It was nearly five o'clock in the morning when we got home. Jenkins thanked the church driver and watched him leave. Then, with the chocolate on his shoulders, he took out the key from his pocket with a sad face.
Turn the inward lock connected to the chain to the front, insert the key into the keyhole to open the lock, untie the chain with a clatter, look at the mailbox, the postman has not arrived yet, so he quietly walked to the door of the house, whispering After opening the door, I didn't even turn on the light in the hall, worrying about disturbing the sleep of the ladies at home.
He changed his slippers in the hallway sadly, took off his coat, and put the sleepy cat on the ground. The cat shuddered and realized that it was home, so it quickly rushed to the darkness of the living room. The cushions under Chocolate's feet made the sound of running quiet, and Jenkins thought Chocolate was heading straight for the bedroom.
"It's been a hard night."
Not worrying about the battle just now, but thinking about the things he missed, thinking about chasing the escaped demigod after waking up, thinking about the whispers at the end of the month that have not been sorted out, Jenkins couldn't help sighing.
"This is really..."
Quietly walked into the living room, the long dinner table for the birthday party was still there, but there were no dishes on the table, Julia still cleaned it up anyway.
There was no light at all on the first floor of the house, and even if the clean tabletop was covered with a white tablecloth, it could not reflect any light. Jenkins looked towards the corner, where the piles of presents lay there like crawling monsters.
He also needs to unwrap these gifts separately to confirm which friend gave what, and wait until someone else's birthday to have a corresponding gift in return. These are etiquettes that require attention, even Jenkin understands it.
I couldn't help sighing again, this time because I saw those gifts, and then thought of the things I missed. Thinking about the many troublesome things that I need to do after waking up, I walked slowly upstairs.
Slippers step on the stairs, even if you try to keep your voice down, there will still be a slight thumping sound that seems to be beating your heart. Jenkins thought about the things he would face in the coming days, the Three Kings Talks, the Twelve Churches' joint meeting this weekend, and the end of the world, and he couldn't help but sigh again.
If the cat is still on the shoulder, Jenkins can also find comfort in chocolate. But now that there is no chocolate, Jenkins can't express the sense of loss in his heart.
He walked slowly along the stairs, and the light from the gas street lamp that had not been extinguished through the gap in the curtain made Jenkins' figure reflected on the white wall beside the stairs.
He thought that he had been in this world for less than a year, and he could hardly get a day off. Thinking of my life in this world, it seems that there is never a day when I can slow down.
I thought of many things, and thought of the dangerous and exciting experience I had experienced since that night last autumn when I opened my eyes and saw Mr. Barnard, but I couldn't stop the adventure for a moment.
Turning slowly on the stairs, the shadow of the wall also swayed on the white wall. Jenkins sighed again, and subconsciously slowed down his steps. He was quite satisfied with his current life, but he felt a little tired when he was alone at the moment.
In fact, this feeling has appeared a long time ago, but he rarely has time to think about it, and he is rarely alone, so this is the first time he has this kind of thought.
A carriage coming from nowhere passed by the window, causing the light in the distance to shake for a while, and the shadow of Jenkins on the wall also shook for a while, but quickly returned to its original state.
"But always keep going."
He put his hand on the handrail of the stairs and continued to walk up, thinking about the dinner party a few hours ago, thinking about the girls who cared about him, thinking about his cat, the corners of his mouth turned up inadvertently, revealing a heartfelt smile :
"It's all worth it."
He said to himself, cheering up and walking upstairs quickly.
As soon as I came to the second floor, I saw my cat standing at the door of the bedroom with an angry face, as if it was about to hunt, and uttered "meow ~" to the closed door.
"Why are you angry at the door? Keep your voice down, Hathaway and the others are still sleeping."
He knelt down and said to his cat, patted its head, and put the cat on his shoulder.
Open the door quietly, because it is well maintained, the door did not make a "squeak" sound. Jenkins quietly wanted to enter the bedroom, but saw his own body, Hathaway and Britney were sleeping soundly with their eyes closed. At the desk, Julia, who was wearing a very familiar and simple maid uniform, was resting there, with the overcoat Jenkins hung in the closet draped over her shoulders.
The wardrobes in the bedroom were open, and no one knew who opened it and forgot to close it.
He froze for a moment, carefully took out the lute and stood it by the wall, then quietly retreated back to the corridor, and closed the door very lightly and slowly. Before the door was closed, a rare smile could be seen on Jenkins' face.
(Chocolate is running... )
Mon, 1st of Hermit and Thunder, 1866 in the Universal Calendar, light rain.
Jenkins woke up in the room and looked at the ceiling calmly. It took about half a minute before he sat up with his arms on the bed. The curtains were closed tightly and the light was so dim that he couldn't tell what time it was.
Looking around, it was obvious that this was Britney's room, and some personal clothes were hanging on the hanger by the door, which was the style of the blonde girl.
"chocolate?"
He didn't touch his cat on the bed, so he yelled softly, and then heard the sound of chocolate jumping happily on the stairs. A smile appeared on Jenkins' face, while thinking about things before going to bed and things to do later, he touched the pocket watch on the bedside.
It was only ten o'clock in the morning, and Jenkins hadn't slept too long. But it was probably due to the fact that he had obtained a new power in the strange world, he didn't feel tired, and he was in the same state as when he woke up on time at this time.
Chocolate can't come in because the door is closed. In order to prevent the door panel of his house from being scratched by chocolate's claws, he wanted to get up and open the door for the cat, but he didn't expect the door to open by itself.
Of course, it wasn't Chocolate who learned to become a man overnight, but Julia, who had resumed her usual attire, opened the door for it. Chocolate immediately ran into the bedroom and jumped to the bed, rubbing Jenkins' hand on the bed affectionately. Julia stood at the door, put her hands together in front of her body and nodded slightly:
"Jenkins, are you awake? Do you want to eat now? We saved breakfast for you, just heat it up and eat it."
"Okay, sorry to trouble you. Are Hathaway and Britney still home?"
"Yes, it's raining today, and the two ladies... didn't go out."
As she spoke, Hathaway and Britney also appeared at the door. Both were dressed in everyday home clothes, with Britney holding a book that seemed to be related to knitting, and Hathaway wearing a white sweater and glasses with plane mirrors, and had no idea what she was doing just now.
"When did you come back? Why did you sleep in Britney's room?"
Julia went downstairs to prepare breakfast, and Hathaway and Britney came in. The red-haired girl asked reproachfully, and sat down on the side of the bed one step ahead, while Britney came to the window and opened the curtains. It's still misty outside, but because it's raining, it's better than it was a few hours ago.
"I came back at about five o'clock. I saw that you were all asleep, so I didn't bother you. I wanted to wake Julia up and let her go back to her room to sleep. It's uncomfortable to sleep on the table, but I'm afraid I'll wake you up." She, she insisted on making breakfast, so she didn't make a sound and went directly to rest here."
"Don't worry, we didn't wake up until after eight o'clock... If the maid heard this, she would be very happy."
Britney stood by the window and said with a smile.
"So you saw Julia's outfit last night?"
Hathaway also asked, but didn't give Jenkins time to answer:
"Of course you saw it."
She winked at Jenkins:
"I thought you would wake us up when you came back... Also, I received your gift."
This refers to the lute that Jenkins specially asked for, and Hathaway really has a good compatibility with that gift.
"Wake you up? Am I such a person?"
Jenkins shook his head and said, hugging the cat lying on the quilt aside, he got up from bed:
"As for the gift, as long as you like it."
He deliberately showed that very indifferent attitude, Hathaway covered her mouth and chuckled, and Britney asked along the way:
"It's Jenkins' birthday. He didn't receive our gift, but you took his gift again. It doesn't seem fair."
"Do you think so, why don't you compensate Jenkins like this..."
The red-haired girl walked briskly to Britney's side and whispered a few words in her ear. Britney's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Jenkins had never seen her like this, but it didn't affect her charm.
"Haiwei, what nonsense are you talking about?"
She raised her hand as if to hit someone, Hathaway smiled and walked out of the room, so Jenkins and Britney came to the corridor together, the three of them went downstairs while talking, Julia was almost ready for breakfast .
"It's a pity. We finally made up our minds to give you a surprise gift last night. Don't think we are unreserved girls. It's because you are celebrating your birthday. We thought about it for a long time. plan."
Hathaway hadn't finished talking about gifts when Jenkins sat down in the dining room. They had already had breakfast, so they just sat around Jenkins and talked to him.
Taking the newspaper handed by Julia, and looking at the black and white photo of Queen Isabella waving to the camera on the front page, Jenkins said:
"Yes, of course I know that you are all reserved and good girls..."
To be honest, he felt a little regretful.
PS: Transition chapter.