Chapter 55: The Drunken Snake
Mobius arrived outside Ya Qing's bedroom. She knocked once before pushing the door open, only to find Ya Qing standing on his bed, trying to hang the oil painting on the wall above his headboard.
Leaning against the doorframe, Mobius remarked, "So you're really going to hang it up. I thought you were just saying that to make little Griseo happy. It seems you genuinely like this painting."
After securing the frame, Ya Qing hopped off the bed and dusted off his non-existent dust from his hands. "Sister Blanca is back. Aren't you going to stay in the living room and catch up with her? What are you doing here?"
Mobius walked into the room and skillfully sat down in Ya Qing's favorite gaming chair. "I don't like crowds," she said leisurely.
"Senior, in that regard, we're the same type of person," Ya Qing said. He took an unopened bottle of wine from a glass cabinet and, from somewhere, produced a wine glass.
The deep crimson liquid swirled inside the glass.
"When did you become so refined? A glass of wine before bed?" Mobius looked at Ya Qing quizzically. She remembered that cabinet, while refrigerated, was usually stocked with snacks and cola.
"It's a habit I picked up in Northern Europe. President Otto was always supervising my etiquette lessons. I didn't want to give those old relics any excuse to attack me," Ya Qing said. He was never afraid of the Board of Directors, but having a swarm of mosquitoes buzzing around you was still incredibly annoying.
"Sounds like the internal competition at Schicksal is pretty intense."
"How should I explain it?" Ya Qing placed the wine on the table, then took out two more wine glasses and several smaller shot glasses.
"Let's say, for example, that this bottle of wine is President Otto," he began, "he holds absolute authority within the Schicksal organization. He can pour the wine, which represents power, into any glass he chooses." Ya Qing poured some wine into a large glass.
"And these three wine glasses are the Kaslana family, the Schariac family, and Theresa Apocalypse. They hold significant weight within Schicksal, so the amount of wine poured into them is much more than these little glasses."
"These small glasses are the Board of Directors. Individually, they hold very little wine, but when they unite, they can potentially take away the wine from the larger glasses."
"Get it now?"
Ya Qing had given a very vivid explanation of Schicksal's internal struggles.
"So, the Board has its eyes on you? And no one from the Schariac family is helping you?" Mobius asked curiously. She picked up the wine bottle, poured herself a glass, and took a sip after inhaling its fruity aroma. The strong alcohol immediately made her choke.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Ya Qing handed her a tissue. "Those old geezers from the Schariac family can't hate me enough as it is. They think I stole my parents' assets. Why would they ever help me?"
For Ya Qing, the wine was no stronger than a soft drink, but for Mobius, that single sip was enough to make her cheeks flush red.
"Ha, you're drunk already?" Ya Qing couldn't help but laugh. Seeing a little snot bubble form at her nose, he silently took out his phone and snapped a photo.
"Senior Mobius? Senior?" Ya Qing gently shook her, but the already-asleep Mobius just curled up and turned over in the gaming chair.
"Don't bother me..." A drunk and sleeping Mobius had a completely different aura from her usual self. The way she mumbled in her sleep was as adorable as a girl next door.
"You'll catch a cold if you sleep here," Ya Qing whispered softly, as if coaxing a child.
"I don't want to..." Mobius turned her head away, her cheeks bright red. With a pure, innocent smile, she opened her arms. "Carry me."
"Senior, it's improper for a man and woman to be so familiar," Ya Qing refused.
Hearing his refusal, the drunken Mobius looked at him with a pitiful, aggrieved expression, as if to say, "If you don't carry me, I'm going to cry."
"I must have been out of my mind to take out this wine. If I ever let you touch another drop, I'll... never mind." Ya Qing sighed, hooked an arm under her knees, and lifted her into a princess carry.
The drunken Mobius had lost all her usual stubbornness and seemed to want nothing more than to curl up in his arms.
Ya Qing failed to notice that his bedroom door had been pushed open, leaving a small gap.
"Don't push, don't push."
"Hey, let me see."
"I never thought a drunk Dr. Mobius could be so cute~ She'd be even cuter if she wore the little dress I bought her~"
"Sis, stop squishing me!"
"Kevin, let me see!"
"Oof!"
The bedroom door could no longer withstand the collective pushing and burst open. Kevin and Elysia, who were at the front, nearly stumbled and fell to the floor.
Ya Qing, still holding Mobius in his arms, stared blankly at the scene.
"Ah... haha, what a coincidence, Ya Qing. Have you eaten yet?" Kevin laughed awkwardly.
"The lovely elf has come to deliver dessert!" Elysia reacted the fastest, pulling out a tray from behind her back. On it were four snow-dusted mochi treats.
Kalpas stared at his own empty hands, confused. How did the tray that was just in his hands end up with Elysia? And he was sure he had made ten mochi, so why were there only four left?
Pardofelis, sensing trouble, slipped to the back of the crowd.
"Rin, time for bed. You have school tomorrow."
"Ah... right, big sis, I'm sleepy. I need you to tell me a bedtime story."
Sakura and Rin immediately fled the scene.
"..." Kosma, who hadn't said a word, was having a very active internal monologue. 'Dr. Mobius and Big Brother Ya Qing? When did this happen? How did I not know? Judging by everyone's reactions, am I the only one who didn't know? But why didn't anyone tell me?'
Unfortunately, Pardofelis was too busy lowering her presence to translate for him.
"Sigh..." Ya Qing let out a breath. "Elysia, since you're here, you can carry her back. It's not really... appropriate for me to enter a girl's room."
"Yay! Dr. Mobius, be good and let the lovely pink elf carry you back," Elysia said happily.
"No! I don't want the pink fatty to carry me!" Mobius declared with a childish pout, looking at Ya Qing with teary eyes.
Elysia's spirits plummeted.
"Pfft," Mei couldn't hold back a laugh. She couldn't imagine that Mobius, who always gave off the impression of a dangerous viper, could turn into this when drunk.
"Ya Qing, since Mobius wants you to carry her, you should just take her back to her room," Kevin said, clearly enjoying the drama.
In the end, it was Blanca, who had come downstairs after her shower, who resolved the situation. The drunk Mobius finally stopped clinging to Ya Qing and was helped back to her third-floor bedroom by Mei and Blanca.
As Kevin left, he clapped Ya Qing on the shoulder with a look that made Ya Qing want to punch him.
Ya Qing ate one of the mochi treats handmade by Master Kalpas. The sweet flavor spread through his mouth. Lying on his bed, he drifted off to sleep.
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