Chapter 476 - 34. Complain
"Thump, thump, thump..."
After Ossie sporadically spilled her words, the whole room fell into a brief silence. Even Fisher, who was recording her external data, was momentarily unresponsive to what she had just said.
It wasn’t until Emhardt, who had originally been watching this play from behind a desk, could not bear it any longer and began repeatedly slamming his square face against the table that Fisher snapped out of his daze.
He glanced at Ossie on the bed, who was still obediently holding her parrot Steel Blade and calmly watching Fisher with a cute look on her face—one that was beloved by Nali Gentlemen but also mixed with the assertiveness of a Lady from the Sardinia Female Country—making her air quite complicated yet endearing.
Especially when Fisher’s gaze inadvertently landed on her cool shorts below her belly, he would often recall the enduring moans coming from the neighboring table that night at the restaurant; he would remember the smooth, slightly wet bird egg.
Academically speaking, Fisher was quite curious about how the Grey Bird Species reproduced; from a personal perspective, he was a Nali Gentleman who particularly liked ladies.
Following this line of thought, the heat that had just cooled within him began to emerge once again, but the discomfort it brought only lasted a few seconds. The next moment, Fisher opened his mouth, placed the pen he was holding across the notebook he was writing in, suppressing the surging desires as well.
He rubbed his temples, somewhat headache-strickenly asked Ossie,
"Love... Wait, Ossie, let’s first ask, do you know what it means to be in love with someone?"
Ossie lifted Steel Blade a bit more to her face, using its small head as a part of the cloak she originally used to hide her face, seemingly making her words flow smoother,