"No, I have to stop him!"
Without another word, March 7th hurried off the train in her pajamas and slippers.
She stopped in front of Yan Huan.
Yan Huan was holding a pistol and noticed March 7th entering his field of vision.
Her hair was a mess, her pink-and-blue eyes wide with fury as she said in exasperation,
"Hey, you got all those weapons for this?"
Yan Huan froze for a moment, then nodded.
"Yeah. What, are you interested too?"
"Interested my ass! Give their stuff back!"
March 7th directly snatched a bottle of red wine from Yan Huan's hand and hurriedly stuffed it into the hands of the staffer beside them, whose face had gone blue with fright.
The staffer was initially stunned, then overjoyed, his features twisting with happiness.
Clutching the red wine, he repeatedly bowed. "Thank you, glug glug glug..."
Then, under Yan Huan's astonished gaze, he immediately fled into the distance.
"Fuck, you think you can run? Did I approve that?!" Yan Huan came to his senses and fired on the spot.
Without the slightest hesitation.
"Bang bang bang bang bang—!!"
But the staffer had run too far. Every bullet struck near his feet, throwing up a shower of sparks.
Hearing the gunshots behind him, his face went white with terror. He sprinted a hundred meters and darted into a side path.
Yan Huan wanted to give chase, but March 7th hurriedly spread her arms to block him. "Hey, what are you doing? Is it really worth this? You're throwing away all your dignity over a bottle of wine!"
Yan Huan frowned.
"But that wine was expensive."
March 7th became even angrier when she heard that.
"That still doesn't mean you can rob someone! Besides, are you really short on money? If you wanted to drink it so badly, couldn't you just buy some?"
Yan Huan had a hard time understanding March 7th's repeated attempts to stop him.
"If I buy it again, won't I have to wait? Why wait when I can drink it right away?"
"Fuck, you robbed someone over a reason like that?!" March 7th snapped and immediately attacked Yan Huan.
One elbow strike knocked the bewildered Yan Huan to the floor. She then straddled him and locked his head tightly in an elbow hold!
Some passing staffers in the distance lowered their heads and pretended not to see anything.
Yan Huan's whole face was turning green as March 7th choked him against the floor, leaving him short of breath.
"Miss, what the hell is wrong with you? Cough, cough, cough... I was almost done just now. Why did you have to interfere?"
The more March 7th thought about it, the angrier she got. Her pink-and-blue eyes widened, and her elbow tightened further.
"Good grief. If I hadn't stopped you, you would've ruined the Express Crew's reputation completely!"
The two remained locked in that position for a long time, their insults echoing for miles around.
Until a woman with dark red hair and a mature, voluptuous figure arrived.
The newcomer was none other than Himeko.
She carried a small containment chamber in her arms and looked in confusion at Yan Huan lying on the ground and March 7th sitting on top of him.
"What... are you doing?"
March 7th's pink-and-blue eyes lit up when she saw Himeko.
"Sister Himeko, you came at just the right time! It's hard to imagine what kind of mental state this guy is in—he actually dared to commit highway robbery!"
Himeko froze while holding the containment chamber. "Robbery?!"
March 7th nodded vigorously.
"Yes, I saw it all! He even shot at them. It was absolutely vile!"
Yan Huan pressed against the cold floor, feeling the weight on his back, his eyes nearly splitting with rage.
"What's wrong with shooting? I was already being restrained by not spraying him with a submachine gun!"
"You're still talking! You're still talking!" March 7th tightened her hold.
He was going to disgrace the Star Rail Express beyond redemption!
Himeko sniffed and stared blankly at the two of them.
"So Shui Xiao got away, and my wine is gone too?"
Her low voice made March 7th pause.
"Huh? What Shui Xiao? Was that wine yours, Sister Himeko?"
Himeko nodded, frowning deeply.
"If I understood correctly, did you let the Shui Xiao disguised as a staffer go?"
March 7th said, "What? Wasn't that an ordinary staffer?"
As March 7th began doubting herself, the strength in her hold immediately weakened.
Yan Huan seized the chance and broke free.
He then clutched his reddened neck and complained to Himeko.
"Teacher Himeko, look at this saint. I had Shui Xiao under control, but she snatched the red wine from me and handed it to Shui Xiao! She even covered for it. It was such a touching scene I was about to cry."
Listening to Yan Huan's explanation, March 7th's face instantly flushed red all the way to her ears.
"Then why, why didn't you tell me sooner that it wasn't human?! I thought you were really robbing someone!"
Yan Huan smiled.
"I did it on purpose, haha! Didn't see that coming, did you?"
Himeko: "..."
Yan Huan said, "I just wanted to teach you a lesson and see if you'd dare get in my way again."
Himeko remained silent. "..."
Yan Huan and March 7th cursed at each other while quietly shuffling farther away from Himeko.
March 7th said indignantly,
"Are you sick? If you'd told me, I wouldn't have gotten in your way, would I?!"
Yan Huan said, "Then I wouldn't have gotten to see that guilty expression on your face. What a loss that would've been."
March 7th said, "You really deserve to die."
The two walked farther and farther away from Himeko, whose expression was growing increasingly unfriendly.
They were just about to disappear from Himeko's sight.
With a dark expression, Himeko gritted her teeth and shouted at them.
"Don't move! Heh, you two sure know how to have fun, don't you?"
Star Rail Express, Observation Car.
March 7th and Yan Huan knelt side by side on the floor, each trying to shift the blame onto the other.
"Sister Himeko, you really can't blame me for this! This guy deliberately refused to explain himself!"
"Teacher Himeko, you have to judge this fairly. March snatched the wine from me, and she let the culprit go. No matter how you look at it, you can't pin it all on me."
Himeko sat before them with one leg crossed over the other, so angry she was nearly laughing.
"March, Yan Huan, you two are really something. Do you know how far it was to walk from there to the Containment Section, carry out the containment chamber, and walk all the way back?"
Her expression darkened further.
"Especially you, Yan Huan. You're from the Path of Joy, right? You really know how to stir things up, don't you?!"
Yan Huan knelt on the floor with a fawning smile.
"Teacher Himeko, although the wine is gone, a staffer gave me a pack of cigarettes just now. Would you like one?"
Still kneeling, he slowly shuffled forward and pulled out a cigarette to offer Himeko.
Himeko: "..."
Yan Huan gave an awkward laugh.
"Look, they're Furong Wang cigarettes. I heard even celebrities love smoking them. If you don't like those, I've also got Snow Leopard e-cigarettes. The staffers who thanked me for saving the Space Station gave them all to me."
"Smack."
Himeko kicked the cigarette from Yan Huan's hand away.
"Yan Huan, let me tell you, nothing you say now will help. I don't want to deal with this Shui Xiao anyway. You caused this mess, so you solve it yourselves!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Himeko stood up, passed the two of them, and headed for her room in clicking high heels.
The Furong Wang cigarette she had kicked onto the floor looked rather awkward.
March 7th snorted, stood up, and complained,
"Are you insane? Why would you offer Sister Himeko a cigarette? Great, now you've really made her angry."
Yan Huan waved a hand, deeply confused.
"Aren't cigarettes and alcohol good friends? How can you favor only one of them?"
March 7th was speechless.
"Seriously, you really might be a lunatic from the Path of Joy."
Yan Huan nodded.
"I'll take that as a compliment. I do think I have a talent for causing trouble."
Thus, the task of finding Shui Xiao fell onto the two of them again.
Of course.
Yan Huan definitely did not want to do it.
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