It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

……

"Why are mine the only drinks and milk? Yours is wine!" Bertrand rolled around on the sofa.

"Heh," Gin sneered, "Of course you are underage and cannot drink."

Bertrand, who was making a lot of noise, suddenly stopped and fell face down on the sofa. The next second, he made a "wow" sound.

Gin and others: ...

really.

Gin lifted him up, physically interrupted his spellcasting, and stuffed a can of lemon tea into his hand, "Either lemon tea or milk, your choice."

Bertrand pouted as he held the opened lemon tea, sipped it with his head down, looking gloomy, but in fact he was thinking of some bad ideas on how to get some wine.

Although the last bottle didn’t taste good, what if the other wine tastes good?

Bertrand smacked the sweet and sour taste in his mouth.

As he was thinking, he suddenly looked up at Berry, who seemed calm but was actually trembling with fear. His eyes lit up, and he put down the lemon tea and rummaged in the cat's bag, and took out... a piece of paper.

Gin glanced at the contents of the paper and said: …

All the members present except Bourbon and Berry have seen the paper: ...

Bertrand ran to Berry with a paper and a pen, smiling, and handed the paper to her, "You come and sign this too~ Qin-chan and the others have also signed~"

Berry: ?

I took a look at the contents of the paper:! ?

I voluntarily promise to give my body to Bertrand unconditionally after my death.

This is the only sentence printed on the piece of paper.

The blank space below is filled with dense signatures.

A quick look shows that there are: Gin, Vermouth, Chianti, Curacao, Kiel... and even Scotch, whose undercover identity was discovered, and rye...

Barry: ...

Ah this.

Vermouth supported her head with her hands and watched the scene with a smile on her face.

If they were really dead, their bodies might not be handed over to him, but...

If Bertrand wants an autograph, just give it to him.

Feeling the gazes of others, Barry took the pen tremblingly, took a deep breath, and signed his code name with a fearless attitude.

"Great!" After happily taking back the pen and paper, Bertrand turned to Bourbon and handed him the pen and paper again, his meaning was obvious.

Bourbon:…

Seeing 'Scotch' in the corner, Bourbon lowered his eyelids, concealing his slightly trembling eyes, and then calmly signed his code name.

After happily putting the paper and pen back into his bag, Bertrand returned to his seat to drink lemon tea and eat snacks.

It can be said that the welcome party was a little lively, but not much.

After all, it was just an ordinary chat, an exploratory chat, and an irrelevant chat.

Click.

The sound of a door opening.

Everyone was attracted over there instantly.

A man wearing a black cloak and a hood, whose face could not be seen, appeared in everyone's sight.

Bourbon secretly looked around at the others and found that they were all more or less surprised, and he was instantly amazed.

There is actually someone who can surprise this group of people...?

"It's so lively." The voice processed by the voice changer sounded a little hoarse, but not unpleasant.

"Asti? Why did you suddenly appear?" Chianti's voice was obviously full of surprise.

Bechfinger: Of course it was Bertrand who called me.

"Do I need to report my presence to you one by one?"

"Well, that's not the case..."