About the Matter That I Joined the Evil Organization

(Great...no one is lost.)

He closed his eyes, feeling the slightly trembling hands in his palms.

So emotional.

"...Ah woo."

The girl whose cheeks were getting redder and redder let out a cry like a mosquito.

"My lord, I'm going to be jealous."

"Sorry, holding it for too long, I caused you trouble."

Hearing the voice from behind, No. 2 could only let go of Miller's hands with regret. Although he had no doubts about the effect of the ointment, the fact that the other party was hurt was irresistible.

Picking up the pouting girl, No. 2 bowed her head towards Miller.

"Kaya is causing you trouble, please don't hate her, that heat was not on purpose."

"Oh, I know, I know, Sister Keya is not a bad person."

"It's great that you can think like this. If you have a chance, please play with her. She is a person who is very afraid of being lonely."

"Well, I, can I come again?"

(Hey……)

Hearing Miller's words, No. 2 realized that he subconsciously avoided the other party, and even deliberately showed her the little things between himself and Liu Ji.

He sighed helplessly.

"…………sure."

"I will come again."

"Welcome, I will bring Xiaolin and the others over next time. Liu Ji, please go to Keya's room to get some clothes."

"Ah."

The girl holding his hand nodded slightly, followed the other girl into the portal, and successfully returned to the villa.

Watching them leave, seeing his palms and his whole arm wrapped in bandages, No. 2 smashed his hands against the wall like this.

The teleportation corridor of the underground base is mainly in a light-colored mechanical style, which is reminiscent of the passage in a submarine, so it is very hard.

A large number of portals of different styles are pasted in the empty space, which looks very destructive to the aesthetics.

- It hurts.

No. 2 closed his eyes and endured the feedback from the pain nerve, almost biting his own lip.

I am still too careless.

After returning from the imaginary future, a certain uneasiness that had been lingering in my heart disappeared.

——Great, the world Zimo encounters is just a fiction.

The unease disappeared.

It can be said that his nervousness was also dissipated.

Subconsciously, he believed that with the Clown King and the Great General... most problems could be solved step by step.

however.

however.

however!

The reality is simply not like this.

The evil organization is powerful, the general is invincible, and the senior clown is also resourceful.

But because of this, the evil organization has to face far more problems than he imagined, and now the problems he has to deal with are also increasing.

(Manpower... no, it's because I don't have enough.)

Number 2 knows exactly what choice to make.

In the fictional future he has no choice.

"It's always...only this one...choice."

(Absolutely never lost again, never again wrong. So...)

I don't know where I heard the voice in my mind.

What made him feel unbelievable was that the voice obviously sounded so extreme, but No. 2 trusted the voice.

(Ah, I will never lose again...)

As if responding to the voice in his head, No. 2 stepped into the meeting room, and a breath of veteran cadre activity center came over his face.

No. 2 rubbed his eyes, watching the mahjong players playing mahjong, the card players playing cards, and the newspaper readers.

"Mum, number 2 is here."

As she said that, a certain talented girl at the mahjong table bounced the mahjong she was touching with her charged thumb, and when the mahjong she was touching flipped in the air and began to fall.