invite everyone in the theater troupe and Mr. Hutto's family to have a good tour in the royal capital!"
