Miss Riddler just wants to level up in peace.

"Hey, is there any?"

“It’s all written on his face.”

Bronya coldly retorted, glancing at Kiana from time to time.

"My face? There's nothing on my face!"

Theresa leaned closer, showing great interest in the girls' little secrets.

"Kiana, how long have you been dating Nightingale?"

Bronya asked the most intriguing question in the most ordinary of words.

"Dating?"

Theresa was stunned. When did this happen?

"Bronya, what are you talking about? Nothing happened between us!"

"Silly Kiana has grown up. She can lie without hesitation, and her words are 60% more firm than usual."

Holding the soft, cuddly Homura in her arms, Bronya kept looking Kiana up and down.

They took two steps forward and looked at each other.

The girl stared intently into the other person's eyes.

It took her a while to come to a conclusion.

"Confirmation complete, no signs of hypnosis."

"Bronya, you're acting strange today."

Kiana asked, puzzled, but the aroma of the food immediately put her doubts aside.

When it comes to being cheerful and optimistic, no one can compare to her.

One question is resolved, but a new one arises; everything in the world is constantly in motion.

Bronya looked toward the room on the far right; this time, it was her turn to take charge.

Tomorrow is the weekend, so tonight is the perfect time.

.

.....

In the room, Ziyao woke up from her deep sleep.

My phone chimed with a notification that I had received a new message.

The wallpaper is a picture of herself in white stockings.

The screen displayed a message from Otto, who, as the Bishop of Destiny, was extremely busy every day and had little free time.

Aside from what happened today, Ziyao couldn't think of any other reason why he would send her a message.

Could it be that my identity has been exposed?

With a hint of doubt, I lightly tapped the screen with my pale fingers and opened the program.

[Are you there? Let's see Karen.]

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Volume 1: Chapter 38 Night Raid

"Your Excellency, why do you intend to reclaim the power of the Far East Branch?"

"Lady Theresa cares deeply about this place; she's worried sick about it."

Rita felt it was unlikely that the events at the North American branch would repeat themselves here.

In the empty office, the maid sat by the window, enjoying the moonlight all to herself.

As the year draws to a close, the night air grows increasingly cool.

“You’re mistaken, Rita.”

"I have a feeling that I am getting closer and closer to my grand vision. The changing times and the metabolism are objective natural laws."

"You're planning to...?"

“That’s right. Let her learn how to solve problems first. Sooner or later, my lovely granddaughter will take this position.”

"Maintaining stability is more important to leaders than expanding their influence."

Otto was well aware of Theresa's level of ability, so he didn't set his sights too high.

"Your Excellency is wise."

In Rita's eyes, although the bishop's methods were somewhat extreme, Schicksal's ability to successfully fight against the Honkai so far was all thanks to him. He was a leader worthy of being remembered in history.

Durandal shared the same view, which was one of the reasons they submitted to fate.

.

...

Open the program.

[Otto: Are you there? Check on Karen.]

White stockings are a sign of good civilization: ...

That guy is really persistent.

Ziyao was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond, so she simply turned off her phone.

Upon opening the system interface, she discovered she had an extra 700 crystals.

Meow meow meow?

What's going on? Could it be something I said before?

She's been busy with work lately, and apart from fooling Yang, she hasn't specifically gone online to check it out.

At first, Ziyao didn't realize that Yang was Walter.

He seemed quite clever and knowledgeable; no wonder he was a learned history professor.

So he often dragged Himeko to restaurants to eat, drink, and chat, and could probably earn 200 crystals a night.

The night before last, Ziyao glanced at his computer unintentionally when she got off work, and that's when she came to her senses.

Oh no, the Herald of Reason is right next to me.

Thinking back to what she had said before, such as "Inverse Entropy is just a joke," "I could do it too," and "Warm wine to cut the waves and wet the slave"... Ziyao couldn't help but feel a little numb.

Yes, it's Himeko's fault...

After having a few drinks, I got a little tipsy myself.

The next table was even more impressive: four drunk men were holding hands and dancing with a dog from the street, all under surveillance.

A new text message popped up with a ding.

Himeko: I have a day off tomorrow, wanna go out for dinner together?

White stockings are a sign of good civility: No drinking this time!

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door.

"Teacher Nightingale, are you awake?"

"Okay, wait a moment."

Ziyao tossed the damp, undried panties from the bedside table into the laundry basket and opened the bedroom door.

Bronya stood in front of the door, behind which was the bustling kitchen, filled with delicious aromas.

stare.....

The girl's gaze remained fixed on her without any attempt to conceal it.

"what happened?"

“…”

Bronya didn't answer.

while eating.

The girl's gaze kept drifting over, and Kiana was one of her targets.

Ziyao remained silent, unsure of what to say.

When Kiana saw Ziyao, her face flushed slightly. She pretended not to care and talked to herself, praising Mei's cooking skills.

Theresa was very concerned about the sweet atmosphere between them and observed everyone's expressions.

As the dishes were served, Mei took off her apron.

She was the only unrelated person, yet she was the center of the entire incident from the very beginning.

Mei looked at everyone, somewhat puzzled. What had happened today?

Why does everyone look so strange?

"Is Kiana also participating in training tomorrow?"

Beneath the warm and cozy surface, undercurrents are swirling, and everyone harbors their own secret thoughts.

"Yes, I want to become a powerful A-rank Valkyrie!"

Recalling the attack at noon, Kiana clenched her fists; she didn't want to be a burden to others anymore.

"Getting up early on weekends must be tiring, right?"

Mei was a little surprised. Kiana was rarely this diligent; she usually got up very late on weekends.

"Yeah, silly Kiana has grown up."

Bronya put down her chopsticks; her true intention was not what she was looking for.