NIKKE, When the Milky Way Blossoms

“I’m not Niki.”

Phoenix's tone made it sound like he was describing something perfectly natural.

"Kill those who don't know what's good for them. Kill enough of them, and eventually some will be afraid of death and obey. Besides, how many gangsters are really tough? Have you been watching too many movies?"

The man's words left Viper speechless, and even Kurt, Dolan, and Warren, who were standing nearby, felt a mix of emotions.

Speaking of murder, the big star who accompanied her all the way to the nightclub can vouch for it; her own manager hasn't caused any deaths yet.

To be honest, it's not about killing...

Kurt and Dolan also had something to say.

If they hadn't been smart enough, given the circumstances, if they had dared to shake their heads back then, they would probably be dead by now.

The difference is that Dolan might have died on the spot, while Kurt would have to wait several more years to join him.

"But she is Niki, after all~"

Upon learning that Phoenix's target was the guy selling Niki's combat records, Viper habitually pouted, feigning unappreciated cuteness, and said in a coquettish tone:

"Commander~ I'll help you complete all the previous steps. Please don't let Yuni hit anyone, okay?"

"Row."

Someone ended the call by speaking in a word-by-word manner.

He immediately stood up, ignoring Dolan and Kurt, and after gesturing to Warren, he led her away from the Red Lotus nightclub.

"Agent, are we just going to leave those gangsters and shady businessmen like this?"

Leaving the still overcrowded Alpha District, Warren asked somewhat reluctantly:

"If all else fails, let's report it to the police anonymously."

"It's just a stopgap measure. If the police wanted to intervene, they probably would have done so already."

Having gained a deeper understanding of the corruption within the Ark, Phoenix calmly replied:

"These people are not enough."

"Not enough? Twenty-odd gang members plus a black market merchant, isn't that enough?"

"Hmm, not enough."

Removing the mask, the agent turned back and smiled gently at his superstar.

"It's still early. What's the point of killing so few people? It's like playing house."

Chapter Fifty-Two: A Fragmented Life

"Mikhail, your commander is planning to kill another commander. Aren't you going to try to stop him?"

In the hotel suite, after finishing his phone call, Viper looked meaningfully at his former colleague lying on his side beside him and said:

"If this gets out, you'll all be implicated!"

"Viper, this is the commander's choice."

Mihara remained unmoved by the wicked woman's subtly provocative words.

“Nikki’s highest priority is to obey the commander’s orders, isn’t it?”

“That’s true,” Viper said seductively, pursing her lips. “But as you all know, the degree of control NIMPH exerts on people like you and me varies, doesn’t it?”

“You can just say what you want to say, Viper.” Mihara shifted his body slightly, bringing his face even closer to Sweetie’s.

"Yuni doesn't like to hear roundabout talk, and my commander is actually a man who hates playing riddles with outsiders."

From now on, I suggest you try to communicate with us using our speaking habits.

"That's it~"

Hearing Mihara's frank and direct answer, Viper suddenly said with a hint of excitement, "You should have said so earlier! You made me carefully choose my words all this time."

After saying that, the bad woman added another sentence.

"Mihara, I'm curious, why are you two risking your lives for that commander?"

"By simply telling Shuen or the central government about this, you could have avoided the risk of being formatted."

"secret."

Perhaps because she was thinking of the Commander, Niki's cheeks involuntarily began to flush.

Then, she reached out her left hand and stroked the snake's fair face, returning the same dangerous smile, and said, "Once you become one of us, this problem will no longer be a problem."

"Ara~?"

Just as Viper was about to reply to Mihara's ambiguous remarks that he had no such interest, the bedroom door slowly opened at that moment.

A weary-looking man walked in by himself.

"Walhem has booked a top-tier suite on the 27th floor. The entire floor is occupied by it. If you want to sleep, you can go to her floor."

I'm going to take a shower first.

After giving a few brief instructions, Phoenix grabbed a few essential items of clothing from the closet and glanced at the two women lying on his bed.

"Are you planning to make me sleep on the floor tonight?"

After saying that, the person went straight to the bathroom.

……

……

The combination of hot water and a bathtub is the world's most perfect sleep aid.

If you want something even more perfect, then only a combination of constant-temperature hot water and a large bathtub can achieve that.

The hotel suites that Mastin sponsored for Phoenix successfully achieved this.

The warm water flowed through the bathtub's spa-like apparatus, kneading the commander's body, squeezing out every trace of weariness from his muscles, and soothing his will to resist.

Logically speaking, soaking in water overnight is not healthy and may even be life-threatening.

But reason tells Phoenix that the bathing system here is perfect; once it detects that a user has fallen asleep, the intelligent monitoring system will control the room temperature and drain the hot water from the bathtub.

In this way, whether users wake up from their sleep or choose to continue sleeping, at most they will suffer from a stiff neck, and they will even have a low chance of catching a cold.

therefore……

Despite repeatedly reminding herself not to fall asleep, Phoenix couldn't escape the temptation and eventually drifted off to sleep in the steamy bathtub.

The content of the dream was also quite mysterious.

In a hazy dream, he found himself on a bed in an ancient palace, embracing a modern-day fluffy quilt, feeling the soft yet smooth silk fabric.

It turns out that the sleeping environment of ancient people was not as bad as we imagined.

At least that's how it is in dreams.

Phoenix was half-asleep, thinking this through his mind. Then, he opened his eyes and stared at the figure he was pinning down with one hand and one leg...

Ok……

It turns out to be Mihara.

...

……

.........

"Mihara!!!"

After an unknown amount of time, the person's hazy consciousness finally realized that something was wrong. The weariness that was about to dissipate was instantly swept away, and the person jumped out of bed in surprise.

"The Commander is awake?"

Hearing Phoenix call her name loudly, Mihara, who didn't really need a rest anyway, pretended nothing was wrong and asked with concern:

"Don't you need to sleep a little longer? Although it's almost noon, the commander hasn't had eight hours of sleep yet."

"Where's the snake?!"

Hearing Mihara's concern, the unscrupulous man looked around and his first reaction was to call out another woman's name in front of the woman he was sharing a bed with.

"Hah... This forgotten sorrow and humility is... a painful feeling I've never experienced before."

Faced with the commander's scumbag behavior, a faint blush crept onto Mihara's cheeks, showing no trace of sadness or pain.

“Yuni is watching the snakes in the hall, Commander, don’t worry.”

After receiving a definite reply from Mihara, Phoenix belatedly realized that his behavior just now seemed to have been a little bit unethical.

"Uh……"

Even he, who is usually known for his eloquence, found himself in an awkward situation at this moment.

Severing...