Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

You place your hands on his chest, staring into his eyes, trying to find some clues.

"A little game gets boring after a second time, especially against a smart person like you." Qin Che casually tossed a piece of obsidian ore into the box, the lid closing with a dull thud.

He slightly bent his knees, put one hand around your lower back, and pulled you closer to his chest: "The news came in the early morning that the vehicle transporting the gems was destroyed by the wandering monsters. The escorts are unconscious, and the gems are nowhere to be found."

You raised your hand to rub your chin, your little brain working at lightning speed: "Someone actually dared to steal your things!!! Qin Che! You're Qin Che! Have you been too busy with your love life lately and let your guard down, to the point that even your enemies dare to deliberately provoke you?"

Qin Che listened to your words and poked your forehead with a slightly speechless expression.

Suddenly, a thought struck you, and you looked up sharply. "There are very few people who would dare to mess with you in N109, and it's unlikely they'd do it just to steal a gem..."

"Unless, that gem truly possesses the power of a curse." Qin Che admired your earnest reasoning, his slender fingers twirling a strand of your black hair between his fingers, affirming your deduction, "Then it certainly has the value to be fought over."

"Let's not even talk about whether this gem is really that powerful. I can't stand anyone daring to provoke me and steal your things! No way! Qin Che, you have to get it back!" You turned around and pulled the tuft of your hair from his hand, then leaned against his chest and shook him.

"Why do you seem even angrier than I am, as if my things have been stolen?" Qin Che's crimson eyes held a clear smile.

"What are you talking about! Your things are my things! Of course I'm angry! No! Stealing your things makes me even angrier than stealing mine!" You raised your chin, puffed out your chest, and bumped into him, answering with righteous indignation.

Qin chuckled softly, then tapped your puffed-up cheek and said, "Regardless of its value, since it's mine, it shouldn't fall into someone else's hands. Besides, this person made my kitten so angry, so naturally I have to stand up for you..."

He slightly raised his fingertip, and a black and red energy swept up the weapon parts in the treasure chest and sent them to his hand.

A series of sleek and efficient assembly steps, culminating in a final "click," and a brand-new pistol took shape in his hands.

He casually handed it to you.

You took it and played with it in your hands; the gun even still carried Qin Che's body heat.

Qin Che stood up, pulled you to the window, and with his slender fingers hooked the curtains and pulled them sharply.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the neon lights of the N109 area flooded in instantly, and the blood-red moonlight shone into his eyes, making him seem shrouded in a mysterious and dangerous aura.

Tsk tsk tsk, this man, even his breathing is seductive.

He pointed southwest, where a blinding white light pierced the night: "See that light in the southwest? Charon, the largest trading center in N109. Whether it's goods or intelligence, there's no business they don't do there."

"You mean, the gems were likely sold there?" You twirled the gun in your hand between your fingers before gripping it tightly.

"Most likely..."