Infinite: Starting from Resident Evil

Bayonetta glanced at him, pointed to the bottle of brandy, and threatened, "If you say even one wrong word, I'll shove this bottle down your throat."

She originally wanted to say she would put it up his anus, but after thinking about it, she decided to be more reserved.

Faced with Bayonetta's threat, Enzo shrank back and whispered, "Don't overthink it. What I mean is, why don't we play a game of cards together, Texas Hold'em, or Thirteen Cards, it doesn't matter."

“Sorry, I’m not interested in gambling.” Shen Ye shook his head.

Bayonetta nodded in agreement: "Me too."

Enzo sighed, looking regretful: "What a pity, I thought it would increase our income!"

After saying that, he took another big gulp of wine, then twisted the bottle and staggered toward the wine cellar, muttering to himself, "It's really boring being with you guys. I'd better go talk to Rodin. At least he won't blame me for saying the wrong thing."

Once Enzo closed the cellar door, the bar finally quieted down. Shen Ye and Bayonetta both breathed a sigh of relief; they could finally have some peace and quiet.

The two then drank in silence, neither of them speaking, creating a very quiet atmosphere in the bar.

Although Shen Ye also found Enzo long-winded, he didn't like overly quiet occasions, especially since they were in a bar. He felt that they should play some music, something soft, or find a topic to chat about with Bayonetta, but he didn't know how to start.

He's really bad at finding topics to talk about.

Fortunately, luck was on his side. Just as he finished his drink and was wondering whether he should take another bottle from the liquor cabinet like Bayonetta or Enzo did, Bayonetta, who was only two steps away from him, actually asked, "Would you like another drink?"

"May I?"

Taking the opportunity to ask a question, Shen Ye turned his head to look at Bayonetta, only to find that she was squinting at him, seemingly having been watching him for a long time.

Upon hearing Shen Ye's question, Bayonetta smiled, her features, which were much softer than Joan of Arc's, giving her a slightly alluring look. However, she didn't speak, but simply pushed the bottle of brandy in front of Shen Ye.

Shen Ye picked up the bottle and poured himself a full glass. Just as he was about to push the bottle back, he realized that Bayonetta had already sat down next to him.

At such close range, the scent of rosemary emanating from the black-haired witch instantly overwhelmed the aroma of alcohol emanating from the glass, causing Shen Ye to wrinkle his nose slightly. This reminded him of the steak that Joan of Arc had made for him a few days ago, which contained rosemary.

Although Shen Ye's wrinkling of his nose was very subtle, it was still noticed by Bayonetta, who had been watching him closely. She chuckled and said, "It smells nice, doesn't it?"

Shen Ye was a little unsure how to respond to this. He couldn't very well say that her scent reminded him of steak, could he? But he still nodded honestly: "The steak I ate a few days ago had rosemary in it."

As a mature and sophisticated woman, the black-haired witch's words were anything but simple. She chuckled and said, "You mean you think I taste delicious?"

"We'll only know after we try." Now that the topic has been brought up, Shen Ye can naturally find a way to respond.

Faced with Shen Ye's answer, a hint of surprise flashed in the black-haired witch's eyes: "I thought Easterners were all very reserved."

Shen Ye shrugged: "We're in the US, that kind of thing isn't allowed here."

“You’re very interesting.” Bayonetta was silent for a moment, then suddenly replied with a smile, “You’re not the dull type.”

"Because it's hard for a dull man to find a wife, would you want to be with a quiet, withdrawn person?" Shen Ye countered.

Upon hearing this, Bayonetta actually paused to think for a moment, then shook her head vigorously: "Of course not."

Then she asked, "So you're recommending yourself?"

"I'm quite aware of my personal charm, so I don't need to recommend myself to women," Shen Ye replied shamelessly. "I've always been popular with women."

Bayonetta blinked and said with amusement, "I didn't realize you were so popular with women, you shouldn't be here alone."

Shen Ye blinked and glanced at the black-haired witch with a questioning look: "Aren't you a woman?"

Bayonetta didn't seem to mind Shen Ye's gaze sweeping over her entire body; she simply asked, "Is this how you always flirt with women in bars?"

Shen Ye smiled and said, "It seems like you were the one who initiated the conversation, Miss Sister."

Bayonetta was stunned for a moment, realizing that it really was she who had taken the initiative to strike up a conversation with Shen Ye... no, it should be said that she had taken the initiative to chat.

Then she narrowed her eyes, like a feline spotting its prey: "I wasn't trying to flirt with you, I just wanted to chat."

“Miss, striking up a conversation and asking someone to chat are just different words, but the meanings are almost the same. You should say you want to discuss it with me,” Shen Ye said, deliberately confusing the issue.

This was the first time Bayonetta had encountered such a difficult person. She stared at the man before her and nodded: "Alright, we're having a discussion, so what do you want to discuss?"

"You took the initiative, shouldn't you be the one saying what you want to discuss?" Shen Ye retorted again, feeling that his ability to deal with women had improved significantly.

Bayonetta was somewhat annoyed: "A proper gentleman shouldn't argue with a lady about these things."

Shen Ye nodded, then reminded her, "But I'm not a gentleman. We don't talk about that in our country. Besides, even a lady shouldn't dress like you."

“But this is the United States, as you just said.” Bayonetta waved her hand forcefully to make her tone more persuasive.

This time, Shen Ye was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, Sister, why don't we discuss how to raise stray cats into house cats?"

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Chapter 511! The Witch! Bayonetta

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After Shen Ye said this, Bayonetta fell silent again. Then she looked at Shen Ye, and although she still had a faint smile on her face, her gaze became dangerous.

After a while, she finally spoke: "Cats are very difficult animals to tame. Even if you adopt her, she will never treat you as her owner."

The black-haired witch used the word "she" instead of "it," so Shen Ye naturally understood that the witch was talking about him. Of course, if the witch knew Chinese, Shen Ye would have to think about who this "she" was referring to. Obviously, homophones in Chinese are easier to confuse than in English, but that also shows the foresight of our ancestors. If everyone in the world knew Chinese, then certain organizations wouldn't need to stir up trouble with gender-based names.

However, Shen Ye was not sure if Bayonetta knew that he had discovered her identity, of course, referring to her transformation into a cat. So he shook his head and made up a story: "You're using this 'her' very well, you know? A neighbor in our country likes to adopt cats, especially stray cats, believing that they will repay a debt of gratitude."

Bayonetta was clearly not a homebody; she didn't understand Shen Ye's words and immediately asked in confusion, "Cats repay kindness? How do they repay kindness?"

"Become a catgirl." Shen Ye gestured to his chest with his hand: "Become a catgirl loli this tall, very cute, and then marry the owner who adopted her."

Then he glanced at the witch in front of him, shook his head, and said with feigned regret, "You're too tall. If you were a cat, you'd have to be at least a tiger, or maybe a leopard. Of course, I'd prefer you to be a fox or a snake."

The black-haired witch was speechless at Shen Ye's words. Apart from not being a homebody, she clearly hadn't heard of the Eastern legend of foxes and snakes repaying kindness.

However, the black-haired witch still managed to understand Shen Ye's meaning. She pinched her brow and said irritably, "I think I understand what you're trying to say. In our Western world, similar legends are usually not good stories, and the heroines aren't cute creatures like cats or foxes. So do you know what it is?"

"I don't know." Shen Ye shook his head vigorously.

“Sheep.” Bayonetta gave a meaningful smile.

"Uh... okay, I can imagine what you're talking about, but it's not the same thing I'm talking about." Shen Ye tried to forget the unpleasant images in his mind and said with a frown, "Let's continue talking about cats."

“Okay!” Bayonetta nodded, then looked at Shen Ye’s untouched glass of wine and said, “But before we discuss this, could you please finish your drink? It’s on me.”

"Do you have to pay for drinks here?" Shen Ye picked up his glass, frowned, and took a big gulp. No matter how many times he drank it, he never liked this sweet foreign liquor.

“Mr. Cat, we’re talking about cats, don’t change the subject. Also, Rodin is dead. I’ve worked here for twenty years, this bar should belong to me.” Bayonetta suddenly raised her voice, as if she wanted to inform someone.

However, Shen Ye's focus was not on this. He frowned and said, "Miss, don't give people random nicknames."

"Isn't this nickname nice, Mr. Cat?" The black-haired witch rested her chin on her hand, looking at the man in front of her, showing no intention of changing her address.

"Of course, this reminds me of the nickname someone gave me a few days ago," Shen Ye said with a troubled expression, thinking to himself, "Why do witches always like to give people nicknames?"

"Is it also related to cats?" The black-haired witch asked with a curious look.

“Yes.” Shen Ye nodded.

"Could it be Mr. Cat too?" The black-haired witch became even more curious.

Shen Ye shook his head: "No, it's a Cheshire Cat."

Bayonetta paused, a thoughtful expression on her face: "Also a woman?"

"Hmm, she's a woman too." Shen Ye stared at the black-haired witch, trying to see from her eyes whether she remembered something, but the witch's next sentence made him give up.

"I didn't expect her to be a woman who likes Cheshire Cats as much as I do," Bayonetta said with great interest.

Then she stared at Shen Ye, and after a while, she suddenly shook her head: "No, that nickname has already been given to someone else."

“I’ll continue to call you Mr. Cat,” Bayonetta continued, “or Cat Lover.”

"Actually, 'cat lover' isn't a good term where we're from," Shen Ye said expressionlessly.

"Then Mr. Cat."

“I have a name. You can call me Shen, just like Enzo.”

"It's not as good as Mr. Cat."

"..."

Taking a deep breath, Shen Ye slowly said, "Let's change the subject."

"But you were the one who said we should talk about cats, weren't you?" A smile appeared in the black-haired witch's eyes; she was pleased to have the upper hand verbally.

Shen Ye said sullenly, "I suddenly don't like cats anymore."

“Cats are so cute, how can you not like them?” Bayonetta’s smile widened.

“Because you can’t tame them.” Shen Ye glanced at her.

"Have you ever owned a cat?" Bayonetta suddenly asked.

"It seems... no." Shen Ye thought for a moment and gave an uncertain answer. Although Joan of Arc would occasionally turn into a cat to play with him, she was still a human after all.

"Then why did you say you can't tame someone?" Bayonetta asked, tilting her head as she licked a lollipop she'd pulled out of nowhere.

"You said it yourself, okay?" Shen Ye decided to use the same tactics Bayonetta had used on him to deal with her.

But he had clearly forgotten that Bayonetta was a woman, and a witch at that. She looked puzzled and asked, "When did I say that?"

"Just now, you said that cats are very difficult to tame. Have you forgotten?" Shen Ye asked irritably.

“Did I say that?” Bayonetta blinked, looking as innocent as a real nun. “Sorry, I forgot.”