Your Yandere Director Is Ready for Pickup.

"Is that so?"

For some reason, everyone present was looking at Mo Wang with a strange expression.

"Yes, so please, Roman, keep this from the Director for me while I go slack off for a bit."

Mo Wang then spoke to Roman.

"Is that so? I'd love to do that, but the Director is right behind you right now."

At this moment, a wicked smile finally appeared on Roman's face.

"Huh? Roman, you're lying again. How could the Director be here? If she were here, she would have been nagging me already. Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Mo Wang waved his hands repeatedly, but the next moment, he felt a pair of soft but strong hands directly on his neck, and then repeatedly turned his head backward.

Mo Wang stiffly turned around, only to be met with Olga Marie's face, so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a "kind" smile, but her eyes gleamed with a dangerous light.

"Hey, isn't this our hero? You've been missing for a week, have you been having fun?"

Olga Marie's voice was as soft as a feather, yet it sent a chill down Mo Wang's spine.

"Director! Let me explain—"

Mo Wang chuckled awkwardly and took a half step back, only to be grabbed by the collar by Olga Marie.

"An explanation? Sure."

She squinted, her knuckles cracking. "We have plenty of time to explain."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Wang felt his head being pressed down by an irresistible force. Like a cat being grabbed by the scruff of its neck, he was dragged out the door by Olga Marie. His toes didn't even touch the ground; he could only futilely flail through the air.

"Help! Help! Mashu! Doctor! You can't just stand by and watch me die!"

Mo Wang struggled to cast pleading glances at the crowd, but—

"Senior... Good luck!"

Mashu wiped away her tears, then smiled and waved her little hand.

"Uh, I suddenly remembered that I still have a report to write."

Roman coughed tactically, his shoulders twitching suspiciously as he turned.

"Oh my, the sunset is so red today."

Cú Chulainn whistled and looked up at the ceiling.

"..."

Red A silently pulled out a bag of sunflower seeds.

Amidst the suppressed laughter of the crowd, Mo Wang was forcibly dragged out the door. Soon, the corridor echoed with someone's groans and the Director's "gentle" lecturing voice:

"Disappearing without permission? Hmm? Causing problems at the Root? Hmm? Still trying to slack off? Hmm?!"

"I'm sorry! Director! Be gentle! My ear's going to fall off!"

Hearing the screams fading into the distance, Da Vinci, who had remained silent in the room, couldn't help but laugh, "As expected, only the Director can handle this little devil."

"After all--"

Looking at his stomach pain, which had suddenly disappeared without any medicine, Roman said meaningfully, "This is what they call 'one thing subdues another.'"

Spiritron Transfer Room, a Deliverance who was screaming in agony as his ear was being pulled finally realized: indeed, compared to the Counter Force, the rampaging Director was the real "Human Evil"!

Chapter 194 Your Yandere Director, Please Sign Here

In Olga Marie's office, Mo Wang was on pins and needles, staring at the silent Olga Marie Animusphere.

Olga Marie Animusphere was busy processing the documents in her hands, ignoring Mo Wang completely.

Olga Marie Animusphere has been like this for almost an hour now.

During this time, no matter how much Mo Wang questioned Olga Marie, all he received were those cold, indifferent eyes.

Logically speaking, Mo Wang should be very happy that the Director never nagged him.

But as Olga Marie Director Mo Wang, the more silent she became, the angrier she was.

It was like the calm before the storm.

It was so oppressive it was frightening.

"Olga Marie Animusphere."

"Director?"

"Director Olga Marie Animusphere?"

"My dear Director Olga Marie Animusphere?"

"Please stop, okay? I was wrong, alright? Please say something, Director. This is making me very scared."

At this moment, Mo Wang once again used his coquettish charm on Olga Marie, Olga Marie Animusphere.

As Mo Wang, Mo Wang's actions caused Olga Marie Animusphere to stop what she was doing.

Olga Marie Animusphere then looked at Mo Wang with a gentle expression.

"AUV, how could our Lord Mo Wang be wrong? Can you tell me exactly where you went wrong?"

It was completely different from the anger she showed when she brought Mo Wang over before.

At this moment, Olga Marie Animusphere's words had a sarcastic and unsettling tone.

This caused a few beads of cold sweat to appear on Mo Wang's forehead.

Who exactly taught the Director to speak in that tone?

"Mo Wang, do you remember what you promised me before you left?"

At this moment, Olga Marie Animusphere asked Mo Wang.

"Uh, don't cause trouble. Come back as soon as possible after clearing the Singularity?"

Mo Wang blurted out instinctively when he saw Olga Marie Animusphere like that.

"So, this is your 'don't cause trouble' attitude?!"

At this moment, Olga Marie Animusphere finally couldn't hold back any longer, slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and grabbed Mo Wang by the collar.

"They went straight in and started digging up Charlemagne's grave with their Servant, then created giant robots and spaceships. They even messed up the entire Singularity by attracting some strange guys!"

"They were even eventually tracked down by the Counter Force! They disappeared for a whole week!"

"Is this how you promised me?! Tell me!"

Faced with the enraged Olga Marie Animusphere, Mo Wang wanted to say that there was actually no danger, but then the Director leaned on him and started crying.

"Do you know... because of your disappearance, the alarms at Chaldea sounded all night..."

Her voice trembled, and warm tears soaked his uniform. "When Sheba couldn't see your signal, I felt like the sky was falling."

Mo Wang felt her fingertips trembling as she gripped his back, like a drowning person clutching a straw. The force of his fist pounding on her shoulder blade lessened, finally turning into a feeble scratch. "Damn it... you said you'd be back on time... but when the alarm popped up saying you'd been taken away by Gaia's side Heroic Spirit... I'd even prepared your funeral eulogy..."

Seeing the Director sobbing softly, Mo Wang couldn't help but scratch his head.

I never imagined that my week-long disappearance would put so much more pressure on the Director. The usually strong-willed Director actually broke down in tears because of his disappearance.

Okay, he admitted that he had gone a bit too far.

After all, he never expected that his last attempt to cause trouble would turn out like this.

It's perfectly normal for the Director to be so angry.

"I was wrong! I'm guilty, I shouldn't have deceived our lovely Lady Olga Marie!"

At that moment, Mo Wang immediately slid to his knees and hugged Olga Marie Animusphere's waist, and also started crying.

"Director! This really isn't my fault! How could I have known that this Singularity could Honkai to this extent?"

"I originally planned to dig up some items for Heroic Spirit Summoning, but I never expected those people to do something like this."

"That Marshal not only unleashed the Great Sea Demon, but he even brought out some Demon God King! I was forced to take out those things! I really didn't want to cause trouble!"

Mo Wang, holding Olga Marie Animusphere, said with snot and tears streaming down his face, which actually soaked Olga Marie Animusphere.

"You, you bastard! Let me go right now!"

Olga Marie Animusphere, who was initially a little angry, blushed when she saw Mo Wang's aggrieved expression.

Olga Marie's face flushed instantly, and she grabbed Mo Wang's collar, pulling hard. "Disgusting! Who gave you permission to wipe your snot on my new uniform!" But the harder she pulled, the more the shameless guy clung to her like an octopus.

"Those bastards from Gaia are inhuman, Director!" Mo Wang buried his face in her stomach, grumbling in a muffled voice, "They said they were going to fix the holes in the world wall, and they made me work for seven days straight without sleep patching up the Throne of Heroes!" He took the opportunity to rub his wet face against the Director's clean uniform, "Look at my dark circles, I could cosplay as a panda!"

At this moment, Mo Wang pointed to his eyes, which had no dark circles at all, and said to Olga Marie Animusphere.

Gaia and Alaya, who were watching Mo Wang's performance near the Root, said that they might not be human, but Mo Wang was a real dog.

What do you mean they kidnapped her to be a laborer? It's obvious that he's the one who caused all this!

Despicable! So despicable!

"You, you let go first..."

Olga Marie Animusphere's voice suddenly weakened. She felt an unnatural tremor in her waist and looked down to find unhealed burn marks from Magic Circuits on the back of Mo Wang's exposed neck. The spiderweb-like pale purple marks were particularly glaring against his pale skin, a typical symptom of overusing magic. (Don't ask how it got there; the answer is Mo Wang just got it.)

Mo Wang suddenly felt a cool finger lightly touch the back of his neck. "Does it hurt?" The three words were as light as a feather falling to the ground. He looked up in surprise and saw that the Director's red eyes still held tears that hadn't been wiped away, his previously furious eyebrows were now drooping softly, and his lower lip, marked with teeth, was trembling slightly.

"Actually—" He was about to boast when the Director suddenly grabbed him by the collar and slammed him onto the sofa. In a dizzying moment, a lavender-scented handkerchief was roughly slapped across his face. "Idiot! Why didn't you just say you were injured!" The wiping motion seemed fierce but was actually gentle. "Is Chaldea's medical department just for show?"

Through the gap in the handkerchief, Mo Wang saw the Director carefully treating the wounds with healing Magecraft. In the warm golden light, tiny teardrops still clung to her eyelashes, reflecting a rainbow-like halo under the office overhead light. He grabbed the hand that was performing the magic as if possessed. "Actually, it hurts the most here." Xi pressed her palm against his chest, "After being Director's cold violence for an hour, this place feels like it's going to split open."

"Don't push your luck!" Olga Marie Animusphere pulled her hand back as if electrocuted, but threw the entire box of strawberry daifuku into his arms—the very limited-edition dessert she had deliberately locked in the drawer last week.

"Go eat your sweets!" She turned her back to organize documents, her bright red earlobes peeking through her silver hair. "We'll do a full check-up when Roman gets back... If you suffer any lasting effects, I'll throw you to feed Fou!"

Hehehe.

Mo Wang looked at the pastries in his hand and couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, the Director wasn't so angry anymore.

"What are you laughing at, you rascal?"

Seeing Mo Wang's expression, Olga Marie Animusphere couldn't help but turn her head away.

"Um, would you like to eat together?"

At this moment, Mo Wang smiled and said to the Director.

"Well, if that's the case, then give it a try."

Seeing Mo Wang's invitation, Olga Marie Animusphere awkwardly turned her head away before sitting down next to Mo Wang.

Mo Wang had just unpacked the exquisitely packaged box when the pink and white strawberry daifuku emitted an enticing sweet aroma. He picked one up and handed it to Olga Marie. Director took it with feigned modesty, her fingertips accidentally touched his palm, causing her to recoil as if burned.

"Director, please try some first—"

Before she could finish speaking, the office door was suddenly pushed open. "Mary -chan~ the limited edition daifuku I left with you last time..." Da Vinci-chan's voice trailed off. Mo Wang turned his head and saw the Uomo Universale still holding the door open, his gaze sweeping back and forth between their overlapping shadows and their about-to-touch fingertips.

The air froze for three seconds.

"Ara~"

Da Vinci suddenly used his folding fan to cover the corners of his mouth that were turning up, his eyelashes fluttering rapidly. "Looks like I've come at the wrong time~"

She backed away towards the door, the tiny gears on her Mystic Code spinning excitedly in afterimages. "You guys continue, continue~"

"Wait! It's not what you think!" Olga Marie jumped up, almost crushing the daifuku in her hand into a glutinous rice cake. "Please don't misunderstand!"

"I understand, I understand~"

Da Vinci, unfazed by bumping into the doorframe while backing up, instead gave two thumbs-up. "Post-battle supplies are important! By the way—" she suddenly popped half her head out, "Mary -chan has cream on her lips~"

"Whoa!" The Director frantically tried to wipe it off, but ended up smearing strawberry jam all over her nose. Mo Wang instinctively reached out to help her wipe it, a gesture that elicited a strange "guhehe" laugh from Da Vinci, who even deformed the doorknob from her grip.

After the door slammed shut, Da Vinci announced via his broadcast Magecraft throughout Chaldea: "Attention everyone! The cafeteria is adding desserts! The reason... well, consider it a celebration that a certain blockhead has finally seen the light!"

Olga Marie froze on the spot, mechanically taking a bite of daifuku. "I'll cut off the magic supply to her lab tomorrow..."

Looking at the strawberry seed dangling from the director's nose, Mo Wang suddenly felt that it was more lethal than any Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasm. He couldn't help but smile.

"Why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing~"