After the group wear, I became the group darling of the big guys

"Oh, hello." Shi Ning decided to give him the cold shoulder. According to the information, since he came over to chat with them, it meant that he had already investigated most of the information they had revealed.

"Are you unwilling to get to know me?" Fyodor smiled and said meaningfully, "Or am I not a bargaining chip now enough to get you to pay more attention to me?"

chips?

Shi Ning glanced at the young man's pretty profile. What other information could have slipped away from her classmates?

"So, what's the matter?" Shi Ning closed her eyes in annoyance. It was the first day of her wonderful vacation, and she didn't want to be involved in this copy of the power struggle.

"My bargaining chip is, of course, the 'book'. It's a torn page kept by the Special Powers Division. Your plan - should also be useful."

The reason why Fyodor made this judgment was actually very simple. No matter what kind of organization it was or what their purpose was, after they set foot in the city of Yokohama, their only goal was "books".

As long as it is logical, anything written on it can come true - what a perfect wishing machine with no side effects, no one can resist the feeling that the dream world is at their fingertips.

Shi Ning was not surprised by Fyodor's offer of such a bargaining chip, and even looked down upon Fyodor's intelligence network. Wow, they in Teyvat had long known that the remaining pages of the "book" were in the Supernatural Business Department.

A subtle sense of pride also made Shi Ning feel much better. The most intuitive feeling was that she was willing to be nice to Feodor.

Fyodor raised his eyebrows, then smiled: "I see, there are also undercover agents in the Special Powers Department... You guys are a little beyond my expectations."

Although mice can dig holes in the special forces department, due to the presence of hounds with a keen sense of smell, their covert agents are basically killed one by one, leaving no survivors.

"Then what? There is no way to trade these chips on an equal footing that we already know about." Shi Ning said lazily. She seemed to suddenly remember something and continued, "Oh, you have to give me one more condition."

Fyodor tilted his head, revealing a slightly embarrassed expression: "Why?"

"Because you blew up my car, this is compensation for mental damage." Shi Ning said righteously, and claimed the blown-up car as his own without blinking an eye.

Fyodor just nodded with a smile and did not refute. He stood up. He was obviously a criminal with a high IQ, but he insisted on pretending to be a gentle and elegant nobleman. It's not that he didn't look like one, but to Shi Ning, who already knew his true nature, it seemed like an ugly imitation.

"It seems that I was not well prepared this time, Miss Shi Ning. Next time I will bring your favorite chips." Fyodor paused in turning around, he turned his head, his tone still gentle, but it gave people a suffocating feeling as if he was entangled by a poisonous snake and unable to break free.

"He only has a face that's worth looking at." Shi Ning muttered to himself as he watched Fyodor leave.

"So you are here, Miss Shi Ning."

A few minutes after Fyodor left, Shi Ning, who had just started enjoying the sunbath, was covered by a shadow again.

With an exaggeratedly sweet voice and a tall but thin figure, Shi Ning knew who it was without even thinking about it. After all, she had just heard this voice a few days ago.

It's Dazai Osamu.

His nose twitched and he made an expression of disgust, and even put his hand in front of his nose and fanned it, looking disgusted.

"Wow, beautiful Miss Shi Ning, you really stink around me. It smells like a rat running around in a sewer."

Shi Ning looked at the man who disturbed her sunbathing with a half-smile: "Yes, it is indeed a mouse, a mouse from Siberia. What are you going to do? Ask a cat to come?"

Dazai Osamu tilted his head. He was always good at observing people's expressions. He immediately squatted on the ground and looked up at Shi Ning with an innocent expression: "No need to invite a cat. I am also a kind of cat."

As he spoke, he clenched one hand into a fist and placed it next to his face, blinked, and meowed.

The lifelike cat's meow was even more delicate than Dazai Osamu's. Shi Ning was instantly mesmerized by the cat's meow. His hands, as if they had self-awareness, became uncontrollable and touched Dazai Osamu's soft black hair.

She looked down at Dazai Osamu, watching him rub her palm docilely. Even though she knew that this evil-minded man was just making a deal with her, but——

This feeling of controlling others is really fascinating.

Her palm lingered on the back of Dazai's neck. In order to comply with her desire for control, Dazai even leaned back on purpose, and his fair and slender neck was almost handed over to Shi Ning.

"Let her go, you sneaky cat!" Gojo Satoru changed out of his teacher's uniform that hadn't changed for thousands of years. The straight black suit showed off the young man's figure perfectly. He didn't wear an eye mask, but a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, revealing his bright blue eyes. His white hair was scattered messily on his forehead, as if he had undergone a major image transformation.

However, when he looked at Fushiguro Megumi, who was grabbed by the collar and sweating profusely, Shi Ning instantly understood why Gojo Satoru was so abnormally handsome today.

Before Fushiguro Megumi could retract his dead fish eyes, he was startled by Gojo Satoru's roar. The originally lively deck suddenly became silent, and everyone was looking at this place.

"You thieving cat, get off Xiao Ningning's lap right now!" Then, Gojo Satoru looked at Shi Ning again, "I've only been away for a short while, and you already have a new cat?! What's the matter? Can't I, your cat, satisfy you? Or are you tired of me?"

Dazai Osamu narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze moved slightly, and he glanced at Shi Ning and Gojo Satoru roughly, and the bad factor surfaced in his mind again.

The more chaotic this drama is, the better. I am just adding some spice to its burning.

The timid little black cat shrank back and called out weakly: "Sister, who is this brother? He is so fierce, he scared me."

Shi Ning looked at the young man in a daze. Gojo Satoru's neck moved forward again, and Shi Ning subconsciously stroked it again.

"What does this mean? Two little pets fighting for one master?"

"What little pet? You really don't know them? The black-haired one is Mr. Dazai Osamu, a leader of the Port Mafia, and the other one is the head of the Gojo family."

"Cool, let me see which god took down these two people..."

At this moment, the discussions around were getting louder and louder, and more and more people were showing up. If this continued, this would no longer be a secret mission.

Sure enough, gossip is a good way to bring everyone closer together.