"what are you up to?"
Jenkins asked sensitively.
He still remembered what happened last time, so he shrank back subconsciously. Fortunately, I didn't bring chocolate this time, otherwise it would not be easy to balance on my shoulders.
"If you don't need this gift, then take it as a gift for me?"
Alexia did not take the initiative to attack, but asked with a smile.
"It's a holiday today..."
Jenkins wanted to refuse, but hesitated for a long time. Finally, he reached out and pressed the woman's shoulder, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead lightly:
"Okay then. Happy holidays, Alexia."
"Happy holidays, Jenkins."
With Miss Stuart's help, Alexia has already found the information about the gifted black gun. There is no specific name and label, it just appeared once in the long river of history very accidentally, and its function is to harm the soul while harming the body.
"Although this effect is not unusual, it is still a gift anyway."
Jenkins said this to himself.
After returning to Nolan, I happened to meet Hathaway and Miss Michael who came to visit. They are all wearing new dresses that they have never seen before today, with various accessories on their bodies, and light makeup on their faces.
"It's really beautiful, this is not a polite word."
He pointed this out.
The two ladies came together and wanted to deliver the gift to Jenkins in person. They rarely walked into the Church of the Sages, and coincidentally, they all had to go to the bathroom to touch up their makeup, so Jenkins got the opportunity to talk to the two ladies individually.
"Happy holidays, Jenkins."
Hathaway and Jenkins stood in front of the window together, and Chocolat lay alone in front of the stove, looking at the piece of metal and not knowing what to pay attention to.
"I saw your speech yesterday in the newspaper, it was really wonderful."
Subconsciously, she wanted to reach out to help Jenkins straighten his crooked tie, but she immediately realized that this kind of action should never be done by herself.
"Thanks."
Men are still reluctant to talk about it.
"Then we'll see you next year, hope everything goes well."
"Hope everything is safe."
Jenkins repeated her words, but saw the red-haired girl tugging at the hem of her skirt and hesitating.
"What's wrong?"
Suspected that she wanted to go to the toilet, it was embarrassing to bring it up.
"I wanted to give you a special gift, but it's inappropriate."
As Hathaway spoke, she told herself that this was just a proper etiquette between friends. She just felt sorry for Jenkins when he couldn't go home at the end of the year, so she wanted to comfort him.
"I see."
The meeting with Alexia just now inspired him. Although the man thinks it is impolite to do so, since Alexia can do it, it should be possible here.
"happy holidays."
He held the woman's shoulders and made a hickey on her forehead. At the same time, it seemed as if something hit my heart hard, and even my heart rate was out of sync.
"Am I doing something stupid... this feeling is..."
He finally realized something. In fact, Hathaway's flushed cheeks were enough to explain many problems.
"No, you can't meddle in other people's feelings."
With this in mind, he kissed Mademoiselle Michel on the forehead again a few minutes later. But she had asked for it, and claimed it was proper courtesy.
"Am I really misunderstood? Pretending to be sentimental?"
He fell into confusion again.
Both women have heard about the "Fabry scam". Although they have nothing to do with this matter, they are also very concerned about Jenkins involved in it.
"We also heard about what happened yesterday in the newspapers. Will Miss Fabbri take revenge on you?"
Mademoiselle Michael left with some apprehension.
"Maybe the name Miss Fabbri itself is false. The police gentlemen think that it is an organized large-scale criminal gang. No, don't show a worried expression. I will not be retaliated. The church will protect my safety. "
When he answered this question, Hathaway thought that she had never seen such a complex expression on this man's face.
The fall of night brought darkness, but did not take away the joy on people's faces. No matter who you are, you can get your own little happiness in such a festival.
There seemed to be many more people in the church suddenly. Jenkins had never noticed before that there were so many priests living in the complex.
Everyone put on new clothes and greeted each other a happy holiday. Even if the children were laughing and making noise in the corridor, no one would criticize them. This was their little privilege on this day. The people they met greeted each other with happy holidays, and people brought their own gifts to their acquaintances.
Seeing that it was almost time for the dinner party, Jenkins stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, checked his clothes and his hair for the last time, and then smiled at himself in the mirror.
The cat was already impatient with waiting, and it knew that Jenkins would not restrict its appetite today.
The man originally planned to tie a beautiful bow with colorful ribbons around the cat's neck to match the festive atmosphere, but the chocolate refused again. While the two were fighting, Jenkins drove his cat to the bathroom and successfully bathed it for the last time before the end of the year.
"Let's go eat."
He picked up the still angry cat and placed it on his shoulders. The kitten carefully adjusted its position to find its center of gravity. The tail flicked back and forth against the back of Jenkins' neck. It wasn't angry at all, because something bad was going to happen to Jenkins in a few minutes.
And that incident was planned by it.
It opened its eyes and took a look deeper into time, confirming that its plan was correct, one person and one cat walked out of the room.
There was no one in the corridor, and everyone had probably gone to the dinner party. Thinking of this, Jenkins quickened his pace, he didn't want to be the last one to be there.
"Meow~"
Chocolate suddenly yelled, then jumped off Jenkins' shoulders, and ran up the stairs swiftly, Jenkins followed without thinking:
"Chocolate, stop!"
he ordered.
The cat standing on the higher part of the stairs really stopped, squatted there and glanced at Jenkins, and jumped up at a faster speed after he approached. One person and one cat escaped and chased, and arrived at the top floor of the building in less than half a minute.
The room near the stairs is the utility room, and the cat kept scratching the wooden door with its paws.
"what are you up to?"
Knowing that his cats rarely behaved like this, he tried to hold the handle, but the door was unlocked.