"Sis, how about we knock him out? He's so annoying."
Kenji finally couldn't stand Frenchie's incessant chatter anymore and asked for her approval.
Kimiko shook her head, gently pushed Kenji aside, and walked beside Frenchie, quietly listening to his jokes and banter.
Frenchie soon noticed something. "Can't you speak?"
Kimiko shook her head, pointed at her mouth, and crossed two fingers in an X.
"All right, looks like we really do have a communication problem." Frenchie looked thoughtful.
Beside them, Kenji's face was as dark as charcoal.
He kept feeling that this guy Soldier Boy had specifically ordered them to capture had designs on his sister.
The moment Frenchie saw his sister, he hadn't even resisted. He had promptly surrendered and agreed to return to Vought with them, which said plenty.
Most importantly, the usually violent Kimiko hadn't used violence at any point.
"Damn it, we're catching a fugitive. Am I going to lose my sister in the bargain?" Kenji muttered.
Frenchie leaned over. "Hey, kid, what's her name?"
Kenji: "..."
With Frenchie asking about everything under the sun, time passed quickly, and they returned to Vought in a fairly peaceful atmosphere.
The elevator rose slowly. Frenchie stood inside with both hands in his jacket pockets, a somewhat complicated expression on his face.
After he joined The Boys Squad that Butcher had formed, Vought Tower had become an absolute no-go zone for him. Yet now he had actually walked right in.
Oh, no, that wasn't right. He had been brought in under arrest by the beauty beside him.
"This world's fucking crazy," Frenchie said to himself.
Kenji heard him and turned, just in time to catch Frenchie secretly grinning with delight. He couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Ever since they left the abandoned factory, Frenchie hadn't shut his mouth, constantly