Zhao Bai led them downstairs to the motorcycle.
This bike could only deploy one sidecar, which meant one person had to sit on the back seat.
It didn't take much effort for them to decide on their positions.
Liliya climbed into the sidecar, narrowed her eyes slightly, and began dozing off.
"ZZZZ~"
Rosaliya excitedly sat on the back seat—no, she wasn't sitting obediently at all. She boldly stood on the back seat, both hands gripping Zhao Bai's shoulders, her tail swishing excitedly from side to side, completely ignoring the dangers of flying at high altitude.
Takeoff!
The motorcycle rose vertically, piercing through the clouds. Liliya remained fast asleep, while Rosaliya's hands gripping his shoulders quietly tightened.
She was a little nervous, but also extremely excited.
The motorcycle crossed the sea and arrived at a bustling city.
"Liliya, look, it's a theater!"
"Someone's performing inside... they're doing crosstalk, Liliya. I'm so jealous!"
"ZZZZ~"
"Liliya, look, it's an open-air troupe!"
"ZZZZ~"
"Liliya, look, there are magicians performing too!"
"ZZZZ~"
"Liliya, are you even listening to me?"
He didn't know about anything else, but taking the twins on missions at least meant no one would feel bored. Not only would they not be bored, they would be so noisy that no one could sleep.
The motorcycle passed the grand theater, the open-air troupe, and the magicians' clumsy performances.
They left the city and arrived in the suburbs.
Rosaliya's expression shifted from delight to confusion, then to looking like she wanted to cry.
"Didn't they say that when Schicksal carried out missions, they were always in crowded metropolitan cities?"
"Maybe someone lied to you."
Zhao Bai answered kindly, shattering Rosaliya's illusion.
At that moment, Liliya woke up as well.
She turned her head and asked in confusion, "Rosaliya, why are you crying?"
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