Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

"Mr. Wolf, long time no see!" When passing by the grocery store, the proprietress of the grocery store leaned on the door frame and greeted Allen, "Why don't you come and see if you need anything?"

Seeing the black-haired young man stop after hearing his greeting, the proprietress blinked and gave Alan a wink: "You haven't visited me for a long time, but I have missed you for a long time."

The last word "what" seems to be rolling on the tip of the tongue, with a slight nasal sound, it sounds like she is acting like a baby to her lover who has neglected her,

Not only the coquettish ending, but the last sentence also deliberately omitted "my shop". Visiting a certain store and patronizing a certain person, the former is a very normal shopping behavior, although the latter can also be related to shopping , but the meaning suddenly became ambiguous, as if some kind of special transaction had been carried out.

The proprietress of the grocery store is a widow in her thirties, with a good face, she still looks like a young girl in her early twenties, her speaking style is as enthusiastic as her personality.Some residents in the town couldn't understand her overly "bold" behavior and attitude, and whispered about her debauchery behind her. Although the proprietress was often criticized for her style, the products sold in her house were of high quality and cheap.

He doesn't like to delve into other people's private lives. Allen only considers price and quality when shopping. He is a frequent customer of this grocery store.

After the proprietress deliberately said ambiguous words, she focused on Alan's expression. However, just like every time she deliberately teased the other party before, the black-haired young man still had a calm expression, as if her words just now were different from the ordinary "good morning". different.

The proprietress curled her lips at the fact that her teasing didn't work this time, but she soon became excited again.

Although the black-haired young man never responded to her verbal teasing, she seemed to regard it as some kind of goal. Every time she met Alan, she would do this again and never get tired of it.

Allen looked at the signboard of the grocery store for a moment, and remembered that he really needed to buy some daily groceries, so he took a few steps forward and walked into the store.

"Why, is there anything you fancy?"

When she noticed that the black-haired young man's gaze was fixed on a certain point in the store for a long time, the proprietress of the grocery store was very curious. She looked in the direction of Alan's gaze, wondering what product the other party was looking at.

Then she saw that Allen was looking at the shelf where the apron was hanging.

shelf?

Or the apron hanging from it?

The proprietress guessed in her heart, and felt that the two answers seemed to be wrong.

A shelf for hanging goods is of course nothing to look at, but the apron hanging on the shelf...these items don't look suitable for an Alpha at all.

The proprietress was struggling, and she was guessing by herself, when she heard Allen say to her: "Please show me those aprons."

—It turned out to be an apron!

Restraining herself not to show an overly surprised expression, the proprietress reconfirmed that Allen was indeed pointing to the pile of colorful light fabrics, and then walked over with a little indescribable mood, and pulled out the goods covered with aprons for the other party. shelf.

Having said that, as a young unmarried bachelor living alone, it is not surprising that the dark-haired youth needs an apron to cook for himself.

Quickly finding a reason for Allen to buy the apron, the proprietress laughed at herself for making a fuss,

"In addition to these aprons made of ordinary cotton and satin, there are also leather aprons here. Leather products are more durable than cotton and satin products, and they are also more effective in preventing oil and scalding." She recommended the hottest item in her store to Alan. Looking at the easy-to-use styles, the black-haired young man flipping through the pile of aprons frowned slightly.

Allen hung the apron in his hand back on the shelf: "These are too big."

The proprietress looked at the standard-sized apron in her hand in surprise: "You think they... are too big?"

Allen nodded and asked the proprietress if there were any smaller aprons in the store.

These general-purpose aprons are certainly not too big for human beings with flesh and blood, but the undead skeletons with only skeletons have a layer of skin tissue less than the thinnest human beings. These aprons are very important for Allen. It is indeed too big for the family's freshly appointed skeleton nanny bones.

Seeing the certainty of the black-haired young man's answer, the proprietress' eyes turned between Alan and the apron she had already taken out: "There are smaller ones..." She replied with a strange look on her face, "But I have to wait for a while, I'm going to pick it up later."

After speaking, the proprietress of the grocery store went into the small warehouse in the inner room.

Allen waited outside for a while, and after a while, the proprietress came out with another black leather box in her arms.

The other party walked all the way to him, put the box down in front of him, and opened it in front of him.

"These are all in smaller sizes," said the proprietress, "but, are you sure you need this one?"

The proprietress' tone was tentative, and Allen didn't know why at first, but then he only looked down at the details of the items in the box, and he knew why the other party had such an expression and tone.

Rather than calling them "aprons", the products stored in the box are more like some kind of indescribable sex toys.

One by one they are narrower and tighter, and the fabric is less than that of the competition.

But they might actually be good for undead bones.

With a paralyzed face that couldn't see his true heart, Allen quickly selected his target product, and found the narrowest and longest one from it: "That's it."

If it were worn by a real person, this "apron" would be extremely close-fitting. It is made of black leather, and the back is tied at the hip bone. The detailed design here made Allen feel relieved. He no longer needs to tie it because the skeleton has no waist at all. Worry about holding the belt.

"Is this one enough?" The proprietress looked at the products that Allen picked out - the style is simple, the length is conservative, and the only outstanding point is that it is very close-fitting. "I'm really curious which tall beauty has been favored by Mr. Wolf Sighing, she took out another bold and short "apron" from the box and gestured on herself: "If Mr. Wolfe is willing, you are always welcome here, and I am very happy to wear all of these You read it again."

As if unable to see the sultry scene in front of him, Allen handed the selected item to the proprietress: "Please help me wrap it up."

"Hey, Mr. Worf is so cold." The proprietress pouted slightly like a girl, showing a resentful expression, but her movements were so crisp and neat, and she wrapped the leather apron properly for Alan.