Zongman: Flandre's Room at the Beginning

"Really? You're asking for this kind of reward! You're harassing me, aren't you? Mr. Wang Lin."

"It's just rubbing my face and head, is that that serious?"

"Hmph... Is it really that serious or not?"

In the lounge of the Federal Student Union building, Wang Lin was asking for the reward he had requested.

It’s a very simple thing, just rub the president’s face and then touch the president’s head.

When Puanarola first heard that Wang Lin only wanted this reward, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't react until the man came and just thought it was a joke.

Then Wang Lin got started...

Until now when she let go of her hands, Puanarola's eyes became very complicated, which seemed to contain multiple meanings such as resentment, expectation, and aftertaste.

"Well~! Whether it's necessary or not depends on your opinion, President. I'm ready to leave! Do you want a hug?"

"Ahaha, even though you're asking me, haven't you already brought it up?"

"But you don't seem to be resisting. Okay! That's all for now. Let's go. If you need anything, contact me on Taoxin."

"Well, goodbye... You're really decisive! Wang Lin."

Seeing a living person disappear from her sight, Puanarola did not show much surprise, as if she was used to it.

After waiting for a while, Puanarola lay on the bed and rolled around in her quilt.

While hugging the quilt, she remembered the feeling of being touched on the head and hugged just now.

"But this feeling... is quite comfortable. It seems not bad?"

"President, we've detected that you're secreting adrenaline. Please calm down and stay calm."

"Ahem! Ahem! Um... Prana-chan, when did you start listening to it?"

"From the beginning."

"Eh--?!!"

...

[In a previous major case, the murderer has not yet been caught, and there are no clues. What do you think, officer?]

[We haven't yet identified the culprit, but we believe it won't be long before our police department apprehends him. Please don't worry too much.]

[Since Officer Tianmu said so...]

[...]

“I haven’t caught him yet…”

"Yes, you must be careful. Maybe the criminal has no clues recently and is looking for his next target. Zhihua, don't go out alone, understand?"

"I know, Dad."

【Tomoka Minato: The criminal hasn't been found yet.】

[Matsuko Chika: Brother Wang Lin, do you think the perpetrator of that massacre will attack someone else again?]

[Sailor Moon: Don't worry about that. You guys will be fine.]

[Minato Chika: What? You're speaking in such a definitive tone, as if you, Brother Wang Lin, are the criminal.]

Sailor Moon: I'm not that person, but I know who it is! I can promise I won't attack you.

【Minato Chika: Huh?】

[Minato Chika: Wait, Brother Wang Lin? You're not...helping the criminal, are you?]

[Sailor Moon: You don't need help! And you've all seen people do this before.]

【Minato Chika: Have we met before?】

[Tomoka Minato: Um... could it be Miss Yuma? ]

[Sailor Moon: No, it's Fran! ]

【Minato Chika: What? 】

【Tomoka Minato: Um...are you kidding me?】

【Minato Tomoka: And even though this has already happened, why are you still doing this?】

[Sailor Moon: Simply put, I also support this matter. ]

【Minato Chika:...】

[Sailor Moon: Because it's a group of human traffickers, or maybe more than one.]

"Even so, even so, we should..."

She wanted to send the typed text, but when she saw that the other party was typing, she hesitated and started waiting.

[Sailor Moon: If she were just an ordinary little girl, it wouldn't be as simple as being sold off. We don't know what would happen to her after she was captured or before she was sold off.]

[Sailor Moon: Chika, think about it. If you were kidnapped by the enemy, it would be the next day before your family discovered you were missing.]

Sailor Moon: Then call the police. Finding clues in this country with so little surveillance is a hassle. It'll probably take at least a week to find the person.

[Sailor Moon: What do you think will happen to a cute little girl during this period of time?]

"..."

After silently deleting the text on the typing box, Minato Chika began to type something new.

[Tomoka Minato: That’s too scary...]

[Sailor Moon: Right!]

Sailor Moon: And with the speed at which the police are responding here, this time might even get longer. If we miss the golden hour, we might never find the person.

[Tomoka Minato: That's true, but... Miss Fran is so young and yet she can do such a thing. It seems a little scary.]

[Sailor Moon: Um, how old do you think Fran is? ]

【Minato Chika: It should be smaller than us, right?】

[Sailor Moon: No no no, Flandre is already 496 years old this year! ]

【Minato Chika: Huh?】

Sailor Moon: Ah, didn't I tell you? She's a demon-vampire hybrid.

【Minato Chika: No...】

【Sailor Moon: Oh, okay, now I tell you. 】

【Minato Chika: I feel...】

[Sailor Moon:?]

[Minato Chika: It feels like there are many things about Brother Wang Lin that I don't know.]

[Sailor Moon: Oh my, has Chihua started to be interested in me? ]

【Minato Chika: No, no way! 】

[Tomoka Minato: It’s not that there isn’t any, but there is a little bit…]

“Ah—ow!!!”

After sending this message, Minato Chika was so shy that she could hardly bear it.

I simply hugged the quilt next to me and buried my face in it, screaming with my head covered like this, trying to relieve my emotions in this way.

It took her a long time to recover and she opened her phone again to check.

As a result, this look made her become the same as before.

[Sailor Moon: Haha, Xiaozhihua is really bold! ]

[Sailor Moon: Huh? Why haven't you responded for so long?]

Sailor Moon: Ah! I get it. You must have been so shy that you covered your head with the blanket, right? Hehehe! Chika is really understanding!

"Woo..."

[Minato Chihua: Brother Wang Lin...]

[Sailor Moon: Yeah, I'm here, what's wrong? ]

【Minato Chika: Bullying.】

[Sailor Moon: Poof!]

【Minato Chika: Don’t laugh! 】

After sending this message, she kept waiting for a reply, but after waiting for several minutes there was no new message.

[Minato Chika: Um...Brother Wang Lin, when can we go out and play together again?]

[Sailor Moon: Oh, you want to go on a date? Anytime is fine!]

laugh--! ! !

"Woo...Brother Wang Lin, you idiot, idiot, idiot, big idiot!"

(The daily income has dropped below 100. When it drops to 50, I should start a new book. If it doesn’t pick up after two more books, I will go back to the paid side.)