Orion Crest, Series_1

Chapter 143: Likes

　　A warm, moist sensation came from his forehead.

　　In a daze, Orion opened his eyes and met sight with a pair of fawn-like eyes.

　　As always, Vera's eyes were slightly flustered and quickly ducked to the side.

　　Noticing that he was lying on the couch in the living room, and the blanket he was wearing, and the wet towel cupped in that small hand, Orion knew that she had probably been the one taking care of him last night.

　　To think that he had been overdrunk by a little girl.It was really too humiliating!

　　The sky outside the window was still cloudy.

　　Orion shook his somewhat groggy head and sat up from the sofa.

　　Glancing around the living room, the cups and plates on the long banquet table had all been cleared away, leaving Hardy slumped over the table snoring like a baby.

　　Vera left him there, as he was obviously not a small girl to carry, and Franklin, crooked on the other sofa, was also snoring loudly, and sleeping very badly.

　　As for Orion, apart from his neck being a bit stiff, everything else felt fine.

　　After all, having had his metabolic function improved by the gene potion, although it didn't allow him to gain a strong resistance to alcohol, the recovery after a hangover was still quite fast.

　　To be honest, after spending a long time at the Princeton Institute for Advanced Studies, Orion realised what kind of care was contained behind the seemingly useless tube of potion that the system had sent him.

　　In the Princeton Institute of Advanced Studies, the height of the hairline was often positively correlated with academic achievements, the half-bald Edward Witten was needless to say, and Orion's mentor, Deligne, was directly a bald head.

　　Every time he was asked the most questions by the old professors, it wasn't from maths, but, why, after all this time, he still didn't see his hair getting less.

　　"What time is it?"

　　"It's only six o'clock, you can still get some more sleep," Vera added in a whisper.

　　Orion: "This couch is quite comfortable to lie on ...... By the way, thanks for cleaning up from the banquet last night."

　　"You're welcome," Vera shook her head and smiled gently, "I'm the one who should say thank you."

　　Orion didn't realise where this thanks was coming from, and Vera didn't seem to be about to give him the chance to ask, turning to the kitchen and going off to prepare breakfast.

　　......

　　Vera s cooking skills are quite good, Orion can see that this little girl and himself are probably the same kind of people.

　　The character is independent, very good at taking care of people, do not do useless complaints in the face of difficulties, and will respond to the kindness in life with thanks ...... The only weakness is that it is not confident enough.

　　For sandwiches, milk and even omelette these three kinds of food, the little girl has been nervous and asked him three times "still fit the appetite?" A question that didn't even need to be asked.

　　But it doesn't really matter, confidence is something that can be slowly cultivated with achievements, Orion believes that he can train her to become a qualified scholar.

　　After enjoying this breakfast full of "gratitude", Orion, who had regained his energy, went out for a few laps in the morning.

　　After sweating, Orion threw his clothes full of alcohol into the washing machine and took a shower before returning to the living room to wake up Franklin and Hardy, who were still sleeping soundly.