Dereliction of duty · 90 years in the new calendar

Xus: Don't get so close... And.

Don't get any more cream on me!

As the last member of consecutive birthdays in the small circle, I think that only Zor's day will have a decent cake every year.

Zor also just happens to be a... occasionally childish character.On this day last year, he took all the top layer of cream off the cake.

Then it was wiped on Xus body without any residue, not to mention the parts.

If it wasn't for his birthday, so let him make trouble... Xus probably wouldn't be so resigned.

Zolf: Did you see through?

Xus: How can we talk about seeing through.

You're all but blatantly writing on your face, okay?

Not really trying to mess with Zor, but also not wanting to disappoint him when his interest is high.

Xus hesitated a little, in short, he tried to hide in the study while walking.

Although he didn't look back, the sight from behind was enough to sting.

He stared at it for a while before he snuck in before closing the door, and picked up the documents on the nearest cabinet with a refreshed expression.

Zolf: In conclusion, yes.

—Which part am I in charge of?

Xus: You're in charge of the part outside the house.

That is, the one with cream and fruit on top.

Zolf: Eating cake before dawn, I don't want to gain weight yet.

——It’s better to say that you should eat more, otherwise I have to worry about the windy day.

Talking to Zor usually doesn't end well.

This sentence is not to say that Xus can't argue with him, on the contrary, if the two of them are arguing for real, in the end, Xus will win in all likelihood.

Bickering is troublesome and tiring. Even if you win, all kinds of ridicule or teasing you hear during the process have already imprinted in your ears.

Xus: All right.

In fact, it is limited to today, and you can stay lazy all the time.

The things to do are the same every year.

So he went further inside and stood on the outer edge looking at the clean and tidy desk.

I remember a few days ago, a certain lazy guy worked overtime here, but now I can't see that kind of trace.

Xus: ...

To be on the safe side, I still ask.

You're not done already, are you?

Zolf: Huh?Yeah?Is there such a thing?

He pouted, trying to pretend to whistle, but the result might be that his mouth was too dry or something, and he didn't whistle.

Then he stretched, but his movements were stiff.

Xus: (Is it so troublesome...)

Without asking him, Xus saw it with his own eyes... and finally proved that the guess was correct.

Xus: ...Zor.

What do you want?

Zolf: Don't go out all day today.

Simple, right?

Xus: Ah... I'll try.

This made Xus panic a little.

In fact, he has an appointment during the day. Of course, he has already planned the itinerary in advance because of the special date.

Xus: ...

I'll be back on time... is that okay?

Zolf: Don't.

He leaned over and rested his head on the side of Xus' neck.

The short and messy (he hasn't washed since he woke up) hair is a bit tangled, and it makes his ears itchy.

Zolf: I'm afraid you'll be gone all day again like last year.

Xus: That's because... Forget it.

Not this time, I promise.

Zolf: Don't.

I don't believe the word "guaranteed" in your mouth anymore.

I just happened to be doing the year-end summary - count yourself, how many times you have breached the contract.

Unable to refute.

Xus: That, that at least.

Let me say hello to each other.

Zolf: ...Just kidding.

Xus: Huh?

He let go suddenly.

The warm temperature on the back suddenly disappeared, and although a large amount of weight was also reduced at the same time, I still couldn't help feeling a sense of emptiness.

Zolf: I won't stop you.

Here.

He showed a note - the one that Xus had given him a few minutes ago.

Of course, Xus is very familiar with the words on the note.

There was an account on the website, saying that he wanted to meet someone during the day, and he was very sure that he would be able to return home before the sun went down.

Xus: ...Why did you come back and show it to me?

Zolf: I don't know, I suddenly wanted to do this.

By the way, who do you want to see?

Xus: "Her".

Not customary?

Zolf: Is it not good to write it out, I have to use "someone" instead.

Xus: That guy is not from the same continent as us, even the writing is different.

It is very troublesome to write her name.

He was a little taken aback, then stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Zolf: Seems like that... Poof.

It's very your style, because of laziness or something.

Xus: How about I do like her and abbreviate my name to "123".

Although not very responsible, I have to admit that it is really easy to remember.

Zolf: All right, all right, I see.

He suddenly slapped his thigh—Xus' thigh.

A little higher and Xus could accuse him of daytime prostitution.

Zolf: Be sure to come back, today.

……please.

Xus: Don't sound like you're going to the execution ground.

Xus gently pushed his restraints away.

It is cold outside.

He rubbed his hands, then took out a notebook from his closest pocket and filled the last page of it.

Mark the number of this year on the cover... He put it away, and stepped into the pile of snow that had accumulated at some point.