Let's Go on a Date! / The Audience Gets Blamed for Everything

"Hmm, a very... reassuring scent, Cui smelled it..."

Mustering her courage, Fuse Midori, with her head bowed and her little hand raised, whispered a word of justice for Kevin.

"That's right! Her mouth tasted sweet, like candy, and her arms were so warm. Apart from my bottom being a little sore, this was the most comfortable sleep my sister and I have ever had!"

Yin stood up, hands on hips, chin raised, and proudly proclaimed.

Kevin stared at the blankets that had been pushed up beneath him, his face ashen. He nodded Affliction, moved, to the little girl who had asked him for credit.

Are you worried I'm not dying fast enough? Thank you!

"If I said it was all a misunderstanding, would you believe me?"

The boy's face was contorted with grief, and he squeezed out a few crocodile tears, his eyes brimming with tears.

"He's hopeless, just kill him!"

Tendou Kisara and Raiden Mei formed a perfectly synchronized formation, their expressions grim.

At this moment, Kiana excitedly drew her "Water Sprite II" dual pistols, while Bronya pulled a high-explosive grenade from her bag and silently handed it to a certain impulsive player.

"That knife is fast!"

Anzu nudged Seele beside her, forcing her to materialize her Azure Scythe and hand it to Raiden Mei.

"Use Honkai energy Bullets!"

This mischievous kid, always eager to stir up trouble, even pulled out a special kind of ammunition—these were all handmade supplies from his craft class, and they were sure to be powerful enough.

"I... I went with Enju to get the trash bags..."

Rentaro Satomi gave Kevin a knowing look and then made a hasty escape under the pretext of "collecting the body."

Kevin's outstretched hand froze in mid-air as he flashed a bright smile at the group of tigresses who had surrounded him.

"One last request, could you... please not slap me in the face..."

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut, and a constant crackling sound echoed from inside the room.

ps: In the morning, I checked the plot of "Pitch Black Bullet" about the police shooting a little lolita who stole food. I only found some vague information. I will come back to fill in the plot to ensure that it will be satisfying and rest assured. @.

Chapter 489, Section 516: Let's Go on a Date!

Why is God so unfair, insisting on pinning the label of "lolicon" on me!

In the corridor of the Tendou Civil Security Company, Kevin, who was temporarily forbidden from contacting the group of little girls, viciously gnawed on the pizza that made him nauseous, his expression distressed.

Honestly, I'm clearly into mature, Mature Woman!

"You run pretty fast, Rentaro?"

As the footsteps behind him drew closer, the boy rolled his eyes and asked a question.

"You know, these women are terrifying..."

Rentaro Satomi tossed a can of cola to Kevin, who was swallowing pizza dry, and looked at the bruises on the angel's face with lingering fear.

"Those tigresses are all gone?"

"Yes, Raiden Mei sent a car from ME Company to pick up and drop off the kids at school these days, and also to help them familiarize themselves with the routes..."

"Then why would I eat a bird pizza?! I hate that stuff!"

Kevin tossed the disgusting thing into the trash can, then jumped down the corridor and rushed toward the food court on Midgar Street with shining eyes.

Anyway, as an investor, he basically doesn't have to work shifts. Now that he has a chance to escape their clutches, it would be a miracle if he didn't hurry up and have a good meal.

"CC, wanna go shopping together?"

"You're paying for my meal?"

"No tattling!"

"Make a deal!"

Two corrupt officials, one big and one small, reached an agreement to collude after a brief conversation, handing over the task of overseeing the company to the Rentaro Satomi.

"Hey, you two, come back soon! I have class this afternoon!"

"It's over!"

CC, who has always been lazy, spoke in a flat tone.

"Hello, is this Gouda High School? Rentaro Satomi accidentally broke his right leg and is recovering at home, so he won't be able to go to school for a while..."

"Huh? You said he registered that his right leg was a prosthesis when he enrolled?"

"It's okay, prosthetics can break too. It's being sent back to the factory for repairs..."

"How many days the maintenance will take? How would I know? It depends on... the mood and work speed of the maintenance worker on the other end..."

"That's all! I won't say anymore, the patient is quite emotionally unstable right now!"

Kevin hung up the phone with a smile, gave Rentaro Satomi an encouraging look, and his expression was quite friendly.

"They spent too much money, and they're being a bit overly concerned. They want to see pictures from the scene and come over to offer their condolences."

"But I refused. Young man, work hard! Hard work is a contribution to society! It's a blessing!"

"If you refuse, for the sake of your reputation, I will have no choice but to pack up the evidence and send it to the school."

The boy's gaze turned sinister as he glanced at the honest Rentaro's mechanical right leg.

How to send it? Do you even need to ask? Of course, we'll cut the price and ship it free!

Under duress from his superiors, Rentaro Satomi amused and exasperated, had no choice but to take charge of the Tendou Civil Security Company, becoming nothing more than Tool Person gatekeeper.

Without the miserly Tendou Kisara watching over them, and with nothing to do, Kevin and CC, who were in cahoots, ate their way from one end of the street to the other, their mouths greasy with oil.

It was noon, a gentle breeze was blowing, the sky was clear and the sun was shining. The two walked and stopped frequently, planning to stop by the Seventh Heaven Bar to have a few glasses of sweet and sour juice to quench their thirst.

However, within 300 meters of the bar, the two lazy bums secretly exchanged a glance, each sensing something unusual.

At this moment, the surrounding streets were quiet. The pedestrians walking on the road moved in an orderly fashion, seemingly stepping to a beat. Although they were doing all sorts of things, their eyes kept lingering near the Seventh Heaven Bar.

Because they were distracted by watching a certain direction, some of them didn't look at the intersection and walked straight ahead, bumping into a girl carrying a flower basket.

Fortunately, at the last second, the blond youth riding the black motorcycle pulled on the handlebars, slid to the side, and reached out to catch the flower girl who was falling towards the concrete.

As the dull screech of tires filled the air, Cloud gently set the flower girl down, his right hand snapping back from her waist as if electrocuted, and he bowed his head shyly to offer his advice.

"Something might happen here today, you'd better be careful, maybe try selling flowers somewhere else."

At this moment, Aerith, a girl from the slums of the Abandoned Commercial District, nodded gratefully, then looked at the nearly half of the flowers scattered on the ground, squatted down with some sadness, and picked up the remaining petals.

Meanwhile, worried glances were cast toward the Seventh Heaven Bar.

Schrodinger Company's excavation of ancient ruins has led to the spread of Crystallization Sickness. Many infected individuals have had to leave their hometowns and travel to Tokyo, where Schrodinger Company's headquarters are located, to seek medical treatment in order to obtain new targeted drugs.

The exorbitant costs force these powerless patients to live in slums in Abandoned Commercial District, where they have to resort to various means, including theft and robbery, to make a living.

Aerith lived here, and even more tragically, her parents died one after another due to the persistent infection of Crystallization Sickness.

Thanks to the kind people at the Seventh Heaven Bar, she, a frail young girl, was able to survive in the harsh environment of the slums.

Later, in order to protect Aerith's self-esteem, the staff of Seventh Heaven Bar decided to regularly order fresh flowers from the girl every day to decorate the bar.

Thus, Aerith took on the marginal job of growing and selling flowers. Although life was hard, she was happy.

Feeling grateful, Aerith always wanted to do something for the people of Seventh Heaven.

At noon today, as the number of stalls decreased and many unfamiliar faces entered the area, Aerith suspected that the people of Seventh Heaven might be in trouble. Therefore, she came alone to warn Tifa and the others.

Unexpectedly, they bumped into some unfamiliar faces on the way and were rescued by a somewhat shy blond young man.

Unfortunately... they're from Schrodinger Company...

As Aerith picked up the flowers, she thought of the logo on the motorcycle and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"I'll help..."

Some enthusiastic Cloud jumped off the motorcycle, picked up the flowers still wet with dew, and put them back into the flower basket.

"Aerith..."

After finishing her work, the gentle young woman reached out her hand with a sweet smile.

"Cloud ..."

The Imperial Army's Super Soldier was momentarily stunned, then, after a brief moment of bewilderment, shyly reached out and gently grasped the girl's fingertips.

However, after a moment's hesitation, Aerith grasped Cloud's hands together and made a pleading request.

"Cloud, we've met now, right? So, could you do me a favor?"

"These flowers are a pre-order from the bar over there, and they have to be delivered before midnight. If they're late, I simply can't afford the penalty..."

"So, could you please deliver this flower basket there? I'd be grateful if you could help, and I'll pay you if you do!"

This was the first time a girl had held his right hand so tightly. Cloud's shy heart was overwhelmed by the delicacy and softness of her touch, and he nodded subconsciously.

Immediately, Cloud grabbed the flower basket, rushed across the street, showed his identification to the four black-armored Imperial Army at the entrance of the Seventh Heaven Bar, and safely delivered Aerith's request.

"The job is done, no payment needed, go home now!"

Cloud returned to the flower girl and offered his advice again, his tone sincere.

"No! You have to get what you deserve. How about this, since you don't want cash..."

"Well then... let's go on a date! How about you take me home, Mr. Bodyguard?"

Aerith carried a flower basket, her hands behind her back, then leaned forward and gave a gentle, playful smile.

Cloud, as if possessed, grasped those hands and followed behind in a daze, momentarily forgetting the captain's order for him to stand by nearby.

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Note: Aerith is a character in Final Fantasy VII, Cloud's lover, who died at the hands of Sephiroth.

You understand the purpose of helping others build a wall, right?

There will be two more updates tonight, I'll try my best.

Chapter 490, Section 517: Audience Members Caught in the Crossfire (Bonus Chapter)

As the wind chimes rang, the door of the Seventh Heaven Bar was gently pushed open. Kevin forcibly suppressed the urge to turn and run away, and grinned with an innocent and bright smile.

The hall was almost entirely filled with acquaintances.

At the second table on the left, Interpol Officer Jill and Shirley, dressed as foreign tourists, were enjoying brightly colored cocktails while chatting and laughing with several little girls running around carrying trays.

Beside the large table in the center, the five Valkyrie of the St. Freya Academy were whispering with the adopted children and exchanging gifts.

Lightning, a female Gunblade with short pink hair, sat at the counter, downing cocktails one after another, clutching a stack of family files on the Cursed Children in her hand, her sharp eyes fixed on Tifa, who was mixing drinks.

"Sir, are there any problems with the procedures for Seventh Heaven Bar to adopt these children?"

Tifa placed the freshly prepared Bloody Mary next to Thunder, her smile gentle yet somewhat distant.

Lei Ting nodded slightly, then leaned close to her ear and whispered coldly.

"You know this isn't what I'm looking for. Where's that bastard Sno?"

"While I'd like to help, I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about. Everyone at Seventh Heaven Bar is a law-abiding citizen who obeys regulations and pays their taxes on time..."

Tifa's smile remained unchanged as she returned the sharp retort with neither too force nor too soft.

"I hope you'll still be this calm when I catch him..."

Lei Ting looked deeply at the seemingly gentle but inwardly strong girl, his cold expression growing even more intense. He pressed his hand on the table and slowly rose to his feet.

"May you and the Imperial Army soon eradicate evil and restore peace to Midgar Street..."

"Thank you for your patronage. The total charge is 53,472 yen. Would you like to pay by card or cash?"