Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Layton did not know what to say. “What’s our mission today, Mr. Macneil?”

Blake said, “We’re going to lure someone out. They’ve seen Lilly and I before, so we can’t show ourselves. You’re going to lure it out.”

“I remember you’re pretty good at swimming, aren’t you? You’ve done an underwater battle before.”

Layton nodded his head. This was all not a problem.

But…

“Has that person seen me before? He asked solemnly.

Which enemy was this? Was it a prisoner on the loose?

Mr. Macneil was clearly so concerned!

Yet Blake stopped short, before saying. “No, they haven’t seen you.”

Layton was speechless.

So what was the point of him dressing up like this!

As if he could guess what Layton was thinking, Blake rattled off some nonsense off the top of his head at once. “This outfit’s to protect you. It’ll ward off evil spirits.”

Layton thought to himself, Thanks, so so much.

The ferry puttered off onto the river, spinning around slowly on the water.

“What are we going to do now?” Layton covered his face.

Blake was comfortably reclined on the couch, his arms spread out and his legs crossed.

“See that window?” he said. “Open it, and stick your head out.”

The ferry had been designed for the river tour. The second floor was the dock, with comfortable sofas. In the cabin was a minibar, with a window made of glass that could be opened.

Layton opened the window, and stuck his head out.

Lilly took off her shoes and climbed onto the sofa, copying the way Blake was sitting with her limbs stretched out. “Then you need to stick your arms out, and play with the water.”

Layton was baffled by it.

Crossdressing, sticking his head out of a window, and now playing with the water.

Why did something feel strangely off?

Whatever. A mission was a mission, and Layton was on one.

distance from the water, and he had no choice but to lean out of the

hands, for

phone, taking picture after

on TV said

Anthony smirked.

amusement. “Don’t shout too loudly,

Layton toiled away by the

a beautiful

Layton

He frowned. Water weeds?

thin and slippery, and felt

he felt as if his wrist

Layton was elated.

The bait had worked?

was this? They were pretty

they could hold their breath for so long, and they were so strong

coldly, and was just about to yank the force dragging him

him, “It’s

he had this in the bag, he

white hand sticking out of the

into the water with

and a piercing cry rang through the air, “Help… someone’s fallen

and was able to open his eyes

the person’s hands instead, yanking harshly to see who

sight that greeted him was a pale face drained of all

it was a young girl, staring daggers at

What the f*ck, these were some big water

calm of a person as Blake was. The shock made him swallow a mouthful of water,

emitted a faint

Layton! Don’t let her

his feet

once, yanking hard. With

bodies were dragged out of the water, landing onto the boat with a

could react, his vision darkened at the

the amulet, crying

out, nailing the two corpses who

living lights out of Edward and the

thought they were dealing with ‘spirits’ here. Which meant that they wouldn’t be able to see

these two were clearly

remembered what her Master had said. She was not strong enough yet, and shouldn’t take care of spirits on her own.

it was very thin and

wasn’t going to last long enough to nail them to the both. Her

remembered her Master’s words. Her red bracelet was

be enough, Lilly