The mellow aroma of hot cocoa exudes attractive white smoke in the cold air that is more than ten degrees below zero.
After drinking a cup of hot drink, the energy consumed by the special training just now seemed to be replenished instantly.
Reggie held the empty cup and looked at the thick layer of white snow covering the yard, and his restless temper immediately became alive again.
"Hey, since the morning class is over, how about we have a snowball fight."
Reggie's eyes were shining, and he grabbed a handful of snow from the steps next to him, quickly rolled it into a not-so-round snowball, and tossed it twice in his hand.
Tommy rolled his eyes and put his hands back into the pockets of his down jacket.
"Childish, I am a mage. How could a mage participate in such a barbaric collision?"
"You're just scared."
Reggie provoked you unceremoniously, "I'm afraid that I will crush you with my absolute speed and beat you to the ground."
This sentence directly hits the pain point of Tommy.
The boy who usually loves stinking most farts immediately took his hand out of his pocket, sneered, and activated Telekinesis instantly.
A large piece of snow on the ground floated directly out of thin air, automatically condensing into a dozen fist-sized snowballs in mid-air, floating neatly around him, like a row of cannonballs ready to go.
"Tell me again who will be beaten to pieces."
Tommy raised his chin high.
Seeing Gunpowder's taste upgrade, Annie and Kevin also came over excitedly.
Annie dragged Kevin to a corner of the yard and began to roll snowballs on the ground in earnest, obviously planning to form an alliance.
Even the Goldfish Charlie in the water tank, which had just returned to its original state, was swimming excitedly in the water, spitting out a few bubbles from time to time, as if to cheer up Kevin.
Buddy, who had been lying next to the wooden pillar to hide and relax, let out a big yawn.
"A bunch of over-energetic brats, crawling and rolling in the snow in the cold weather, their brains are totally lost."
Golden Retriever, who was wearing a red plaid sweater, changed his position and shrank his head into his paws, "Boss, I suggest you deduct their pocket money because they are suspected of destroying Manor's green environment."
Lynn leaned on the railing of the corridor, listening to the dog's endless chatter, and casually placed the empty coffee cup on the wooden table next to him.
"It's okay to destroy the greenery, but the rules must be set in advance."
Lynn's voice was not loud, but the children in the yard immediately quieted down and listened with their ears straightened up.
"First, you are not allowed to use Superpower to cheat. Tommy, put your Telekinesis away and squeeze it with your hands. Reggie, the speed is limited to the speed of ordinary people. Annie is not allowed to use light energy to melt other people's snowballs."
Lynn looked at the group of eager little monsters and added slowly, "Secondly, if anyone breaks a piece of the villa's glass, not only will they have to wash the whole family's dishes for the next three months, but they will also not have a penny of pocket money."
When they heard that they had no pocket money for three months, Reggie and Tommy took a deep breath at the same time.
Tommy quickly dispersed Telekinesis, and the dozen snowballs fell to the ground and turned into powder.
He squatted down obediently and began to squeeze the snowballs with his gloved hands.
"The game begins!"
Reggie shouted and was the first to launch an attack.
Although he restrained Super Speed, his physical fitness was there. A snowball hit Tommy on the head as accurately as a baseball, causing Tommy to sit on his butt in the snow nest.
"You're lying! I haven't pinched it yet!"
Tommy angrily grabbed a handful of loose snow and threw it over.
The yard suddenly became a mess.
Annie and Kevin hid behind a small temporary snow bag and kept throwing snowballs outside.
Reggie relied on his flexibility to move around in the snow, and occasionally laughed arrogantly.
Buddy was lying on the edge of the corridor watching the show, but Reggie hit its nose with an errant snowball, and the cold snow covered its face.
The mutated Big Golden Retriever's fur instantly exploded, and the bells on its neck jingled wildly.
"Quick boy! How dare you attack a noble mammal with ice! You're doomed!"
Buddy barked wildly and rushed into the snow. He opened his mouth and bit Reggie's trouser leg. One person and one dog rolled into a ball in the snow.
John has never joined the battle.
Wearing that gray sweatshirt, he stood quietly at the foot of the corridor steps.
He put his hands in his pockets and looked at his companions chasing each other and laughing in the yard.
During his years in the Vogelbaum laboratory, he also saw snow.
At that time, the snow could only be seen from a distance through thickened explosion-proof glass.
The researcher told him that it was solid precipitation produced by meteorological changes, and the temperature was very low.
He only knew that snow was cold, but he never knew that snow could be grasped in his hand like this and used to hit others, and then get a burst of unscrupulous laughter.
He watched Reggie being thrown down in the snow by Buddy, and watched Annie laugh so hard that he couldn't stand up straight. There was a trace of envy in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
But he didn't dare to go there.
He is used to restraining his strength and being cautious.
He was afraid that once he got involved, he would lose control of his strength and break Reggie's ribs, or destroy this cozy yard.
Just when John was in a daze.
There was a crisp snap.
A medium-sized snowball hit John squarely on the cheek.
The cold snowflakes instantly spread on his face and slid down his neck into his sweater.
The whole Backyard noise stopped abruptly.
It's like someone has forced the mute button.
Reggie maintained the posture of throwing snowballs, his whole body froze on the spot, and his face suddenly turned pale.
Tommy swallowed and subconsciously took two steps back.
Even Buddy, who was biting Reggie's trouser leg, opened his mouth and looked at John with wide eyes.
In this Manor, although everyone lives like a family, no one has forgotten what kind of monster John is.
The guy who can easily smash the spine of an adult Poison-Horned Lion.
It's so quiet that it makes one's heart ache.
Reggie stammered and his voice changed its tone.
"John... I... my hand slipped... the wind direction is a little wrong..."
Reggie has rehearsed in his mind countless ways to die by being burned to ashes by Heat Vision.
John stood still and did not move.
He slowly raised his hand and wiped away the remaining snow on his cheeks.
The cool touch against the skin is very real.
He looked at the frightened expression of Reggie who was about to cry, and then looked at Lynn who was standing in the corridor looking at him with a smile.
Lynn did not speak, but raised his chin towards the snow in the yard.
John Got it.
He suddenly bent down and quickly scratched through the thick snow with his hands, forming a snowball that was twice as big as Reggie just now.
He didn't use any super strength, he just turned sideways and threw the snowball in his hand like the most ordinary boy.
Bang!
The snowball accurately hit Reggie on the chest, and the huge inertia directly knocked Reggie down on his back in the snow.
After doing all this, John stood up straight.
He looked at Reggie lying on the snow in a daze, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.
It was an unsuspecting, completely liberating laugh.
Azure's eyes are full of cunningness to succeed in mischief.
"The wind is definitely going in the wrong direction."
John shouted with a smile.
Seeing that John didn't get angry and even learned to joke, Reggie was instantly resurrected with full health.
He jumped up from the snow, yelling and making snowballs like crazy.
"Okay! How dare you sneak attack me! Tommy! Kevin! Let's focus our fire first John!"
The tense atmosphere was instantly broken, and a burst of earth-shattering laughter and screams erupted in the yard again.
John completely let go of his hands and feet. He was running in the snow, avoiding snowballs Accio coming from all directions.
He took several blows and was covered in snow, but his laughter was louder than ever.
He doesn't have to think about whether he is a monster or how to play a perfect hero.
Now he is just an ordinary kid playing crazy in the snow.
Black Noir stood next to Lynn like a sculpture.
He watched the melee in the yard, silently bent down, grabbed a handful of snow from the edge of the corridor, and with an extremely professional technique, quickly shaped a round snowball in his hand that was so perfect that it could be measured with a compass.
He flicked his wrist.
The snowball traced an afterimage in the air, and with a snap, it accurately stuck to Buddy's dog's butt.
Buddy jumped up with a roar and turned around angrily to look for the murderer.
Black Noir, on the other hand, had his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened and continued to look at the snowy scene in front of him expressionlessly.
Lynn looked at this scene and couldn't help but chuckle.
He pulled his scarf up to block the cold wind.
This kind of noisy and headache-inducing daily life is really something that you never get tired of watching.
Just when they were having a great time playing for a few snowballs, the doorbell suddenly rang.