Jiang Xia went home carrying a huge bundle of fresh, sweet Aloe-flavored Killing Intent.
Meanwhile, after taking a roundabout route with eight hundred twists and turns and doing her utmost to shake off the possibly nonexistent tail behind her, the Aloe in question returned to her safehouse.
"One night was more exhausting than ten days."
After staying alert at home for a while longer and confirming that nothing had happened, Curacao finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the wide, soft sofa.
After hesitating for a moment, she reached out, fumbled around in her Handbag for a while, and took out... a game disc.
—the new chapter of that game that had been previewed a few days ago went on sale today.
Since she had to go to the Commercial Street to meet the client anyway, Curacao had arrived a few minutes early and picked up a copy while she was there.
Of course, it was not because it was fun. It was only to gather more intelligence. Besides...
"He actually sneaked onto my car without making a sound. I can't just let that slide so easily... I need to beat him up viciously in the game."
At that thought, Curacao's temple suddenly twitched, because this simple, pure goal was actually difficult to achieve.
—Thanks to that damned Love-brained Game Designer, beating up Jiang Xia in the game might require struggling for days outside the game. And even after beating him up, she would not get to see that guy's bruised and battered miserable face. All that would drop were a few terrifying CGs that made her hair stand on end, completely defying the biological laws of what should happen after someone got beaten up.
...But no matter what, being able to beat him up was still good.