I'm tired, break up

"So, sister Suzaku Academy, why are these shameless idiots appearing in our stronghold?"

Ten minutes later, Xingjia Baixue wiped her mouth with a tissue and looked at Suzaku-in Tsubaki who was directly opposite.

"Shameless idiot? Xingjia who are you talking about?" Hearing the voice, the white-haired girl who was fighting with Ba Mamei for the roast goose head raised her head in a daze.

"Of course they are!" Xingjia Baixue turned her head and stared at her side.

On the right side of the girl, the female bartender and the old god Nakiri Erina are sitting on a high-backed chair. Xingjia Shirayuki's eyes are extremely impolite, like a housewife holding a slipper and staring at mice and cockroaches, but the two move together There is no desire at the brow.

Although the miscellaneous fish in the insect society are united, they are not without factions. Some of them are used to calling themselves ascetics who persevere under the temptation of someone, and at the same time, they are the group of ex-girlfriends. It is regarded as a waste without self-knowledge and self-awareness, condescending in speech, and often contemptuous.

Xingjia Baixue is the representative of this faction.

"It's a coincidence, we were waiting in the living room for you to come back with a late-night snack, and then someone stuffed a small piece of paper in the crack of the door, which said that the outstanding students of Yuanyue College will undertake the late-night snack business."

"What kind of coincidence is this? They clearly came after us, right?" Xingjia Baixue wiped a fairly clean tabletop with a paper towel, and then slapped it down hard. "Sister Zhuqueyuan, you are collaborating with the enemy!"

Suzaku Yon Tsubaki's shoulders trembled from the loud slap on the table, Ba Mamei's eyes lit up, and with a light flick of her wrist, she slid the goose head into her plate with ease.

"Strictly speaking, sisters Nakiri and Zi are not our enemies, are they?" Having lost the battle for the goose head, Tsubaki Suzaku could only look at Bamami happily lowering her head, "Ahhhhhhhhhh" The head of the emperor penguin showed envy in his eyes. "And you didn't eat less of the roast goose Xingjia they brought."

Xingjia Baixue was taken aback for a moment, then choked heavily.

At this moment, the female bartender leaned over and hugged Xingjia Baixue's shoulders.

"Relax, student Xingjia, don't be so angry all the time." The female bartender said with a smile: "We are all friends."

"Friends? Why didn't I know that I suddenly had a group of friends?" Xingjia Baixue's tone was cold. "Take your hands away."

"Eh? Did I say something wrong?" The female bartender showed a puzzled expression that was as fake as hell. "Student Xingjia, you like Fujiwara Yuki, and we also like Fujiwara Yuki. We are born on one side."

"You—" Xingjia Baixue was so angry that she almost drew her knife and stabbed someone.

"Do you really want to fight with me? Xing Jia?" The female bartender faced the blade and blinked with a smile. "This time we came here with full sincerity."

"Huh?" Xingjia Baixue lowered her head, staring deeply at the female bartender. "What sincerity?"

"The sincerity of assisting you to complete the task." The female bartender spread her palms. "Sigong Huangguang, you want to make this person disappear, don't you?"

"Thank you for your concern, but we don't need help here." Xingjia Baixue refused coldly, "Although I am the future master of the big chaebol, after all, I am just an ordinary person after all, and I can solve the problem by myself. Lose."

"But he doesn't want you to resort to violence, does he?"

"It's just that I don't want it. At critical moments, Xiaozhi never lacks the determination to use violence." Xingjia Baixue said: "He is restraining now because he wants to give the Sigong family as a gift to his current girlfriend ...If Sigong Huang Guang dies due to an assassination, the Sigong family will inevitably fall into chaos, resulting in a decline in the quality of gifts, which does not conform to his aesthetics."

"That's really good, so I brought you a better solution, which can instantly eliminate Sigong Huangguang and his henchmen, minimize the possibility of chaos, and leave no trace. "

Xingjia Baixue was shocked. "What did you say?"

The female bartender smiled slightly. She put her hands on the table and looked around. The incandescent light in the living room spilled from the ceiling and landed on her shoulders and arms. This scene was like a reenactment of the religious painting The Last Supper.

"Everyone, have you heard of God's punishment?"

After a quarter of an hour, the female bartender stopped talking, picked up a glass of champagne, and moistened her throat.

"The above is the operation principle and the whole truth of the so-called God's Punishment." The female bartender looked around. "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

No one responded, and the temporary stronghold was as silent as death. Whether it was the Tokyo Ex-Girlfriend Group or the Loyal Dog Armed Reconnaissance Team, they all looked shocked.

Xingjia Baixue sat on the chair in a daze, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Can Xiao Zhi's genetic factors really do this kind of thing?"

"Although it sounds amazing, just think about it, the owner of that genetic factor is a guy who can easily surpass the human limit just by finding a monkey to fight." The female bartender shrugged. "Do you think this matter is actually not so difficult to accept?"

"Then what if Lizi and Zhizhi get married and have a child in the future? Lizi's stomach won't explode suddenly one day, right?" Someone in the scouting team raised their hands and asked.

"Don't worry, one of the conditions for God's punishment to appear is to manipulate that person's genetic factors in an unnatural way." The female bartender quickly gave the frightened girls a psychological massage. "In addition, considering the situation of everyone here, I think it is unnecessary to worry about this kind of thing."

"No need? Why?"

Hearing this, the female bartender smiled softly. "Must I speak too plainly? My poor fellow losers."

The word "defeated dog" is really embarrassing. The atmosphere in the stronghold changed and became sinister in an instant.

Facing the knife-like gaze, the female bartender was completely unmoved. She took out a small gift box the length of her little finger and put it on the table.

"This is the genetic factor of that person. If everyone here agrees with my humble opinion, please find a way to deliver this thing to the Sigong family in a non-traceable way."

"Miss Yakumo, I have a question." Suzakuin Tsubaki suddenly raised his hand.

"Please speak." The female bartender gestured slightly to the other party.

"Since this plan is so perfect." The white-haired girl asked, "Then why don't you dedicate it to Zhijun yourself?"

The female bartender laughed and pointed to her face. "You suspect that I have ulterior motives?"

"You brought such an excellent chef to cook us supper, and you offered such a great plan." Suzakuyuan Tsubaki shook his head. "This kindness is really disturbing."

"My purpose—" the female bartender showed a mysterious smile. "Maybe I just wanted to help everyone on a whim, or maybe I wanted to use everyone's life to test the scope of the divine punishment. Who knows?"