Game time pm19:27

Academy City Inner Ring District, Obsidian Square Tower 7th Floor, Lounge No. 2

Futaba, who had long since cut off her conversation with Tan More, was now chatting with Mo Tan. Although it was not a nutritious topic, she still had no intention of stopping.

This is not difficult to understand. After all, even for people like Futaba, today's day was a bit too fulfilling, and he experienced unprecedented emotional ups and downs, so don't say that the person next to you is Frank at this moment.

, even if she is a dog, she can probably hold someone's paw and talk about life for a long time just to vent her emotions.

"I plan to talk to Mel later and ask him to allow me not to attend the exchange meeting."

Futaba yawned and walked lazily behind Mo Tan who was sitting on the sofa. While leaning his elbow on the latter's shoulder, he pushed the half bottle of melon-flavored healing potion into his hand.

Li: "Take a few sips. This lady has specially modified it. Although you have already treated the wound, it will still have some effect."

There is a saying, the posture of the two of them at this moment is quite ambiguous, at least one-sidedly ambiguous here in Futaba. If we look carefully, we will find that behind the sofa, she is almost leaning on Frank, with her left arm and hand

The elbow was on Frank's shoulder as the fulcrum, the palm of the hand was supporting the chin, and the right arm was directly around the latter's neck, and the half bottle of healing potion in his hand was brought to the other person's mouth. The intimacy was really high.

That is to say, her figure in the game is really poor. In someone's words, she was 'strangled in the bud before she started to develop.' Therefore, the two people who seem to be almost separated from each other don't actually have much contact. If this is

For someone with a better figure like Evie Lehman, due to complex reasons such as brain waves, she wouldn't even be able to get close to her due to the limitations of the system.

"this……"

Mo Tan tilted his head awkwardly, looked at the half-drinked bottle of healing potion in front of Futaba, and said with a sly smile: "I think I'm fine, so I won't need this potion, right?"

Shuangyeliu raised his eyebrows and hummed, "Why, do you dislike me?"

Mo Tan raised his head and glanced at the girl's slightly raised, slightly arrogant chin. He didn't admit or deny it. He just smiled gently and said, "It's not appropriate."

"Oh, now you know it's inappropriate?"

Futaba straightened up and patted Mo Tan on the back of the head, then raised her little hand to pinch his cheek, and asked: "You can obviously use your own words to say that you are a lover that you can't get in eight lifetimes, but you block the knife for another woman, then

Why didn't you feel inappropriate then?"

Mo Tan shrugged, took the 100% new healing potion thrown by Futaba, pulled out the cork and took a sip: "You didn't hesitate when you saved me, right?"

"I have ulterior motives."

Futaba curled her lips and rolled her eyes at Mo Tan angrily.

"Okay~"

Mo Tan did not continue to argue with her, but tried to end the topic with a statement that seemed as honest as coaxing a child: "I also have ulterior motives, okay?"

"Oh?"

In the end, the girl did grin, squeezed Mo Tan's shoulder charmingly, lowered her head and asked softly in the latter's ear: "So, in what sense does this person have 'nothing to do with it'?

?”

Frank, who was quite resistant to close contact with women other than Diana, subconsciously shrank his neck, then coughed slightly, and said seriously: "Of course, even if we ignore the fact that we are friends, Futaba

You are Diana's apprentice. Even if it's just for the end of the exchange meeting, after we separate, don't say bad things about me next to her, or even say something nice for me. I still have to leave a good impression on you, and Mei

Sage Er has also said before that Brother Kenneth is also very fond of you, so if I do this, it will also improve his impression of me."

"Oh, the abacus is quite loud."

Futaba pinched Mo Tan's ears hard, walked slowly to sit on the sofa opposite him, frowned and said: "But seriously, are you sure you don't want to come with us? The City of Miracles is really fun, you

If you are worried about safety issues, I can promise not to let Uncle Kenneth go on a rampage and kill someone, as long as you don't tease Diana too much in front of him."

Mo Tan shook his head without hesitation, squinting his eyes with a smile and said: "No, I have said before that I don't want to hold her back with my identity as a lover, let alone Diana's relationship.

Live comfortably in that mage’s holy land.”

"So you don't mind that the two of us suffer from lovesickness and cry all day long because we miss you?"

Futaba blinked at Mo Tan narrowly and smiled mischievously.

"Diana was not that fragile, and I promised her that whenever she needed it, no matter what I was doing, I would try to be there for her."

Mo Tan shook his head, and the corners of his mouth curved: "As for Futaba, haha, I'm actually quite curious about what you look like when you shed tears because you miss me."

Futaba twitched the corners of her lips and replied expressionlessly: "Crying."

"my pleasure."

Mo Tan bowed slightly and promised: "I will write to you often."

The girl indeed glanced at him with a look of disgust and asked angrily: "When you wrote the paper for Diana, you just casually filled in a few sentences for me after the signature, right?"

Mo Tan immediately denied it and said seriously: "At least three sentences."

"Haha~~"

"Haha~~"

The two of them laughed in unison again, and both felt a burst of joy at the tacit understanding between each other. This feeling is difficult to describe in words, but it is really addictive.

Then, there was a knock on the door of the lounge——

"Go and open the door."

Shuangye closed his eyes and waved his hand to Mo Tan: "As soon as I heard this movement, I knew it was Diana coming back... Hello!"

Looking at Mo Tan, who was almost walking to the door, the girl gave him an angry middle finger, obviously resenting this guy who didn't listen to her at all.

But for 'Frank Hughes', nothing is more important than Diana, so he seemed not to hear Futaba's words and quickly ran to the door and pulled her open, smiling at

The lover in front of him opened his arms: "Welcome back."

"I'm back."

She rushed into Mo Tan's arms like a swallow returning to its nest. Diana raised her little face and gently rubbed the former's shoulder, whispering: "Frank, you didn't..."

"I'm fine, it's just a skin injury."

Mo Tan shook his head, stretched out his index finger and tapped the corner of Diana's lips, then let go of his lover in his arms, closed the door again, and asked: "The person Shuangye asked you to help find..."

Although she seemed to be sitting calmly on the sofa, after Mo Tan mentioned this matter, the girl's eyes immediately lit up and she stared at Diana intently.

but--

"Sorry, Futaba."

Diana shook her head, walked to Futaba, rubbed her hair gently, and whispered: "They are dead. There is no place for them in the starry sky under the night, so even if it is my astrology

…”

"Okay, no need to say more."

Futaba's eyes dimmed, but then he showed a soft smile to Diana: "It's okay, Diana, there is no need to apologize. I am very happy to know that they are still here. There will always be a way to solve the problem."

Diana bit her lower lip lightly, her pretty face turned pale and she lowered her head.

Mo Tan didn't say anything, he just hugged Diana's body, which was so thin that it seemed like it would float away if the wind blew, and silently comforted the great astrologer in his arms.

As a result, the atmosphere became awkward.

Nearly five minutes passed before Futaba glared at the two of them with a look of displeasure on his face: "Okay, okay, since there's nothing serious, let's go back. I don't feel comfortable staying here."

Diana nodded slightly and then asked: "As for the Presbyterian Council, should I ask Sage Mel to give another instruction and ask them to find the person who attacked you Futaba as soon as possible..."

"No need, I know this well. Just let them owe Miracle City a favor. There is no need to find the murderer."

The girl waved her hand very generously, with an indifferent look on her face: "In a short period of time, my safety will no longer be threatened."

"good."

Diana didn't ask any more questions, just nodded calmly, and then left the lounge with Futaba and Mo Tan, went next door to say hello to Sage Mel and Evie Lehman, and then left directly.

He walked into this obsidian square tower located in the center of the inner ring area, and returned to their suite in [Stars] with his lover and apprentice.

"Oh my, after staying here for a long time, I feel like I'm back home."

Futaba stretched lazily, then casually took off her robe and threw it on the sofa. Wearing a defenseless and extremely thin suspender belt, she walked to the bar while shaking her proportionally small sling.

The legs are not too short and are wearing white stockings. While pouring himself a cup of black tea that Mo Tan brewed in the morning, he took a sip like a retired cadre and narrowed his eyes in pleasure: "Beautiful~"

"well……"

Diana sighed softly, first turning her head to look at Mo Tan, who had turned his back to look at no evil, and then frowning at the magic pattern bandage with faint blood oozing out from under the girl's thin sling.

He said softly: "Your magic power is severely exhausted and your injuries are also very serious. You should rest early today."

Futaba chuckled, stuck out his tongue nonchalantly, and said jokingly: "What, are you afraid that I will be too tempting and snatch your Frank away?"

"Not afraid."

Diana shook her head without thinking, leaned over Mo Tan's not-so-generous back, and said sternly: "Frank promised me that he would not be taken away by others... Well, Shuangye, you are on your own

Man…no one else…Frank!”

At the end of the sentence, the great astrologer, who somehow became a little unconfident, turned his head carefully and gently tugged on Mo Tan's sleeves, with a cute look of nervousness on his pretty face.

"I swear to the starry sky you love, my dear."

Mo Tan pushed up his glasses, raised his right hand and smiled: "Frank Hughes will not belong to anyone other than Ms. Diana A. Azizolti, no matter how charming the other person is."

"vomit--"
To be continued...