It'd Be Nice If Someone Came to Raid Us Tonight

Koko, who had originally intended to confront Murata Himeko and Kevin, spat out her milk and coughed violently.

The two people opposite them were agile and didn't let a single drop of white liquid fall on them.

Nice to meet you!

Disrespect! Disrespect!

Kevin and Himeko's eyes met in mid-air. Seeing how quickly each other reacted, they both felt a sense of mutual respect.

"Hey, can you please respect the feelings of the victim?"

After patting her chest to catch her breath, Koko pulled the photo out of her wallet, giving Kevin a strange look as she looked him up and down, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

"However, now that you mention it, I realize that this little one not only shares the same name as my idol, but also has a very similar appearance."

"Raising you? Sounds pretty good, little Kevin. How about I sponsor you?"

Just as Kevin was considering whether to give in or pretend to be stupid and resist, Murata Himeko sneakily peeked out from the side.

"President, you want to be my sugar daddy? I'm open to it!"

Koko crossed her legs, rested her hands on the sofa, raised her chin, and uttered vulgar and offensive words.

"You? I'm already tired of you. Stay away from me from now on."

In Murata Himeko pounced on Koko, tearing at her best friend's cheeks.

"I slept with her last night, and she's denying it this morning? Pay up! Settle the overnight fee first!"

Koko stared at the few euros that had slipped from her pocket, her face darkening. She grabbed Murata Himeko's breasts and began to fight back.

"You clearly didn't have money for a hotel, but you refused to leave and expect me to pay for the inn? You... Obsessed Woman!"

Kevin lay on the table, munching on a chocolate pie, silently drawing circles.

After all that, it turns out these two mature Mature Woman didn't see him as a threatening young pup at all.

"Koko, next time you bring your girlfriend back to your room for the night, please consider the impact on underage children!"

After some playful fighting, Murata Himeko, who was riding on Koko's back, turned around and gave the little boy an evil smile.

"Young man, I've already massaged your hands and feet. Feel free to do whatever naughty things you want."

As she spoke, Himeko reached out and patted Koko's pert bottom, then made a little room to invite the cute little one in front of her.

"This is an adult game, you guys should play it yourselves. I'll just book another room..."

Kevin suddenly stood up, his voice hoarse, his stomach tucked in, and limped toward the door.

Oh ho, the birds have woken up and left the nest? They're quite well-endowed, but too young to be found.

I wonder if I'll look a bit like that statue when I grow up.

If I could seduce him and do some cosplay while I was at it, then introduce him to the mentally challenged Theresa and Principal Fu Hua, that would feel amazing.

I told you not to drink! I told you not to deduct my salary! I told you not to cut my year-end bonus!

Murata Himeko slapped Koko's fleshy buttocks repeatedly in a fit of rage, a strange smile spreading across her face.

In the alley, Kevin, gripping the telephone pole, glanced at the room from which bursts of laughter and pleas for mercy were coming. A fierce fire surged in his lower abdomen, and with a forceful squeeze of his five fingers, the cement pillar crumbled like tofu.

The boy raised his head slightly, veins bulging on his forehead, and the Abyss Flower in his eyes gradually emerged from their sockets, growing wildly.

A series of enchanting images kept flashing through his mind and intensifying, while the whispered words of a lover in his ear repeatedly plucked at the strings of his rational heart.

The face beneath her in her memory kept changing: Sister Zero, Koko Jill, Thunder, and Murata Himeko, whom she had only met twice, even including some features of Kiana and Sirin.

Driven by the Flower of Calamity, he seemed to have degenerated into Beast that only knew how to mate.

I'll take care of you sooner or later!

Kevin muttered viciously, reaching out to pull out the illusory image of the Flower of Calamity inch by inch, crushing it with his fingers. Although he was gradually regaining consciousness, the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart in his mind made him somewhat dizzy.

Damn! I underestimated this thing! Even my abilities can't resist its corrosive effects.

Sure enough, the daily routine of pile driving was necessary.

Kevin gazed at the eagle still soaring below, then looked up at his own claws, which could break even cement, and fell into a brief silence.

I don't know why, but I'm quite averse to doing things myself, as if there's some dark history related to it lurking in my mind.

Kevin's lips twitched as he pulled two euros from his pocket, his mind filled with hesitation.

Are you really going to go to a prostitute?

"An angel? I've finally found you at the address on the note."

Just as Kevin was struggling with a difficult decision, a joyful call came from behind him. Tokisaki Kurumi, carrying her schoolbag, ran up to the boy.

Frost marks appeared on Kevin's skin as he shivered and turned back with a stiff smile.

After a few brief pleasantries, Tokisaki Kurumi blushed slightly, her expression somewhat shy.

"Excuse me, could I buy you a coffee? I don't know anyone here..."

Under the girl's expectant gaze, Kevin couldn't bear to refuse and reluctantly nodded. Then, Tokisaki Kurumi excitedly grabbed the boy's hand and ran off.

In a quiet coffee shop, several arrogant and cunning creatures, with their elegant little legs, patrolled their territory, showing no fear of strangers.

In a corner seat, a black and white Siamese cat was curled up on someone's lap, while a small white Persian cat jumped onto the head of a boy with matching fur, and an orange cat was at his feet.

On the other side, Tokisaki Kurumi had only caught one Brador, which she lovingly held to her chest and teased.

The ever-popular Kevin took a sip of his slightly cool coffee and rubbed his temples in distress.

This is a cat cafe, and Tokisaki Kurumi dragged him straight here, clearly it was premeditated.

"Please, don't run around this time, let your older sister carry you..."

After petting the Brador to her heart's content, Tokisaki Kurumi got up, tiptoed behind Kevin, and cautiously pounced on the Persian cat perched on the boy's head.

As a result, the alert little guy stepped on Kevin's head and jumped onto the dining table. The girl, using too much force, landed directly on the boy's head.

Tokisaki Kurumi hurriedly apologized, but when she caught a glimpse of the Persian cat cautiously escaping towards the door out of the corner of her eye, she immediately chased after it.

At this moment, the beautiful heart-shaped pattern on the cappuccino on the girl's table was no longer clearly visible.

Kevin lifted the British Shorthair by the scruff of its neck, his narrowed eyes making the little guy tremble with fear, obediently letting this prehistoric beast bully him.

So... are we drinking coffee or cuddling cats?

Chapter 410, Section 430: If only someone could launch a night raid.

"Meow... meow..."

"Meow... woo... meow?"

In an alleyway piled with building materials, a girl in a school uniform, with her handbag on her lap, is lying on the ground, "talking" to a Persian cat hiding in a crevice.

After several unsuccessful attempts to persuade it to surrender, it twisted its body and groped among the building materials, trying to pull out the little creature.

Finally, after leaving a red mark on the back of her hand, Tokisaki Kurumi successfully captured the adorable Persian cat, then pressed it close to her cheek, closed her eyes, and gently rubbed it up and down.

If you put cat ears and a tail on this girl, it's hard to say who looks more like a cat.

Kevin appeared at the alley entrance, couldn't bear to look at the girl's swaying little bottom and her adorable way of sticking her tongue out at the Persian cat, so he coughed a few times.

"Ah! You... how did you get here? Did you see everything?"

Tokisaki Kurumi hurriedly lowered her right hand, which was curled up like a cat's paw, and got up from the ground. A blush spread from her cheeks to her ears.

"The shop owner is counting cats, and I've been sent to catch a fugitive..."

Kevin wisely skipped the awkward topic and urged Tokisaki Kurumi, who had been lingering outside for a long time, to prepare to return to the cat cafe and return the lost item.

After lingering for a few reluctant moments, the girl had to say goodbye to the amusement park. Although her body was at the door, her gaze remained fixed on the group of adorable children.

Kevin stroked his chin thoughtfully, then asked Tokisaki Kurumi to wait outside for a moment before returning to the cat cafe to buy some "specialties".

A moment later, the angel carrying the "local specialty" stuffed the trembling little thing into Tokisaki Kurumi's arms.

"I bought extra desserts from the shop owner; this cat was a free gift..."

With Kevin's beaming explanation, a delighted Tokisaki Kurumi hugged the Persian cat tightly, showering it with kisses and cuddles all the way.

Afterwards, taking advantage of the remaining excitement, the two basically visited all the famous places in the Saint Fath Town.

On a pirate ship, you can ride the waves; you can mingle with a church choir to discuss the melody of hymns; and you can sample delicacies like French foie gras and salt-baked snails on a food street.

Kevin, in a playful mood, even encouraged the audacious Persian cat to provoke a large stray dog.

After scratching the dog twice, its pitiful barking attracted dozens of its companions who were scavenging for food in the garbage heap.

"What are you waiting for? Run!"

Amidst the dogs' whimpers and approach, Kevin kicked the trash can, grabbed the frozen Tokisaki Kurumi, and turned and ran.

Tokisaki Kurumi picked up the troublesome Persian cat, and amidst the little guy's piercing screams, the two culprits inadvertently broke into broad smiles.

However, during this cat-and-dog battle, more and more stray dogs, called upon by their companions, gathered from the alleyways to lend a helping hand.

Kevin and Tokisaki Kurumi were almost chased out of their way. After several attempts, they finally managed to close an iron gate, and in the light ahead, they could vaguely see a wide street and a crowded crowd.

But just as the two broke through the encirclement and before they could even catch their breath, a blood-soaked Pig-headed Man, carrying a cleaver, walked towards them.

"Bang!"

What the hell is that?! Kevin, quick-witted, kicked the monster away, Tokisaki Kurumi side, gave it a final kick in the stomach.

But the moment Kevin's foot touched the "cleaver," the metallic blade immediately went limp.

Wait, rubber?

"Kids, what are you doing?"

At this moment, a Minotaur dressed as a butcher, carrying an axe, stepped forward and shoved the two apart in a gruff voice.

As the gazes of those around him converged, Kevin realized that he seemed to be in a region ruled by Serpent God.

For example, in the cage carried by the two Ram-headed Man on the left, there is a human who has been "disemboweled," with dark red "blood" splattered along the way.

In the background, a butcher dressed in white and wearing a white hat, holding a bone saw, is dismembering a human mannequin.

After the two regained their senses, they noticed the eye-catching slogan written on the blood-stained banners around them.

"Stop the barbarity! Stop the slaughter of animals!"

"Promoting vegetarianism and protecting our common home!"

"If humans become food, can you bear it? Don't let their present become our future!"

"Stop killing stray cats and dogs! Don't be cold-blooded executioners!"

Damn... is this an animal protection association?

If you're going to hold a parade, just hold a proper parade. Don't do things like body art and make it so scary. It's not friendly to children!

After the two apologized, the Pig-headed Man who had suffered this undeserved misfortune had no choice but to accept his bad luck.

As the march continued, Kevin noticed that many of the open-minded French people were wearing banners and participating in the movement semi-nude.

So, although the ketchup everywhere was a bit disgusting, the genuine waves of buttocks and breasts around them created a beautiful sight.

However, before Kevin could even blend in and experience the excitement of the protest, a faint metallic scraping sound came from the alley behind them, and Kevin could even hear the barking of dogs coming from all directions.

"Stop the barbarity! Stop the slaughter of animals!"

"Felines are the best!"

Kevin's eyes lit up, and he immediately took a bag of ketchup from a blonde woman next to him, smearing some on his own face and Tokisaki Kurumi's face.

Then, at the boy's prompting, the two shouted slogans and walked forward.

Moments later, dozens of angry stray dogs surged out of the alley, causing a chaotic scene of animals stumbling and screaming.

Fortunately, they were covered in ketchup, and the group of monsters and demons behind them, holding various models of severed limbs, were mostly tall and strong.

After being soundly fierce but actually cowardly, the stray dogs were given a good beating and then ran away whimpering with their tails between their legs.

Tsk tsk, so much for protecting animals. They talk a good game, but their actions are quite predictable.

Those who are willing to do real work are generally more action than words.

Taking advantage of the Tokisaki Kurumi and quietly slipped out of the group. The two of them made their way through the crowd and somehow ended up at the fountain in the center of town.