Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Song Xun stood quietly in the corner, his figure shrouded in darkness.

There was only a pair of eyes with a faint light shining through them, staring at the direction of the stairs without blinking.

A moment later, a small shadow appeared downstairs.

It's Hurt.

He didn't notice Song Xun in the corner, or perhaps there was no need to pay attention to the movements of a robot.

Hutt walked straight to the hall, stood on tiptoe and raised his head to open the door with his fingerprint, and left the castle without anyone accompanying him.

A seven-year-old child went out alone in the middle of the night. Song Xun was really worried and followed him quietly.

As if he didn't want to be noticed, Hutt was very careful and closed the doors again when he passed the castle gate and the iron gate in the front yard.

The Edmund family members disliked the hustle and bustle, so they did not build their homes in the prosperous inner city closer to the palace.

The castle is located halfway up the mountain, with flat roads winding around the mountain for travel, but without a suspended airship, travel is still inconvenient.

Song Xun kept a distance that was neither too far nor too close, and watched the small figure in front of him walk step by step for nearly two hours.

An ordinary child wouldn't have this kind of perseverance, let alone Hurt, who was born into a wealthy family and was served by a house full of people.

In a trance, Song Xun did not notice that Hutt stopped.

"come out."

The child's sudden voice startled Song Xun back to his senses. He leaned half of his body out from behind a tree on the roadside and met the eyes of Hutt who was looking at him calmly.

"Why are you following me?"

Song Xun was slightly embarrassed when he was discovered by the person he was following, but he still tried to persuade him, "It is very dangerous for children to go out alone. They need to be accompanied by an adult."

Hutt didn't say anything. Just when Songxun thought that the other party would get angry and drive him away, Hutt turned around and started moving forward.

As if she had tacitly consented to his company.

Song Xun quickened his pace to shorten the distance. He felt that Hutt's mood was more stable at night.

After walking up the winding road for another hour, we reached the end of the journey.

A pavilion is built on the top of the mountain, standing on it you can overlook most of Tubusi's main urban area.

There are shell wind chimes hung on the four corners of the pavilion. When the wind blows, they make clear and pleasant sounds, accompanied by the chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves, giving people a feeling of tranquility and comfort.

The small tree next to it does not fit in with the old trees around it, as if it was newly planted.

Song Xun walked closer and found a sign that looked like a prayer sign hanging on it.

Peace and joy.

Good luck and health.

——Baby Hutt.

This is... what the Surreys left behind.

Song Xun turned around and looked at Hutt who was standing in the pavilion. He followed his gaze and saw the ancient castle standing halfway up the mountain.

Viewed from this angle, the tall building was covered in a layer of gray, like a wild beast lurking in the mountains, ready to open its huge mouth and swallow everything at any time.

"Does it look like a cage?"

Hutt's sudden question seemed to be directed to Songxun, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Song Xun suddenly found that he could not understand this seven-year-old child. It seemed that Hurt had built a world of his own around him that no one could break into.

He said, “That’s your home.”

Hutt didn't react to the answer. He just stood alone in the pavilion, looking for a long time in the direction that Song Xun called home.

Three hours before dawn, Song Xun reminded, "We should go back."

Ever since he knew that Baby Heart was what the Surreys called Heart, he tried to avoid mentioning that name again.

After hearing Song Xun's words, Hutt turned and walked down the steps of the pavilion.

It seems that he has no attachment to this place.

The journey back took another three hours, which was a real test on a child's physical fitness.

Halfway through the walk, Hurt's speed slowed down visibly, and his right leg became a little sluggish.

Song Xun noticed the blood oozing from his heels.

The small leather shoes made of expensive materials look noble and beautiful, but they are not suitable for long-distance travel.

He sighed in his heart, not understanding why Hurt was so stubborn and didn't even say a word even when his feet were rubbed.

Hutt, who was walking alone in front, stopped and a man half-crouched in front of him.

It was the robot that inexplicably accompanied him all night.

"Come up, I'll carry you."

The robot named Arnold had a voice as gentle as water, as if he could tolerate everything and not bend due to power. Hutt could vaguely sense that he was different from the others.

That's right, he is just a robot, how can he be like a human?

Hutt looked at the robot in front of him with indifference.

Song Xun threatened: "If you don't go back, it will be dawn."

He knew Hurt didn't want anyone to find out that he had run away.

Feeling a small weight on his back, Song Xun stood up, holding the person behind him firmly by the knees with both hands, and began to walk down the mountain.

His steps are steady and his sense of balance is far superior to that of humans.

He felt a gentle touch next to his ear, Heart was playing with his hair with his fingers.

Song Xun ignored him and let him do as he pleased.

After a while, the breathing sound on the neck gradually became lighter and slower.

Song Xun turned his head gently and found that Hutt had fallen asleep.

The little head hung on his shoulder, and under the holy moonlight, the eyelashes drooped under the eyes like two small fans.

The sleeping Hutt had put away all the spikes on his body, and he looked as quiet and peaceful as a little angel.

Of course, this was only when he was asleep.

Song Xun walked more steadily and brought him back to the castle.

He locked the door as it was, carried Hutt into his room, put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt and turned off the light.

Everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Before the first rays of light appeared in the morning, Song Xun returned to his position.

The silent castle welcomed its own bustle; servants, cooks and gardeners began to return to their posts, and a new day of busyness began again.

An hour later, Hurt emerged from the stairs.

After a brief moment of surprise, someone came forward to greet them.

"Good morning, young master. I'll ask someone to bring breakfast to the table right away."

Since the unfortunate death of the Surreys, Hurt never went downstairs to eat, and meals were always delivered to his room.

Facing the servant who came to greet him, Hutt acted very coldly, walked past him into the restaurant and sat in the main seat.

After a brief silence, the servants in charge of the kitchen speeded up their work.

Song Xun witnessed the whole process and expressed his admiration for Hutt's early rising.

As a robot, he does not need sleep, but Hutt, a human child, has only slept for two hours at most. However, he does not look sleepy at all and is able to get up on time at seven in the morning.

Breakfast was served one after another, and one person's meal took up half of the table.

A maid was probably too nervous when pouring hot milk for Hurt and accidentally spilled the cup.

He was so scared that he immediately lowered his waist and kept saying words of apology.

Hutt looked at the red burn on her arm and asked softly, "Are you trying to take revenge on me?"

His voice was childish, yet it was like the devil's whisper, and could easily determine a person's fate.

The maid was the one who was scalded by Hurt when delivering food last time. She denied it eagerly: "No, Master, I absolutely do not have such disrespectful thoughts. I was careless. Please forgive me."

Soon someone cleaned the stains on the table and brought a glass of milk again.

Hutt took a sip slowly, as if he had completely forgotten the person hunched over beside him.

"Stop being an eyesore here and making the Master angry."

The housekeeper came in from outside and looked at the maid who had made a mistake seriously: "You are fired. Pack up your things and leave here before dark."

The maid was so shocked by the notice that she collapsed to the ground.

You know, it is difficult for a servant who was voluntarily fired to be hired again by the next employer, which would make the nobles feel embarrassed.

The butler bent down and smiled at Hutt and said, "Are you satisfied with this result?"

Hutt wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin and nodded slightly.

The housekeeper glanced at the maid on the ground, and someone quickly pulled her out.

This is the fourth servant to be kicked out this month.

The storm disappeared in just two sentences from the superior, and the restaurant fell into silence, with only the slight clash of tableware during meals.

Obviously, the servants present were even more nervous.

Compared to what it looked like when the Bissari couple were here, this was simply hell, and Hurt was the incarnation of the devil in hell, carrying the evil spirit of destroying everything.

At this moment, everyone began to miss their old employer.

Song Xun witnessed everything that happened and frowned slightly.

At this time, the outside world's impression of Hutt has gradually begun to change. Just like the servants who were just expelled, people outside will immediately realize that Hutt is a mean and cruel lord.

Hurt certainly has problems, but he is just a half-grown child after all, and his mind is not yet fully developed.

But what about the butler who is already over fifty years old? Couldn’t he understand this?

The bigger problem lies in his excessive indulgence of Hurt. If this continues, Song Xun can already see the epitome of Hurt's image of being troublesome and unpopular in the future.

The butler was Marshal Surrey's childhood playmate and servant. He was deeply trusted by Surrey and later naturally became the butler of Edmund's mansion. He even witnessed Hutt's birth and growth.

Logically, he shouldn't have any problems.

Of course, he may also be an elder who dotes on his children, feeling sorry for the child he has always been with and who suddenly lost both parents overnight, so his actions are often biased.

Hutt stood up after finishing his meal, and the butler considerately moved his chair away for him.

Suddenly he asked, "How did the young master's foot get hurt?"

The housekeeper showed distress on his face and squatted down to check the wound.

Hutt took two steps back, his expression normal: "I just accidentally rubbed it."

Butler: "I'll call the doctor for you right away."

"I don't like people coming in here."

Hutt ended the conversation with his own willfulness, walked towards the stairs, and left a commanding word when passing by Song Xun.

"Follow."

Song Xun felt the butler's gaze looking at him. He did not look back, but followed Hutt upstairs and finally entered the room together.

As soon as Hutt entered the room, he sat on the red velvet sofa at the end of the bed, raised his calves and placed them on the footstool.

"Apply medicine to me."

Compared to how he would rather rub his feet until they bleed than say anything at night, and now he is willing to actively seek help, Song Xun feels that this is already a progress, which means that their relationship has become one step closer.

However, Song Xun had only been in the castle for a few days and was not familiar with the exhibits and furnishings and did not know where the medicine was.

He could only stand there in a daze.

Hutt kept looking at him, as if observing his every move, and with one hand on his chin, he prompted, "Second floor of the storage cabinet."

Song Xun followed his instructions and found a spray from the drawer.

The system knowledge entry includes information on treating wounds and identifying medicines.

He squatted down and treated Hurt's wound, his movements were very gentle.

The medical facilities and supplies in this world are very advanced, and potions can repair simple wounds within half a minute.

For such a minor problem as just a skin abrasion, there is no need to call a medical officer.

While waiting for the potion to take effect, Song Xun took advantage of Hurt's relatively calm state and said:

"The maid just now didn't do anything serious, why did you drive her away?"

He exhibits the simple intellectual curiosity of a robot.

Hurt said in a cold tone: "She made a mistake, I fired him, no reason."

It looked like he was just answering a simple question from the robot, without any emotion.

"It was just a small mistake, probably not worth making such a fuss about."

"But he nearly burned me."

Hurt's expression was disapproving.

Perhaps in his eyes, a servant's future stay and fate were not as important as what he felt was an 'almost' and a 'possibility', even if the milk was only warm and didn't even get on Hurt's cuffs.

Song Xun began to realize that it was not so easy to change Hurt.

He wanted to correct Hurt's thoughts, but Hurt was already unhappy, with his eyes half lowered: "You ask too many questions."

It would be unwise to be too hasty when it comes to Hurt's affairs.

Song Xun paused: "Yes."

But Hurt was more irritable than he thought.

The child retracted his foot without even looking at him: "Get out."

Song Xun sighed inwardly, stood up and put the spray back into the locker.

The moment the door opened, Hutt's voice rang out from the room.

"You seem to care a lot about that maid."

Hutt's tone was gloomy. Without waiting for Songxun's response, he continued:

"When the robot is activated, the first thing it needs to do is to recognize its master. I hope you know who you should obey the most."

Song Xun turned the door handle and said without looking back: "Yes."

The moment the door was closed again, a muffled sound came from inside, as if Hutt had kicked over the footstool.

Song Xun walked in the long corridor and sincerely felt that Hurt might need a psychiatrist more, as his behavior was more like that of mania.

Schizophrenia is also possible.

A psychiatrist would be more helpful than him.

Apart from that breakfast, Hurt returned to his habit of eating in his room and never went downstairs again.

Song Xun no longer had the chance to see him. The maid who asked him to deliver food upstairs last time was scolded by the housekeeper, and no one paid any attention to the robot standing quietly in the corner.

He is more like an invisible creature that has substance but does not exist.

Song Xun is not a real robot without thoughts or consciousness. He is almost going crazy with boredom. The only time he can move freely every day is when it is late at night and everyone is asleep.

Fortunately, Hurt is about to start school.