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.

the water, and he had no choice but to lean out of the window to get

hands, for

phone, taking picture after picture of Layton before saying, “Say, ‘Come play,

TV

Anthony smirked.

in amusement. “Don’t shout too loudly,

Layton toiled away by the window. The wind had messed up his silky hair,

a beautiful

then, Layton

He frowned. Water weeds?

was very thin and

felt as if his wrist was being

Layton was elated.

The bait had worked?

They were pretty good with underwater combat,

was impressive enough that they could hold their breath for

just about to

Blake’s voice rang behind him, “It’s

to say that he had this in the bag, he was

second, he saw a pale white hand sticking out of the water to grab his other hand and pull it as

fell into the

he fell, and a piercing cry rang through the

and was able to open his

around to grab the person’s hands instead,

face drained

was a young girl, staring daggers at

What the f*ck, these were some big

swallow a mouthful of water, and before he could

the necklace he was wearing emitted

Layton! Don’t let

his feet

wrists at once, yanking hard.

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

his vision darkened at the corners and

amulet, crying

nailing the

gesture scared the living lights out of Edward and the

that they wouldn’t be able to see

clearly not spirits, but

She was not strong enough yet, and

very thin and slippery, and felt more

water spirits to rest, her amulet wasn’t going to last long enough to nail

words. Her red bracelet was strong

would be enough, Lilly thought