Chapter 73 - Darkmtl
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Chapter 73

“It’s all packed up and piled in your room already, just waiting for tomorrow to move it over.”

Though Anna noticed Leon trying to change the subject, she didn’t call him out on it. Instead, she gave a light smile, responded with a sound, and then helped Leon into the house.

Strangely, she didn’t guide the “injured thigh” Leon towards the chair to sit down, but instead led him to the small bed in the secondary bedroom. Along the way, she stacked up the pillows and bedding, arranging them into a pad that was perfect for laying face down.

“…”

I knew I couldn’t hide it from you…

Originally, Leon still wanted to maintain the dignity of the eldest brother and didn’t want the matter of his bottom being hit to be known by his younger sister. But now that Anna had already answered through her actions, Leon could no longer pretend, so he obediently lay face down on the bedding with a stiff face.

However, as Leon moved, the skin on his bottom rubbed against the rough fabric, causing a fiery pain that made his whole body twitch.

“Hisss…”

That crazy person might have brain issues, but their grip is really strong, especially that slap. Even if it landed on the thickest part of my flesh… Wait?!”

While resting face down on the bed, Leon suddenly felt a chill on his behind as his pants were pulled down a bit, exposing half of his butt to the cold air.

“Ouch! It’s swollen!”

After looking at Leon’s swollen butt, Anna’s initially amused expression paused momentarily, quickly turning into a slight pang of sympathy.

“Lie still, I’ll go get some ointment…”

“Wait!”

After hurriedly pulling up his pants, Leon endured the pain and got up, somewhat embarrassed as he said: “I can actually do it myself…”

“You should just lie there!”

Anna shot a glance at Leon who was still trying to act tough, then began rummaging through the already packed luggage while complaining irritably:

“I’m your sister, what’s there to be shy about helping you apply medicine? When you were running a high fever and couldn’t move, lying in bed for those few months, wasn’t it me who took care of you? Not only applying medicine, but trimming nails, feeding water and food, grooming hair, turning you over and cleaning you, even helping you use the bathroom in the middle of the night—it was all me…”

“Stop! Stop! That’s enough!”

Seeing his sister unusually entering chatter mode and reminiscing about that warm but somewhat embarrassing past, Leon immediately lay back down obediently, even loosening his belt a little.

Noticing his surrender, Anna smiled and stopped talking. After finding the ointment, she sat sideways on the edge of the bed, pulled down Leon’s pants again, directly exposing the “wound.”

Huh?!

Upon seeing the palm print on Leon’s butt, the frail girl blinked in surprise before extending her right hand and slightly comparing it from a distance.

This size… If we don’t count the extra parts swollen up… it seems like a woman’s hand? Fraudster! You even told me it was combat training?

Glaring at Leon, who was oblivious on the bed, Anna frowned, biting her lips in dissatisfaction. Then she squeezed the ointment onto her palm, rubbed it, and pressed hard onto the center of the handprint! What kind of combat training leaves a palm print on someone’s butt?

“Ouch!”

The imagined gentle application of ointment suddenly turned into a heavy-handed tiger’s rough touch, catching Leon off guard and making him cry out in pain. Just as he was about to complain about his sister’s harshness, he heard Anna panicking:

“Oh no! I think I used too much force, Brother~ does it hurt a lot?”

“It’s… bearable…”

Looking at the palm print on Leon’s butt, the frail girl wrinkled her little nose, silently humphed at Leon’s butt, then lifted her clean, delicate hand and slapped it down again.

“You should endure a little more! Rubbing it will reduce the swelling faster!”

After undergoing a session of “treatment” filled with soft words, the frail girl pinched her sleeve and gently wiped the cold sweat from Leon’s forehead, showing concern: “Brother, you said it didn’t hurt, so why are you sweating so much?”

“Maybe it’s hot…”

After muttering an unconvincing lie, Leon looked at his sister’s still gentle face and involuntarily clicked his tongue. Although his butt felt better, he had suffered quite a bit. His sweat-covered face was filled with hesitation.

Did I upset her?

Was it because I said I’d help her pack things? Or did I come home too late? Or maybe it’s because I got injured again shortly after being discharged from the hospital? Or…

“Ah, it’s hot, that’s good~”

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Looking at Leon’s suspicious face, Anna huffed inwardly, then sealed the small jar of ointment, turning around to tidy up the disordered luggage.

But just as she wrapped the jar with a towel and placed it among the neatly folded old clothes, something similarly wrapped in old clothes trembled slightly and jumped out of the luggage, falling onto the floor and landing beside Leon’s hand with a plop.

“Hmm?”

Feeling something hit his hand, Leon, who was lying on the bed, curiously moved closer to take a look. He saw the old photo album left by his parents, the one he and Anna had flipped through before.

Although he wanted to finish looking at the photos he hadn’t finished last time, he worried that Anna might see the items and recall some sad memories. Shaking his head, Leon suppressed his curiosity, picked up the photo album without raising his head, and handed it back.

“Anna, something fell.”

“Ah? Okay!”

Seeing that Leon didn’t open the old photo album, the pale-faced girl sighed in relief. She then forcefully steadied her trembling hands, grabbed the edges of the album tightly, gripping until her knuckles turned white.

Even though she used all her strength, an old photo still managed to squeeze out from the yellowed cover of the album and stubbornly slid down to Leon’s eyes.

Is this… Anna and her parents’ family portrait? Looking at the couple embracing in the photo and Anna happily smiling toward the camera while holding both of her parents’ hands, Leon, lying on the bed, couldn’t help but curl the corners of his mouth. Just as he was about to pick up the photo and return it, he noticed something strange and involuntarily exclaimed “Hmm?”

Above the heads of the parents was a hanging “family portrait” sign, which indicated it was taken at a photo studio. However, only the parents and Anna appeared in the photo, not himself or the other two younger siblings.

It burned! I clearly burned it!

Looking at Leon staring blankly at the photo beside the bed, Anna’s face turned deathly pale. She couldn’t help but bite her lip hard and pinch herself fiercely on her thigh.

Forcing herself to calm down through the pain, her face regained a slight blush. She then sat next to the prone Leon, ensuring he couldn’t see her current expression, bent down to pick up the photo, and said regretfully:

“Ah, it seems the adhesive on the back has dried out due to time. After we’ve moved tomorrow, I’ll buy some glue and see if I can stick it back.”

(End of Chapter)


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I! Anomaly Cleansing Agent!

I! Anomaly Cleansing Agent!

Me! The Cleaner!, 我!清理员!
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Native Language: Chinese
“Here, this is your salary for the week.” After handing over a small pouch, the woman sitting behind the desk with her legs crossed casually ticked something off in a small notebook. Without even looking up, she waved her hand dismissively and said, “Remember to file your taxes… next!” “Wait!” After dumping the coins from the small pouch, Leon looked at the eight large and one small coin in his palm—nine filthy, worn-out coins in total. He couldn’t help but widen his eyes in shock, almost wanting to rush over and settle the matter right then and there. “Damn it! I just defeated an evil-god-like entity trying to invade the world on Tuesday! And you, you bastard, are actually deducting the salary of a savior?!”

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