forest country

Mizusawa followed the cloaked man back to the cabin, and the cloaked man put down the huge sword he was carrying behind his back, and then threw him a suit of clothes.

"Change it."

Mizusawa caught the clothes, touched the soft fabric in his hands, and observed the good conditions here, and tried to ask: "Can I borrow this place to take a bath?"

Since leaving the forest until now, Mizusawa has never taken a bath, and today he was splashed with wine and jumped into a river. He felt that he was about to stink.

"Yes, there are everything in the bathroom, please use it yourself."

The cloaked man graciously agreed.

Mizusawa went in with the clothes, but he always felt that the man in the cloak was always looking at him.

I feel this way even in the bathroom.

However, the bathroom door here cannot be locked, and there is only a wooden door separating it from the outside.

Looking at the man in the cloak with his legs crossed, he spotted a few bees coming in from the gap in the corner of the door.

"Ok?"

The sneaky little bee shuddered, turned around and rolled back where it came from.

Seeing them so self-conscious, the cloaked man took off his hood in a good mood.

brushed his hair so that it fell from his neck,

Although wearing a black cloak looks fascinating, but the hair is very annoying, every time it is squeezed around the neck.

After taking a quick shower, Mizusawa came out wearing new clothes.

The man in the cloak was very careful, and even prepared his underwear, which made Mizusawa even more embarrassed.

Pushing open the bathroom door, the steam permeated by the hot water dissipated when it came into contact with the outside air.

Mizusawa immediately saw the blond man sitting by the window, looking out.

"It's a quick wash."

The blond man sighed and almost got caught looking at someone else's shower door.

Sure enough, it was brilliant blond hair, dazzling like the sun, Mizusawa sighed silently in his heart, his eyes were a little wandering.

The blond man brushed his hair unconsciously.

The brilliant golden hair passed through his white and slender fingers, and then fell slowly, hanging on his shoulders.His eyes are very deep blue, like the sky at night, if you don't look carefully, you can't see that the blue has melted into them.

Seeing that Mizusawa was in a daze, the man stood up and walked to him, bowing his head and chuckling.

"Why? I'm so good-looking, I'm fascinated by it."

Mizusawa lowered his head and said solemnly: "It's just a normal appreciation."

The man laughed twice.

Damn it, Mizusawa actually felt that even laughter was easy to hear and extremely penetrating.

After calming his mind, Mizusawa thanked again solemnly like a blond man.

"Although the verbal thanks are weak, and I don't know what you need me to do, but no matter what, as long as it doesn't violate my bottom line, I will do my best."

"This suit suits you very well." The blond man sat back on the chair and raised his legs.

The white shirt, black vest, and black trousers outline Mizusawa's figure well.Because of the freshly washed relationship, the black broken hair hangs down on the forehead limply.

The only thing that spoils the beauty is the penis in the pocket, which looks like the side pockets are bulging.

The blond man took out a holster, handed it to Mizusawa, and taught him how to put it on the belt.Mizusawa put it on quickly, so that the whole person looked completely different from the previous person wearing the shoe polish smelling jacket.

The blond man nodded in satisfaction.

Mizusawa asked, "I don't know your name yet."

"Senior." The blond man raised his lips.

While Mizusawa remembered his name, he also told him his own name, but the blond man just nodded casually.

Such an attitude gave Mizusawa the illusion that he already knew his name.

Senior said, "May I ask, why didn't you shoot on the deck just now? You know, even if you kill someone, I can save you."

"I'm too weak." Mizusawa was silent for a moment, "What I need is not to take your 'gun' to take revenge, but to be so strong that they dare not provoke them at all."

Senior: "Then how strong are you going to be?"

Mizusawa lowered his head: "I don't know, I'm not only weak but also ignorant."

Senior supported his chin with one hand, and tapped the armrest of the chair with the other, unable to see whether he was satisfied with Mizusawa's answer.

"Second question, you don't even know my name or what I do, so you just followed me down, why do you trust me so much?"

Mizusawa only answered two words.

"intuition."

Senior: "Aren't you afraid of being deceived?"

"While I trust everyone, I bear the possibility of 'being cheated', but I can't refuse to trust others by saying 'Don't cheat' once or twice."

Mizusawa thought about his experience in the past two days. He met the couple who gave him medicine, but also met the soldiers who showed him the way, the supervisor who allowed him to help him on the ship to get the ticket, and the one who sent him on the ship and looked forward to seeing him again. Meet the dock workers.

All this has happened with good and bad.

You can't let down all vigilance because of a good person, but you can't overrule all good intentions because of a bad person.

Senior looked at him with a little surprise because of Mizusawa's last sentence.

This is a person who knows that he is weak, but is willing to take risks to trust others.

"Do you think I'm a good guy or a bad guy?"

Although Senior handed Mizusawa a gun at a critical moment, he was also instigating Mizusawa to kill people at the same time.

Mizusawa thought for a while, and said, "I've known you for too short a time, so I dare not directly say that you are a good person or a bad person, but in today's matter, I am willing to believe that you have good intentions and helped my kindness."

"Just willing to believe?"

Mizusawa nodded: "For now."

Senior heard the voiceover, his character is still under investigation.

"Gollum-gollum-"

Someone's stomach rumbled suddenly, in such a serious moment of conversation.

Mizusawa covered his stomach in embarrassment, trying to pretend that the voice never came.

But Senior didn't give him any face, he leaned on his chair and smiled happily.

"I actually forgot such an important thing and left for dinner."

Mizusawa whispered with red ears, "I haven't finished the work on the deck..."

"They're already followers of me. Wouldn't it be a joke if I couldn't pay you a boat ticket?" Senior glanced at him, took out something from his pocket and threw it into Mizusawa's arms, "It's kind of Meet and greet."

Mizusawa took another look, and saw that it was a gleaming gold bracelet.

A wristband that is identical to the IDs everyone else wears on their wrists, except for the color.

Not iron.

It's a golden one.

Sure enough, he was very rich, so it couldn't be a joke.

Mizusawa quickly caught up with Senior who had put on his hood again.

"Such a precious thing..."

Senior, who was hiding in the shadow of the hood, turned his head and said indifferently: "You didn't say that, aren't you a slave?"

"I……"

Mizusawa stopped and looked at Senior's tall and straight back. He suddenly felt that what he just said was a bit serious. He shouldn't doubt Senior's character.

Senior is really a nice guy.

Mizusawa, who was very moved, carefully put the gold bracelet on his wrist.

In contact with the skin, some cold.

This can symbolize his identity.

At the same time, it also proved that he had finally gained a foothold in the world outside the forest.

The author has something to say: River God: Young woodcutter, did you drop this iron bracelet or this gold bracelet?

Mizusawa: Hmm...

Senior: Gold is gold, I have money