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Luo Fan and Ying Que couldn't understand why everyone was looking at AK12 like that. Had she done something serious?
Of course, this is a personal grudge. As for what he did wrong, AK12 knows best in his heart.
That night, everyone asked AK12 what Yingque thought about them squeezing in.
"Miss Yingque doesn't seem to like having other people in her room..."
AK12 answered in this way, and her troubled expression only added to the authenticity of her answer.
This led to the girls not daring to enter Luo Fan's room for a long time, fearing that it would cause Ying Que's dissatisfaction, which in turn would cause their commander's dissatisfaction.
So, is it possible that the AK12 took this opportunity to rub off the oil for an extremely long time?
As for how long, nobody knows...
If Yingque really doesn't like people entering her room, then what did she mean by what she just said?
Without a word, the AK12 could understand the meaning behind those glances.
Even her teammates were looking at her with that kind of gaze, except for AK15, who had a "what's going on?" expression.
We demand an explanation from her.
"Uh, well, I'm full. I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving now."
She picked up the empty rice bowl, gave an awkward laugh, and prepared to walk towards her room.
"You can't go."
With a cold expression, Barrett grabbed her shoulders and pressed her to the spot.
"Ah, hahaha, Barrett, I misunderstood Miss Yingque last time. I thought she preferred to be alone with the Commander. You don't think I was deliberately deceiving everyone because of that, do you?"
Yingque pointed to herself in confusion. It was true that she liked being with Luo Fan, but she didn't think she had ever said that before.
She racked her brains trying to recall if she had done anything that hinted at this meaning to the other person, but she couldn't come up with anything.
Luo Fan understood the situation; someone wanted to take it all for themselves, a classic case of double-crossing.
So he didn't interfere, but watched with great interest how the AK12 would perform next.
"I think it's really possible."
416 also stood up from his chair with a cold smile.
Oh no, another one...
AK12 turned its gaze elsewhere.
"Hey M4, you don't believe 416 and Barrett's nonsense, do you?"
Uh, but Barrett hasn't said anything yet, he just said you can't leave...
"I believe it, I believe it very much."
Her smile was much more amiable than the two men's; after all, the other party was her old comrade-in-arms and former captain, so she naturally had to be more friendly.
"M4, you like to joke around too?"
......
Barrett made way, allowing AK12 to directly face Yingque from its position, and then waved to the bewildered girl.
"If you're not lying, then let Miss Yingque explain it to us herself."
AR Team: Staring...
Squad 404: Staring...
The Defiant Squad: Staring...
Ironblood Factory, Paradis, and everyone else: staring and watching the drama unfold.
AK12 continued with a laugh, "Oh dear, Miss Yingque is so friendly, she certainly won't mind too much. Everyone can just pretend I didn't say anything."
"Look how confident you were when you walked in that night. Asking a question was nothing."
Barrett's lips curled up slightly; she seemed to have already guessed the outcome.
"If you really don't ask, it means you're really lying."
Before AK12 could answer, Ying Que raised her hand: "But what are you talking about? I don't know anything..."
Why does she keep mentioning herself? What did she accidentally do...?
Good grief, this time they've completely exposed them.
"Oh! Cyka!"
AK12 raised her head, closed her eyes tightly, and retreated as if she had been knocked down. After a few seconds, she dejectedly picked up her bowl and walked into the kitchen.
PS: Response to the interrogation post
First of all, thank you for your opinion. It's great that you didn't start by criticizing but instead offered a rational analysis.
As for the so-called effect, I can only say that my view of love is mutual affection, not that her existence can bring me any effect. Rather, it is that our souls are attracted to each other and we have beautiful experiences that allow us to love each other deeply enough, not that your existence brings me any effect.
On this point, I'm afraid I can't agree on a single point.
As for the other character, the character is not well-defined. I asked the group members, and no one could see it. If you want to discuss it, you can join the group to chat.
Also, Yingque is not an original character; he comes from the Ancient Tree, and my personal interpretation was incorporated into his character design.
Sena, Rosalia, comes from the Otherworld Agency.
And, I must remind everyone that I can't say it outright due to spoilers, I can only hint at it.
Everyone needs to understand what killing someone means. It's never a good thing, nor is it something an ordinary person can do with a clear conscience.
Yingque is an ordinary person, a kind, gentle, virtuous, yet naive young girl.
Luo Fan has never been a good person, nor has he ever used justice to justify himself. He has killed quite a few people, which is something he is always worried about. He and Ying Que have a certain distance between them, but Ying Que is not clear about what the protagonist has done or what kind of person he is.
I hope that while enjoying the story, everyone should also be clear about their own sense of right and wrong, and not let killing others become a matter of conscience.
When you see later plot developments and think of the word "saintly," please think carefully first: for us ordinary people, what does killing really mean? Can you truly accept it with a clear conscience?
347 Team Night Raid
Afterwards, it didn't get too serious. AK12 was given a "friendly" greeting by everyone, and it ended with AK12 washing the dishes in place of Yingque, even though Yingque had no idea what had happened from beginning to end.
Taking everything for yourself is a skill, and the one who's laughing isn't the one who succeeds, but the one who wasn't caught afterward.
At 10:30, Yingque and Luofan, just as they had discussed at dinner, laid out the sheets, pillows, and blankets on the floor to prepare for their new friends who would be staying there.
While making the bed, Yingque suddenly asked, "I remember, it seems like five people are coming, right?"
"Hunter, Meter Officer, MG4, NTW, JS9, Alpha, there are six people."
"Oh, I didn't take enough. I'll bring out another set."
After laying out the sheets she had, she jogged to the cabinet and took out a new set of bedding.
"Speaking of abundance and scarcity."
Luo Fan turned around.
"Ok?"
"Aren't you worried about it being noisy? To be honest, I didn't expect you to be so easy to talk to."
Luo Fan himself is fine, after all, irregular schedules are common for him. But Ying Que, an outstanding college graduate, should have a fairly regular schedule, and might be more easily woken up.
Ying Que tilted her head, puzzled, and said, "I think it's good to have some liveliness. Back in college, my roommates were so noisy that people downstairs would come and knock on the door. And the girls who are coming over seem to be the quieter type, so... they shouldn't..."
Well, thinking about it carefully, these people are indeed not very talkative, and three of them are Griffin's well-known loners.
Aside from the MG4 and JS9, probably no one else would say more than a few words all night...
"dong dong dong"
Look, here they are! But why didn't they stay up late tonight?
"coming!"
Yingque continued tidying up, while Luofan got up and went to open the door.
"click"
The door opened, and the girls outside greeted Luo Fan.
Good evening, Commander.
Whether smiling or expressionless, they all conveyed friendliness and warmth to Luo Fan, except...
"Hey, Commander!" A familiar figure appeared behind the metrologist.
Luo Fan did not answer, but his eyes had become extremely strange.
"I'm sorry, Commander, I've already tried to persuade her."
The metrologist shrugged helplessly. It was clear she had already tried, but the person behind her was just too difficult to deal with.
The architect chuckled, "Since the surveyor is here, I'll definitely come too. Don't worry, we'll squeeze in together, there'll be enough space!"
Although he had serious doubts about whether the architect would stay put, Lovan couldn't very well send her back...
"Okay, come in, come in."
We can only hope that the metrologist can keep an eye on her, otherwise we won't be able to sleep tonight.
When the girls came in, Yingque had already returned to the bed: "It's all made up now, tell me if it's comfortable."
She was about to help them unfold the blankets, but the architect pounced onto the sheets and rolled over, clutching the blankets.
"It's so comfortable, just like the Dreamer's Super Mattress!"
She truly doesn't treat Yingque as an outsider; the measurement officer really wanted to kick her.
"Uh, Commander, it seems like I'm not going to get any sleep tonight..."
"yes......"
Luo Fan and JS9 leaned against the wall, their postures remarkably identical: arms crossed, legs bent, and speechless expressions.
At least she didn't bring the transmitter in...
"That... Commander?"
MG4 tugged at Luo Fan's sleeve, as if...
Luo Fan was deeply impressed by her. She was aloof and taciturn, but serious and reliable in battle. She was considered mysterious, but actually cared a lot about other people's opinions and was a little insecure.
"what happened?"
Logically speaking, she wouldn't approach me for no reason, but it's also possible that she had some ulterior motives after seeing the ring on my hand.
There's something I'm not sure if I should tell you...
"Why don't you tell me?"
"That's right, there might be more later..."
"dong dong dong"
The knock on the door sounded again.
Luo Fan's thoughts were interrupted, so he decided to go and see who had come first.
"Wait a moment, I'll go open the door."
"Uh, actually, there's no need to say anything more..."
Unfortunately, only MG4 could hear those words, as Luo Fan had already left.
......
"Why are you here?" Luo Fan asked incredulously, looking at Squad 404 outside the door.
45 and his teammates held up the bedding they were carrying: "Come and sleep."
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