Serval: Intelligence Officer, You Wouldn't Want...

"What was there to care about?"

"You couldn't even bring yourself to say thank you!!"

"Fine, fine, Pela, listen to me~ Thank you, because of you~ The four seasons are warmed~"

"..."

Pela ignored her friend and quietly sized up Lin Nai.

He looked unfamiliar.

As an intelligence officer, Pela considered her memory to be quite good.

But she quickly shook her head and did not dwell on it.

Judging by his appearance, he probably was not much of a threat.

He just looked far too easy to fool.

Silva had looked like a kidnapper just now.

"So, why was this gentleman at the workshop in the middle of the night?"

"Ah, his name is Lin Nai. He said he woke up in the middle of the night and came out for a walk," Silva explained.

A question mark practically appeared over Pela's head. "You woke up and went for a walk? Seriously?"

"Yes... at the very least, I couldn't tell that he was lying."

Silva ate the late-night snack Pela had brought.

"I saw him standing in front of the workshop window in a daze, so I brought him inside."

Pela looked Lin Nai up and down. If Silva thought there was no problem, then there probably really was no problem.

But why did her friend look so much like a kidnapper...?

"Lin Nai, this is Pela." Silva introduced her friend to the person nearby.

Pela straightened up and spoke with a serious expression.

"Hello, Lin Nai. I am an intelligence officer of the Silvermane Guard, as well as the temporary guide for 'A History of Belobog,' Pela."

"Hello, Pela..."

"No, Mr. Lin Nai, just call me Pela."

"Then... you can call me Lin Nai too. Adding 'Mr.' makes it feel strange."

"Alright, Lin Nai."

Silva: Miss Intelligence Officer, You Wouldn't Want...

"By the way, Lin Nai, what do you think? Want to join the band?"

Silva grinned as she continued their previous topic.

Lin Nai looked at this warmhearted big sister in confusion. "Why? We only just met. Why are you inviting me to join your band?"

No.

Silva, what are you after?

I'm not even after anything from you, so why are you the one taking an interest in me?

"Hmm... I think you're not a bad person, and you play the guitar pretty well."

Lin Nai said nothing.

He was thinking.

But Silva took his appearance as hesitation over whether to join.

And so...

An idea suddenly struck Silva!

"Ah! I've got it!"

As she spoke, Silva walked out from behind the counter and grabbed Pela as well.

"I'll play a song with Pela. Maybe you'll get interested then?"

"Why do I have to play... And it's already so late."

Pela complained, "Besides, shouldn't Lingbao be notified if it's a band?"

She had not seen that child for quite a while.

"Lingbao... went camping some time ago."

"Mm..."

"Don't worry~ Lingbao will be back for the next outdoor performance."

Silva cheerfully pulled Pela over to the drums and said teasingly,

"Miss Intelligence Officer, you wouldn't want Lingbao to look disappointed when the time comes, would you? Consider it practice. Cheer up!"

"Urgh..."

Pela sighed helplessly, obediently sat down, and prepared to cooperate with Silva.

Silva took out her guitar.

"Ready? Singing... begin!"

Random Item: Sound Sword, Sound Gun Sword, Tin Sound

Random Item: Wonder Ride Book: Bremen Rock Band

Oh, that was the pink Rider from Kamen Rider Saber, right? Kenzan?

But why was it the band instead of that item where the siblings danced together?

Still, tonight had been quite fruitful. First a guitar, then the Sound Gun Sword, Tin Sound.

After the song ended.

Lin Nai applauded and praised them.

"That was amazing... I feel like I experienced a musical world that was endless, filled with passion and the dangerous scent of blazing fire."

"Hehe~"

Silva hugged her guitar and smiled. "So, how about it? Want to join~?"

"But aren't you already the guitarist?"

Lin Nai asked in confusion.

Silva replied matter-of-factly, "If you join, I can be the lead singer~ There's no conflict."

Besides.

With another guitarist, she would only need to sing when the time came.

"Well said, but I'm not joining."

"Huh!"

"Maybe next time!"

Perhaps after resolving Cocolia's matter.

Lin Nai would consider it a little.

But not now.

Oh...

How about...

Lin Nai's eyes shifted as he said to Silva, "Do you have paper and a pen here?"

"Of course."

Silva took out paper and a pen and placed them on the table by the counter.

Lin Nai walked over, had the system bring up the score, and began writing on the blank paper.

He softly hummed the lyrics.

"Caught within the biting wind, the heart will not bleed..."

"Wildfire."

Also known as Cocolia's execution theme.

Once he wrote it down, he would let Silva practice it.

If they had the chance to face Cocolia.

Lin Nai would bring Silva along and have her sing it there, giving Cocolia a little surprise.

Very soon.

Lin Nai had copied down the song and handed it to Silva.

Of course.

To avoid making Pela suspicious, he had written it in the script of Jarilo-VI.

The system had lent him a small hand.

"This is..."

"'Wildfire,' a very good song."

Lin Nai stretched and walked to the door. "If you don't mind, consider it my thanks for the hot cocoa."

"Well then, ciao~"

Lin Nai waved, pushed open the door, and walked out.

"Wait!"

Silva hurried after him.

But when she reached the entrance, she had no idea where Lin Nai had gone. There was nothing outside the door.

"A score... What a strange boy."

He had actually used sheet music as a thank-you gift.

There were lyrics on it too.

Was it the song that child had hummed just now?

After returning to the workshop, Silva sat in a chair and stared at the score in her hands.

"You didn't catch him?" Pela asked curiously.

"No..."

Silva picked up her guitar and thoughtfully played according to the melody written on the page.

But Silva did not sing aloud.

Pela sat nearby and quietly listened until the end.

"How was it?" Silva looked at Pela.

Pela clapped and praised her. "It sounds very nice."

"Is that so?"

Silva stared blankly at the lyrics on the score.

"Hey, Silva, why are you spacing out?" Pela waved a hand in front of Silva's face.