My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera) novel Chapter 2036

"Hey! Wake up!" Nash shook Mosley awake.

"We're here. Time to get off the plane."

"Huh? What do you mean 'get off the plane?" Mosley mumbled, standing up groggily.

The two of them arrived in the Land of Nion smoothly. As soon as they got off the plane, they sensed something was off.

"See what I mean, Master Nash? Things aren't going to be easy here."

"Tsk, these Nihons."

"What do we do? Run or something?" Mosley yawned, asking nonchalantly.

"Let's pretend we didn't see them. They probably won't dare make a move. If they want to stare, let them stare their fill," Nash said casually. "We don't have much to do anyway, so let's just walk around and lead them on a bit."

"Got it. I'll follow your lead, Master Nash."

They wandered the streets for a long time.

"Master Nash, I'm thirsty. I need some water," Mosley pointed to a convenience store.

"Huh? Go buy it yourself!" Nash retorted.

"Come on, I don't have any money. Please, Master Nash. You can't let me die of thirst."

"I can," Nash replied bluntly.

Mosley hurriedly grabbed Nash's arm.

"No, no, Master Nash, please! Help me out. I spent all my money on the plane ticket. I really have no money left!"

"That's not my problem," Nash said, starting to walk away.

"Wait, wait, Master Nash. Listen to me, please..."

Suddenly, Mosley bumped into a passerby behind him, causing the person's groceries to spill all over the ground.

Mosley quickly turned to apologize.

Hearing this, Alfius became excited too.

"Really?! That's great! That's so great!"

"Wait!" Mosley suddenly shouted. "I don't understand what you guys are saying, but can we pick up the food from the ground first?"

"Huh? You care about the strangest things..." Nash muttered, but he still bent down to help pick up the spilled pasta.

Afterward, to make up for the mishap, Nash bought more food for Alfius. Mosley also managed to get himself a bottle of soda.

"Hey, you should cut down on these high-sugar beverages," Nash admonished.

"Don't worry, Master Nash. I've been drinking these for ten years and I'm perfectly fine."

"You..." Nash shook his head and then turned to Alfius. "By the way, Alfius, what are you doing here?"

"Huh? I… I'm a local," Alfius replied.

"Master Nash, if you can't make conversation, maybe you shouldn't try," Mosley teased, noting the awkwardness of Nash's question.