Team villains except me

When Norvia returned to the cafe, Gonia and Menelo were talking happily and there was no longer any barrier between them.

The warm sunlight of Illugen soaked through the sweater Norvia was wearing. In her hands, Norvia was holding the shawl that Markitrinzen and Lulu had brought for her.

Malki is also a member of the Illugin Alliance, but Norvia has never met him. However, Norvia always receives gifts from him from all over the world.

Norvia was unwilling to accept these gifts. She always felt guilty about them. She didn't need others' pity and sympathy, but she couldn't refuse love.

Then she returned to the cafe with the heavy shawl in her hand and saw the concerned looks that Gonia and Menelo gave her.

She felt her mother's presence in this continued love.

"Nolvaya, have Lin Cen and Lulu left?"

Gonia asked this and stood up and put on her coat.

“I had a great time talking to Menillo, but I have something else to do later, so I should leave now.

Norvia, the pudding in this cafe is very special. I have ordered one. You can eat it here or take it home. "

Norvia was already used to being fed by Gonia. She naturally told where Lin Cen and Lulu were hanging out, then walked outside the cafe with Gonia, and only came back after Gonia had gone far away.

Menelo envied their intimacy.

When Norvia returned to the cafe, Menillo handed Norvia the cafe's menu.

Norvia's first reaction was to decline. Then she turned the menu around and asked Meniluo what she wanted to eat.

Meniluo felt delicately sad about this difference. She knew that Norvia was full of kindness towards her, but this kindness was strange and distant. Meniluo was somewhat unwilling to accept it.

"Nolvaya, can you make some requests of me? For example, what kind of beautiful jewelry do you want, what do you want to eat, what do you want to play... Do you have any wishes that I can fulfill?"

Nolvia was stunned for a moment, then she shook her head.

“I’m really doing well now.”

"…You don't need me."

Meniluo was a little sad. She didn't know what else she could do. She felt that Gonia had taken up everything and she showed up too late.

Norvia guessed what Meniluo was thinking. After thinking about it, she made a request to Meniluo.

"Can I take my teammates to see an opera?"

Meniluo's eyes gradually brightened up. She was obviously much happier.

"Of course! Anytime! Will you introduce me to your teammates?"

"Will do."

Menelot recovered completely.

……

The joys and sorrows of the world are not the same.

Garcia would never straighten his spine again.

He felt cold all over, as cold as ice. His arms were like lead, and he couldn't lift them, nor could he pick up the communicator to send a message to Hugh.

He squatted on the ground with difficulty, touching the golden cup that he had dropped and was deformed.

He has been following Huett these days. Huett is very busy, and he has also been assigned some simple tasks beside Huett.

His job today was to take inventory of the artworks recently sent from other countries to be exhibited at the Remiaz Royal Court.

His job was simple, he just had to put the labels on. But he still messed it up.

He didn't even remember how this incident happened. His memory was blank. Only the deformed golden cup lying on the ground reminded him of what had happened.

Garcia couldn't make a sound. He wanted to run away, he wanted to leave, he even wanted to put the gold cup back where it was and pray that no one would find it.

Many people have touched this golden cup before him, so he doesn't need to be responsible for it... No.

Garcia knelt on the ground in agony, his forehead pressed against the cold tile. He couldn't convince himself. His meanness was stimulating his embarrassment.

He didn't understand why he always did such things. How could he face Huett. Huett let him work, Huett treated him well, but he just betrayed Huett's trust and caused Huett such a big loss. Should Huett apologize? Because if Huett apologized, he would be like a shame brought by Huett.

Garcia didn't want to face all this, because he thought again that he couldn't afford to pay for the gold cup.

Garcia could hear his own rapid heartbeat nervously. At the same time, he also heard——

The sound of footsteps approaching from afar.