My chat group is so weird

"Is it?"

For some reason, everyone present at this moment was looking at Mo Wang with a strange expression.

"Yeah, so please, Roman, keep it a secret from the director for a while while I go and slack off for a bit."

Mo Wang said to Roman at this time.

"Really? Although I really want to do that, the director is right behind you now."

At this moment, a smirk finally appeared on Roman's face.

"Ah? Roman, you're lying again. How could the director be here? If she were here, she would have been nagging me. Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

At this time, Mo Wang waved his hands repeatedly, but the next moment, he felt a pair of soft but strong hands directly on his neck, and then kept twisting his head backwards.

Mo Wang turned his head stiffly, and what came into his sight was Olga Marie's face, so gloomy that it looked like it could drip water. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a "kind" smile, but her eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

"Hey, isn't this our hero? Did you have fun after being missing for a week?"

Olga Marie's voice was as soft as a feather brushing past, but it instantly made cold sweat crawl up Mo Wang's back.

"Director! Please listen to my explanation——"

Mo Wang laughed dryly and took a half step back, but was grabbed by the collar by Olga Marie.

"Explain? Okay."

She narrowed her eyes and cracked her knuckles. "We have plenty of time to slowly unravel this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Wang felt an irresistible force pressing down on his head. Like a cat being grabbed by the scruff of the neck, he was dragged out the door by Olga Marie. His toes couldn't even touch the ground, and he could only scrape the air in vain.

"Help, help! Mashu! Doctor! You can't just stand by and watch someone die!"

Mo Wang struggled to look at everyone for help, but——

"Senior...keep going."

Mashu wiped her tears, smiled and waved her little hand.

"Well, I suddenly remembered that I have a report to write."

Roman coughed tactically, his shoulders shaking suspiciously as he turned.

"Oh my, the sunset is so red today."

Cuchulainn whistled and looked up at the ceiling.

"..."

Red A silently took out a bag of melon seeds.

Amidst everyone's stifled laughter, Mo Wang was dragged out the door. Soon, someone's wailing and the director's "gentle" sermon could be heard from the corridor:

"Going missing without permission? Huh? Throwing up trouble at the source? Huh? Still wanting to slack off? Huh?!"

"I was wrong! Chief! Be gentle! My ears are going to fall off ah ah ah——"

Listening to the screams gradually fading away, Da Vinci, who had been silent in the room until now, couldn't help but laugh: "Sure enough, only the director can control this little devil."

"after all--"

Looking at the stomachache in his hand that had suddenly healed without any medication, Roman said meaningfully, "This is what they call 'one thing conquers another'."

At this moment, outside the Lingzi transfer room, a savior who was screaming in pain because his ears were pulled finally realized: Sure enough, compared to the restraint, the runaway director is the real "human evil"!

Chapter 194: Your Yandere Director, please sign for this.

In Olga Marie's office, Mo Wang was feeling very uncomfortable as he looked at Olga who was silent in front of him.

At this time, Olga was constantly processing the documents in her hands and ignored Mo Wang.

Olga had been like this for almost an hour.

During this period, no matter how Mo Wang asked Olga Marie, all he got was a pair of cold eyes.

Logically speaking, Mo Wang should be very happy that the director has not been nagging him.

But Mo Wang, who understood the director, knew that the more Olga Marie remained silent, the angrier she became.

It's like the calm before the storm.

It's so depressing that it makes people feel scared.

"Olga."

"Director?"

"Director Olga?"

"My dear Director Olga?"

"Can you please stop doing this? I'm wrong, okay? Please say something, Chief. This is frightening me."

At this time, Mo Wang once again acted like a spoiled child towards Olga Marie, and leaned towards her.

After Mo Wang did this, Olga stopped what she was doing as expected.

At this moment, Olga showed a 'gentle' expression and looked at Mo Wang.

"AUV, how could our Lord Mowang be wrong? Can you tell me where exactly you went wrong?"

It was completely different from the anger he had when he brought Mo Wang here before.

At this moment, Olga's words were full of sarcasm.

This made Mo Wang break out in a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

Who taught the director to speak in this tone?

"Mo Wang, before you leave, do you still remember what you promised me?"

At this time, Olga asked Mo Wang.

"Uh, don't cause any trouble. Just clear the singularity as soon as possible and come back."

When Mo Wang saw Olga like this, he blurted out subconsciously.

"So, this is your way of not making trouble?!"

At this moment, Olga finally couldn't help but slammed the table and stood up, grabbing Mo Wang's collar.

"As soon as he entered, he took his servants to dig up Charlemagne's grave, then built a giant robot and a spaceship. He also messed up the entire singularity by provoking some weird guys!"

"He was even found by the suppression force in the end! He disappeared for a week!"

"Is that what you promised me? Tell me!"

Facing the furious Olga, Mo Wang wanted to say that there was actually no danger at all, but then the director leaned on him and started crying.

"Did you know... because of your disappearance, the alarm in Chaldea sounded all night..."

Her voice trembled, and warm tears soaked his uniform. "When Sheba lost your signal, I felt like the sky was falling."

Mo Wang felt her fingertips trembling as they gripped his back, like a drowning man clutching at a straw. The force of his fist hitting his shoulder blade grew weaker and weaker, until it finally became a feeble scratch. "Asshole... you said you'd be back on time... but when the alert popped up about being taken away by Gaia's Heroic Spirit... I even had your funeral speech ready..."

Looking at the director who was sobbing softly, Mo Wang couldn't help but scratch his head.

I didn't expect that my disappearance for a week would double the pressure on the director. The director, who had always been strong-willed, actually burst into tears because of my disappearance.

Well, he admitted that he had gone a little too far.

After all, he didn't expect that this incident would turn out like this.

It's normal for the director to be so angry.

"I was wrong! I am guilty. I shouldn't have deceived our lovely Lady Olga Marie!"

At this moment, Mo Wang slid down to his knees and hugged Olga's waist, and also began to cry.

"Hey, Director! You really can't blame me! I had no idea this singularity could be so broken."

"I was originally planning to dig up some items for summoning heroic spirits, but I didn't expect those people to do something like this."

"That marshal brought out the sea monster, and even that Demon King came out. I was forced to take out those things! I really didn't want to cause trouble!"

Mo Wang, who was holding Olga, was crying and snotting, and even wet Olga's body.

"You, you bastard! Let me go!"

Olga was a little angry at first, but when she saw Mo Wang's aggrieved expression, her face turned red.

Olga Marie's face flushed crimson instantly. She grabbed the back of Mo Wang's collar and pulled hard: "You're so dirty! Who allowed you to rub your snot on my new uniform?" But the harder she pulled, the tighter the shameless guy clung to her like an octopus.

"Those Gaia bastards are inhuman, Director!" Mo Wang buried his face in her abdomen, grumbling in a low voice. "They said they wanted to fix the holes in the world wall, but they made me work non-stop for seven days patching up the Throne of Heroes!" He took the opportunity to rub his wet face against the director's clean uniform. "Look at my dark circles! I could even cosplay as a panda!"

At this time, Mo Wang pointed to his eyes, which had no dark circles at all, and said to Olga.

Gaia and Alaya, who were watching Mo Wang's performance near the source at the moment, said that they might not be human, but Mo Wang was a real dog.

Why did they capture her to do hard labor? It was obviously he who caused all these things!

Cheap! So cheap!

"You, you let go first..."

Olga's voice suddenly trailed off. She felt an unnatural tremor in her waist and looked down to see that there were indeed unhealed burns from the magic circuit on the back of Mo Wang's exposed neck. The spider-web-like lavender marks were particularly glaring against the pale skin, a typical symptom of excessive magic power. (Don't ask how they came about; just ask, Mo Wang just did it.)

Mo Wang suddenly felt a cold finger touch the back of his neck. "Does it hurt?" These three words fell as lightly as feathers. He looked up in surprise and saw that the director's red eyes were still stained with unwiped tears. His previously furious eyebrows were now drooping softly, and his bitten lower lip was trembling slightly.

"Actually—" He was about to act tough when the director suddenly grabbed him by the collar and slammed him onto the sofa. As the world spun, a lavender-scented handkerchief was roughly smeared across his face. "Idiot! If you were injured, why didn't you just say so?" The wiping motion seemed ferocious, but in reality, it was gentle. "Is Chaldea's medical department just a decoration?"

Mo Wang peered through the slit in his handkerchief and saw the director carefully treating the wounds with healing magic. In the warm golden light, tiny tears still clung to her eyelashes, reflecting a rainbow-like halo under the office's overhead light. He grasped the hand performing the healing magic, feeling a strange compulsion. "Actually, it hurts the most here." He pressed her palm against his chest. "After an hour of the director's cold abuse, it hurts like it's about to split."

"Don't push your luck!" Olga pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted, but threw the entire box of strawberry daifuku into his arms—the very box of limited-edition snacks that she had deliberately locked in the drawer last week.

"Eat your sweets!" She turned her back to sort through the documents, the tips of her red ears faintly visible among her silver hair. "We'll do a full examination when Roman comes back... If you dare leave any sequelae, I'll throw you to Fufu!"

"Hey hey hey."

At this moment, Mo Wang looked at the snacks in his hand and couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, the director was no longer so angry.

"What are you laughing at, you guy."

At this moment, Olga looked at Mo Wang's expression and couldn't help but turn her head away.

"Um, do you want to eat together?"

At this time, Mo Wang smiled and said to the director.

"If that's the case, then try it."

Seeing that Mo Wang invited her, Olga turned her head awkwardly, and then sat next to Mo Wang.

Mo Wang had just opened the exquisite packaging. The pink and white strawberry daifuku emanated an alluring sweet aroma. He picked one up and handed it to Olga Marie. As the director took it with feigned reserve, her fingertips accidentally brushed against his palm, causing her to shrink back as if burned.

"Director, please try it first—"

Before he could finish his words, the office door suddenly opened. "Mary-chan, that limited edition Daifuku I left for you last time..." Da Vinci's voice abruptly stopped. Mo Wang turned to see the Almighty, still pushing the door open, his gaze flickering between their intertwined shadows and their fingertips about to touch.

The air froze for three seconds.

“Ah~”

Da Vinci suddenly used his folding fan to cover the corners of his mouth, his eyelashes fluttering rapidly. "It seems I came at the wrong time~"

She backed out the door, the small gears on her magic costume spinning excitedly into afterimages. "Keep going, keep going~"

"Wait! It's not what you think!" Olga Marie stood up suddenly, the Daifuku in her hand almost turning into a glutinous rice cake. "Don't get me wrong!"

"I understand, I understand~"

Da Vinci didn't care when she bumped into the door frame while backing up. Instead, she gave him two thumbs up and said, "Post-war supplies are very important! By the way, I want to remind you—" She suddenly popped out half of her head, "Mari-chan, there's cream on the corner of your mouth~"

"Oooooooh!" The director frantically tried to wipe it, but ended up smearing the strawberry jam all over the tip of her nose. Mo Wang instinctively reached out to help her wipe it, and this action made Da Vinci let out an eerie "Guhehe" laugh, and she even squeezed the door handle out of shape.

After the door slammed shut, Da Vinci could be heard using his radio magic to announce to all of Chaldea: "Attention everyone! The cafeteria is serving extra desserts! The reason... is to celebrate a certain wooden man finally getting wise~"

Olga Marie was petrified on the spot, and mechanically took a bite of Daifuku: "I will cut off the magic power supply to her laboratory tomorrow..."

Mo Wang looked at the strawberry nuggets dangling on the director's nose and suddenly felt that they were more lethal than any other Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasm. He couldn't help but smile.

"why are you laughing?"

"Nothing~"