“You speak.”
Bai Xia’s words were always so concise and clear, never dragging on.
She wasn’t someone who liked verbal games, but on the other hand, her small movements were especially frequent—compared to her, Su Qingyu, who made the first move, had less than half the small gestures.
Bai Xiaoya rolled her eyes.
“How am I supposed to talk when you two are like this?”
The big-breasted girl had tried to resist, struggling, but after two strong tugs, she found herself only squirming on the bed, completely unable to escape.
Their pincer move was too effective—the one on the left was a master of control, the one on the right had a death grip.
“You can speak,” Bai Xia said blandly.
“It’s not like we blocked your mouth.”
“………”
Fine, endure it. Suffer, General Big White Rabbit.
Anyway, it’s always you who suffers.
Bai Xiaoya comforted herself in her heart, took a deep breath, and spoke:
“I think there’s still a lot to discuss about today’s battle at the Restaurant Headquarters.”
If a battle needs to be reviewed, then it should be reviewed—no more fooling around.
Su Qingyu was a little tired, her limbs draped over Bai Xiaoya, but she agreed.
“Indeed. Let’s discuss it. Everyone did well today, but if we’re calculating contributions, I dismantled their most effective physical attack. Counting that as a merit isn’t too much, right?”
Wait, is this what we’re reviewing?
Bai Xiaoya’s expression turned strange.
She didn’t know where to start… and with Su not moving, only Bai Xia on the left making small gestures, it felt weird.
Could you two sync up a little?
“Absorbing firepower is a contribution, but in terms of output, it’s almost nothing,” Bai Xia said slowly.
“I think the Commander’s merit is a bit higher than the Scout Captain’s.”
Not only were they unsynchronized, they even started fighting over the MVP.
Bai Xiaoya decided she would end this.
“Both arguments make sense, but the key point was my move, wasn’t it? Not only did I neutralize the opponent’s big move, but from a certain perspective, I even solo-killed their leader.”
No matter if Grey Coat Man was human or not, or what issues he had, Xiao Ya silenced him with one word.
That’s a solo kill.
“Right, I agree, so we’re serving you together.”
Su Qingyu said, and her little hands started acting up again—seems she had rested enough.
Battle resumed!
“You call this serving?”
Bai Xiaoya nearly laughed in anger.
She couldn’t laugh out loud because she was feeling something—if she did, she was afraid she’d lose control.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?”
This was Bai Xia’s response.
Whether it was ‘serving’ or not, after a few minutes of effort from the two girls, Bai Xiaoya ended up calling out herself.
The sound of rain outside the window and the crash of thunder masked the girl’s low moans.
Tonight’s weather in the Bai Family—it’s raining outside, and inside as well.
***
There weren’t just three spare umbrellas in the restaurant.
Thanks to the generosity of the Human-shaped Mystery Item leader, every surviving Ordinary Member had one and dashed out into the pouring rain.
Their status as Society Thugs—no, now they should be called ‘former association Ordinary Members’—after the dream of hugging a big thigh shattered, they regained their independence.
They ran through the muddy streets, finally leaving the city and reaching the outskirts, aiming for the more loosely managed County Town.
From there, they’d catch a long-distance Small Bus and get as far from Baiyuan City as possible.
“Did you take care of the gun?”
“Yeah, tossed it. Took advantage of the deserted mountains and heavy rain, threw it right into the Niren River.”
“Wiped the fingerprints?”
“Wiped, wiped. Besides, it’s in the river—what fingerprints are left? Hurry up!”
Late at night, in the pouring rain and on muddy mountain roads, every step was a struggle.
But after about half an hour, a Small Bus approached from a distance along the dirt road.
“Hey, driver, stop!”
“Here!”
Everyone cheered and quickly flagged down the bus, boarding happily.
Why was there a bus at this hour? Who cares.
With rain this heavy, no one wanted to walk any farther.
***
Bzz bzz, bzz bzz.
The rain outside hadn’t stopped, though the thunder had faded, and it was lighter than last night, falling in a steady drizzle.
The vibration of a phone didn’t stop either—it didn’t seem like a message, more like a call.
Bai Xia groped under the pillow and realized it wasn’t her phone.
She gently nudged the big-breasted girl beside her.
“Your phone. Or hers.”
No one responded—it wasn’t even half past nine yet.
Bai Xia didn’t keep pushing Bai Xiaoya, feeling sorry for her.
She sat up with effort, leaned over Bai Xiaoya, and nudged Su Qingyu.
“Don’t sleep. Answer the call first.”
The one who left the Battlefield first last night now acted like she wanted to be the last to get up.
Seriously… weak but with a big appetite.
Bai Xia didn’t know whether to be glad Su Qingyu was an opponent or worried she was a teammate.
“Mm? Oh, huff, mm.”
Su Qingyu was nudged awake, mumbled, and answered the call.
“Hello? Zhao? Nothing much, I was sleeping. Monthly Report?”
The call was from a subordinate, reminding her to submit the Report.
Of course, calling like this probably meant someone higher up was pushing for it.
“It’s raining today, right? Just say Baiyuan City has been under heavy rain for days, nothing to report. I’ll write it in a couple of days. Don’t worry, there’ll be enough material for us to pass.”
Su Qingyu finished, hung up, stuffed the phone back under the pillow, and met the girl’s complex gaze.
“W-what is it?”
“Nothing. Just realized you need more training,” Bai Xia said as gently as possible.
“Last time I thought it was just excitement, an accident.”
She spared her a bit of dignity—after all, they were teammates.
Su Qingyu’s face turned red.
“It was an accident. You’re right. This time was an accident too. We just got back from the Battlefield during the day, so it’s not a normal situation.”
Then came a string of excuses like ‘dodging bullets is exhausting,’ ‘zone state doubles stamina drain,’ ‘already exhausted on return, just forced myself to keep up for your sakes,’ and ‘next time I’ll show my true strength.’
All words, all logic.
Bai Xia couldn’t listen anymore and changed the subject.
“How long can you keep hiding it from the family?”
If it weren’t for investigating the Pocket Watch’s whereabouts in Baiyuan City, there’d be no legitimate reason to stay here long-term.
Although Su Qingyu could submit a Mysterious Item from time to time, like the war spoils gained this time—submitting one per month at least extended her stay by a month.
But another problem arose.
The first few items could be reported, and the family wouldn’t think much.
But after a while, others would start to wonder—why are there so many Mysterious Items on the enemy’s side, and how come you’re the only one collecting them all?
Are you a war god or something?