Jeanne was stunned for a moment, didn't understand.
"Contact method… phone number is fine too." Aiden suddenly remembered this was the 21st century, even though it was still the early part, smartphones would be widely popularized in a few more years.
"Oh!" Jeanne reacted, hurriedly took out from her bag a… classic button phone… of course, that was from Aiden's perspective.
Then Jeanne entered the number on the business card, dialed it, and immediately hung up.
"Aiden, I have to find a way to get you a European universal SIM card." Jeanne put away the phone, then said.
Aiden shrugged, "I don't have a green card, only a temporary visa."
Many of the identities given to him by the system were temporary, living here was fine, but getting a card was still a bit of a problem.
"I can help you get a permanent visa." Hearing the two's conversation, Enzo spoke. He was an intelligence dealer, knew many people, including some capable officials.
"Then thanks a lot." Aiden said to him, but he wasn't very concerned about a permanent visa, after all he wouldn't stay here long-term, and in the future would only have one nationality.
Enzo shook his head, "This is nothing, after all you saved my family… Right, you two, any interest in having a meal together, as a way to express my gratitude?"
"No need oh, we're going home to eat." Jeanne held Aiden's arm, immediately rejected Enzo's invitation.
Seeing Jeanne's action, Enzo revealed an expression of realization, nodded, "Since that's the case, then we…"
But Aiden opened his mouth and interrupted him, "Having a meal isn't impossible either, just right, I have something to ask you."
Of course, he couldn't directly ask about Bayonetta and the Hell Bar. He planned to reveal a bit of his intention to this intelligence dealer in front of him, for example that he wanted to take on some demon-exterminating jobs and the like.
This way, after getting familiar, he could find the location of the Hell Bar through Enzo, and also get connected with Bayonetta.
Jeanne of course didn't know what Aiden was thinking. Originally today's nice date was ruined by this incident, so she was a bit gloomy, thus planned that after going home, she'd make a few exquisite French dishes, have a candlelight dinner with Aiden, then explore the process of making babies, to give today's not-so-perfect date a good ending.
But hearing Aiden agree to Enzo's invitation made her even gloomier, and her gaze toward Enzo also became a bit unpleasant.
A witch's gaze was extremely terrifying. Enzo was so stared at that cold sweat burst all over his body, so he hurriedly said, "Ah, um, suddenly remembered, my family has never experienced this kind of thing, tonight I still have to go comfort their emotions, so… this… uh, mister, how about I contact you next time?"
"No problem." Aiden wasn't disappointed either.
Although he knew Enzo changed his mind under Jeanne's pressure, thinking it over, Enzo's family indeed needed comfort, especially those two children. At such a young age, they might develop psychological issues.
"Right, no need to call me mister, just call me Aiden. Mm, and her, Jeanne." Aiden remembered he hadn't introduced himself, so added a sentence.
"Alright, Mr. Aiden." Enzo gratefully gave Aiden a hat-off salute, then placed the hat over his chest, and slightly bowed to Jeanne, "Then we'll take our leave, Miss Jeanne."
"Take care oh!" Jeanne happily waved at him.
"Take care, take care!" Enzo wiped sweat from his forehead, then directly sat into the driver's seat. The driver had run off, so he could only drive himself.
After watching the taxi leave, Aiden looked at Jeanne, who was holding his arm, and lightly sighed.
"Let's go home!"
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By the time they got home, it was already past 8 PM.
And as soon as the door opened, Miss Witch kicked off her high heels without any regard for image, stepping on white over-knee socks that matched her white dress, carrying the groceries bought from the supermarket, charged into the kitchen… well, an open kitchen didn't really need to be "charged into," but she did indeed run all the way there.
"Aiden, wait a moment oh." Jeanne took the vegetables from the paper bag and placed them on the kitchen counter, saying to Aiden who was lowering his head to change shoes.
"Okay!" Aiden simply replied, then took out two pairs of slippers from the bag, one white, one black. The white pair was Jeanne's, the black pair was his.
After putting on his black slippers, Aiden looked at Jeanne, then walked to the kitchen with the white slippers, placed them by Jeanne's feet, and said to her, "Here, put on your shoes."
Jeanne was busy preparing vegetables, upon hearing smiled cheerfully, "You help me put them on."
Aiden glanced at her, "These aren't high heels, just lift your foot a bit."
But Jeanne directly lifted one leg, and her body's flexibility was amazingly good. So with that one move, her foot was right in front of Aiden.
Honestly, although Jeanne had been wearing high heels running around all day, there wasn't the slightest odor on her feet, instead they gave off a faint enchanting fragrance…
Well, Aiden didn't have a foot fetish or any special hobbies, but he did smell a fragrance, and Miss Witch's posture was a bit… ambiguous.
Because she was wearing a dress, when she lifted one leg, the dress naturally slid up to her waist and hips. So naturally, the view under the dress was completely exposed to Aiden.
'White lace-trimmed…' Aiden looked without expression, thinking in his heart.
But seeing Miss Witch's face with an expression that said "if you don't put them on for me, I won't put my foot down," Aiden still slowly squatted down, picked up the slippers, then stood up and helped her put on the corresponding slipper.
"The other foot."
Seeing Jeanne suddenly fall into thought, Aiden reminded her.
Jeanne immediately came to her senses, tossed aside the vegetables in her hands, lightly turned around to face Aiden, then lifted the other leg.
However, just as Aiden was about to hold her foot to put on the slipper, Miss Witch's body suddenly leaned forward, and that long leg directly pressed against his shoulder, making him take a step back involuntarily.
Behind the kitchen table was a row of cabinets. Most of these wooden cabinets stored various tableware, and beside them was a small wine cabinet, with several bottles of unknown-brand red wine.
So when Jeanne pressed on him like that, Aiden crashed into the cabinet, which let out a clattering noise.
Aiden was startled, quickly turned to look, afraid that the crash had knocked over the dishes or wine. After seeing everything was intact, he let out a breath of relief, then turned back to look at Jeanne.
And at that look, he saw Jeanne's flawless, beautiful face was already right in front of him… Without high heels, Jeanne was only a few centimeters shorter than him. Moreover, her foot on the ground was tiptoed now.
In such a situation, Aiden thought of a short video he'd seen before.
"Is this being wall-slammed? A witch's thinking is so ahead of the times?"
But the thought was quickly interrupted by the witch's seductive lips gradually approaching…
A few minutes later, Miss Witch resumed preparing vegetables.
Aiden stood at the side, arms crossed, then raised a hand to touch his bitten lip, the teeth marks hadn't faded yet.
He immediately complained, "If you wanted to kiss, just say so. Why play a sneak attack? If my body wasn't strong enough, with that sudden bite just now, my mouth would've needed at least seven or eight stitches."
"How would I know your first reaction would be to dodge?" Jeanne licked her lips, which also had a row of teeth marks.
Although her sneak attack finally succeeded, due to the awkward posture and Aiden's reflex to dodge, the beginning wasn't smooth, their teeth bumped against each other's lips, leaving the marks.
"Because that's a natural reflex. Who would expect you to suddenly kiss me in that pose? Don't you think it was awkward?" Aiden continued complaining.
But at the same time, he was sighing inside, the witch's body flexibility was truly amazing!
"You don't like that posture? I actually think it was quite nice, because you couldn't escape at all." Miss Witch thought of Aiden's flustered expression during the kiss, couldn't help but smirk, then because her lips hurt, sucked in a breath.
'That posture was great, but maybe shouldn't be used next time…' She thought.
Speaking of which, although Miss Witch was temporarily settled in Country D, she had traveled all over Europe and knew the customs and cuisine of various regions. After all, with five hundred years of life, even a pig should've learned how to bake bread.
Although she was usually a bit casual, today she was very earnest in preparing the dinner. So, after more than half an hour, a relatively rich dinner was ready.
While Aiden helped set the table, Miss Witch walked to the wine cabinet, found a bottle of nearly century-old white wine, one she had impulsively bought long ago when passing through a vineyard in Country F.
Ordinary wine can be stored for ten or so years at most, but for a witch with extraordinary powers, one magic spell could solve everything.
Now, holding the wine bottle, Miss Witch looked back at Aiden who was still plating food. After thinking, she walked into her room, rummaged through boxes, and found a packet of magic potion to pour a bit in.
Then she frowned slightly, 'Seems too little… Our physical constitution is so strong…'
So, she poured in the entire packet, something she had once accidentally obtained from a succubus, supposedly used as an aphrodisiac.
Shaking the wine bottle, waiting for the potion to fully dissolve, she then returned to the dining room holding the bottle.
By now, Aiden had finished setting the table.
Jeanne poured some white wine for herself and Aiden, then lit the candles. After Aiden sat down, she snapped her fingers lightly.
All around the room, black circles appeared. From within the circles, small black hands reached out and turned off all the lights in the room.
"Don't rush to eat, drink a little first."
By the flickering candlelight, Jeanne raised her glass toward Aiden from across the table.
Aiden had no choice but to put down the knife and fork he had just picked up, raised the glass and clinked with Jeanne. But as soon as he took a sip, he felt something was off.
Yet seeing Jeanne down her whole glass in one gulp, he also took a big sip.
Then… he saw Jeanne's silver-gray eyes instantly lose all light, and she dozed off onto the table just like that.
"You… drugged yourself?"
Seeing Jeanne like that, Aiden smelled the remaining liquid in the glass, feeling the discomfort in his body, then sighed heavily, set the glass aside, and looked at her with some frustration.
Then he walked over and carried Jeanne to her room.
Miss Silver-Haired Witch slept very deeply. Even when Aiden took off her dress and socks, she didn't stir at all.
Seeing this, Aiden was even more helpless. He had no idea what Jeanne actually wanted, even if she drugged him to try something, judging from now, it probably wouldn't have much effect.
Unable to figure it out, Aiden sighed again, covered Jeanne with the blanket, then returned to the dining room.
Though the potion in the wine had some effect on him, he hadn't drunk as much as Jeanne, so he could still barely stay awake.
He returned to the dining room to finish the meal. It was already past 9 PM, and he was long hungry.
Like wind sweeping through fallen leaves, he devoured all the food on his plate. Wiping his mouth, he couldn't help but admit Jeanne's cooking was pretty good.
The veal steak was seared perfectly, crisp outside, tender inside. The only pity was, the wine meant to accompany the meal had been drugged. Otherwise, it would've been perfect.
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