Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 104, Section 20: Beware of fire, theft, and best friends.

Loris is feeling very uneasy.

Before leaving home, the bedroom was a complete mess, with all sorts of clothes scattered on the floor, from casual short-sleeved shirts to formal dresses and trendy women's skirts—she changed them all.

Clothes, socks, and shoes were scattered everywhere like in a war zone, piled up with nowhere to go. Even Brook, the golden retriever passing by, had two pieces of clothing on his head and walked by pitifully, looking helplessly at his owner picking out clothes.

"Wang Wang!"

It wanted Lolis to clean up the mess, otherwise its lackeys would have nowhere to land.

Lorice ignored him, frowning as she looked in the mirror. Despite not having slept well since the previous night, she felt refreshed.

I can vaguely recall my dream from last night. In the dream, Lolis saw a sea of ​​white flowers in full bloom, and He Ye, dressed in a suit, standing under a tree, smiling warmly.

He was handsome and dashing. He walked up to me, took my right hand, which was covered in a white veil, gently kissed it, and smiled, asking if I would like to spend the rest of my life with him. He promised to give me the best and happiest life and to love only me for the rest of my life.

Wow, that heart-fluttering promise makes my heart race!
Completely captivated, Loris suddenly opened her eyes, only to realize that she was hugging a pillow. She had been lying in bed all along, and the fluffy white cotton pillow was so tightly wrapped around her that she looked like she was about to suffocate. The expression on her face was one of blushing and shyness!
This is enough to make people overthink.

If it weren't for Nettier's sudden visit, Lorice would probably still be hesitating in front of her closet at home, gesturing and regretting the clothes that fit her—of course, she had already come downstairs at the police station with Nettier.

The gatekeeper was a middle-aged man wearing a feathered hat. He appeared to be a retired soldier and was sitting in the pavilion reading a newspaper while guarding the gate.

"Hello, hello~ I'm colleagues with Officer 301, these are our work badges." Nitil waved with a smile.

After a while.

"Yes, ladies, please come in." The other person smiled.

The Police Officers' Home was built with the approval of the National Security Bureau to provide housing for outstanding police officers with special circumstances or financial difficulties. It covers an area of ​​400 square meters and has four floors. Although it is a bit old, the water pipes and walls inside are still sturdy and undamaged.

As the two walked upstairs, Nytil's expression was practically beaming, and she poked Loris's side with her finger and hummed:
"Watch out for the big hungry wolf! What kind of underwear are you wearing today?"

Loris blushed instantly: "Shut up! Why are you asking that?"

"Why didn't you ask? You know, this is his house, a man and a woman alone in a room. Even if it's not dark and windy, it's still an environment that would make your mouth dry!"

Nitil smiled slyly, then poked her shoulder with her finger and hummed:

"It would be a shame if nothing happened in this situation! You know, when men are thirsty, they're like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey. I'm just checking things out for you, aren't I? What if the mood gets right and he unbuttons your clothes and finds you're wearing pure white, a girl's dream come true? He might not be able to make a move then!"

Loris's expression changed several times, but in the end she could only make a shy, biting sound:
"Don't overthink it!"

"Then why did you ask me to help you pick out clothes?"

“This…this…” Loris’s eyes darted away and her expression softened.

"You've come all this way and you're still being so hypocritical, that's not good!" Nitil said seriously, shaking her fingers from side to side.

This morning, Nitil was completely unaware of this; she had simply come to ask Loris to go for a walk.

When they got to the door, they found Brooke lying on the windowsill with a woman's dress on her head, looking pitiful.

Nitil thought her house had been burgled, but when she pushed open the door, she found Loris already rummaging through her drawers and changing clothes. Loris wasn't exactly surprised to see her, but she was more like she was facing a formidable enemy! She gripped her skirt tightly and backed away, then tripped and fell flat on her face.

It was only after being interrogated that we learned that...
The scene was in such a mess because she was going to visit the male police officer's house alone.

As her best friend, Nitil accompanied her without hesitation. Although it was someone else's love affair, she still needed to keep an eye on things. If the other person took advantage of Loris and then ran away, it would be a huge problem—she might never be able to get over it for the rest of her life.

"Fine, I'm too lazy to listen to your excuses anymore since we've come this far. You say it's just a friendly visit, then it's just a friendly visit." Nitil sighed in exasperation, put her hands on her hips, and stopped walking.

The two were already standing at the entrance of the 301 Police Officers' Home.

"Ahem." Nitil coughed twice to indicate.

"Please knock on the door."

"..." Loris nervously raised her hand, took a deep breath and pretended to be depressed, "Don't say anything when you see him later... I already said, it's really not what you think."

“Yes, yes,” Nitil nodded obediently.

Then, she gently tapped on the door with her fingers.

There were sounds of laughter and conversation inside, as if there were more than one person there. You could imagine that the group of people were happy just to be together.

Soon, footsteps approached.

"I'm coming."

After a familiar voice, the door opened.

He Ye was wearing a white shirt he hadn't worn in a long time, having previously been dressed in a hospital gown for about a week. His fine, black hair covered his eyes, as it hadn't been trimmed in a long time, but it didn't affect his appearance; instead, it gave him an artistic, ancient Greek-style melancholy.

He Ye looked up.

What came into view were two beautiful young women. Nitil was dressed in casual, cool clothes and was already waving in a friendly manner, her chestnut ponytail bobbing up and down.

Hello, hello~ It's nice to see you again.

Although He Ye was a little puzzled that Lolis had brought a friend, it was his birthday party today, so it didn't matter if one more came, since he already knew Nitil.

Greet with a smile.

"It's been a long time, Miss Nitil."

Loris's heart was pounding and her heart was pounding.

He Ye turned his head and met her gaze. He saw Lolis dressed like a women's fashion magazine model. Her girlish and cute outfit made him unable to look away. Her white shoulders revealed her swan-like collarbone area. It was a V-neck knitted short-sleeved shirt for women in summer. It was not revealing but rather gave a feeling of wanting to welcome but resisting.

You should know that she is Xiao Lei.

He Ye was so engrossed in the look that he couldn't look away for a moment. It took him several seconds to react before he coughed twice and said directly:
"Excuse me, Loris, you look so beautiful today... I almost didn't recognize you. I thought you were a girl from a fashion magazine. Please come in, both of you."

He Ye opened the door and extended an inviting gesture.

Upon hearing this, Nitil smiled and nudged the dazed Lolis with her hand. Lolis, already lost in thought and feeling a stirring of romantic feelings, lowered her head and responded woodenly.

But soon.

"Hello, both of you! Welcome to my and my home!"

Wearing an apron, Nicole Griffith greeted us, holding a soup spoon like a newlywed wife, with a beaming smile. She was stirring a fragrant pear and chicken soup on the stove, sometimes having to tiptoe to reach the seasonings on the cupboard.

Fortunately, He Ye, who happened to be passing by, offered to lend a hand.

"Give."

"Haha, thank you, sir."

Nitil was a little surprised to find a black-haired girl here. She immediately noticed something was off, but Loris understood her identity and greeted her in a friendly manner after adjusting her emotions and attitude, showing a rare gentle expression.

"Hello, Nicole."

After all, they're someone you'll be spending time with in the future...

Nitil: ? ...

What's wrong with my best friend? She's actually smiling at someone who might be her love rival? Is she really that open and honest?
But very quickly.

As He Ye led the two beautiful girls into the living room, and saw several other guests sitting there, Loris and Nitil were truly bewildered for a moment.

“They are my friends from the band. The one with blond curly hair on the left is bassist George, the one in the middle with glasses and long hair is keyboardist Zalan, and the one on the right with black dreadlocks is drummer Brant.”

"As for the one who just walked by carrying the box—"

"I'm Brook, your good buddy."

"Pfft—" Upon hearing this, Nitil, who had picked up her water glass to drink, spat it out. Loris's expression was also subtle, though she seemed a little reserved as she interlaced her fingers.

"It's my birthday today and they all came to the party..." He Ye said, then saw Nitil covering her mouth and knew what she was talking about, so she couldn't help but laugh, but she didn't go so far as to insult Brook in his usual self.

I just laughed it off.

"Here's a handkerchief, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing..." Nitil wiped her mouth, already back to normal, and realized she had been tricked.

It really was just a birthday party; that's why he invited Lolis to his house. This guy wasn't lying to him.

At the same time, Loris was also a little disappointed. Oh well, all that expectation for nothing.

I'd rather keep dreaming.

The last guests arrived at the birthday party, and the others began to greet the two beautiful girls. Brooke stared wide-eyed, not expecting He Ye to be so talented that two beautiful women would come to support him. He had definitely thought it would be his rough male friends toasting each other.

But one of them looks kind of familiar.

So much time had passed that Brooke didn't recognize it; he simply placed the box on the table.

"Here it is, bro. The game you were talking about is in here?"

"Hey, let's play Joker to pass the time."

"Draw the ghost card?"

None of them had ever heard of drawing jokers, but fortunately, playing cards still existed in this other world. They quickly realized that it was a type of card game, and the game content was not difficult to understand. He Ye told them that it was a game from his hometown.

It would take a while to finish cooking, so He Ye patiently explained the rules to them. After explaining, she went to the kitchen to help Nicole, letting her assist her, while she put on an apron and started cooking.

After a while.

Only six people remained in the living room. Nitil, however, was unconventional; her eyes lit up as she held a deck of cards, finding it quite interesting, as she rarely played this kind of card game.

Not to mention Loris, who is completely bad at it and was already frowning during the card-recognition phase.

"Haha, another safe pick!" Nitil laughed happily. "Your turn, Mr. Curly!"

"Oh! What terrible luck!"

George frowned and muttered as he looked at the danger card.

“You can draw the one on the left,” Professor Zaran said, pushing up his glasses and smiling at Brandt, who was deep in thought. This was psychological warfare; he was drawing his own cards.

Brandt gritted his teeth and finally drew the card on the left.

joker.

His face immediately darkened. Despite his dark complexion, he was now truly eliminated and placed at the bottom.

The rules of the game of catching jokers are simple, and it's normal to be interested when you first start playing. A few minutes later, Nitil had successfully blended in with these guys, laughing so hard she was doubled over. They didn't mind at all; in fact, they were more than happy to accept it, since they were all Leon's friends, not to mention a beautiful young girl.

However, some people are just not good at getting along with others.

Lorice lost the round, and according to the rules, her face would be graffitied as punishment—and Professor Zaran, holding the pen, was clearly at a loss. Although it was the game's rule, it was still impolite to do this on their first meeting.

"Let's not count this round," Professor Zhalan said with an air of elegance.

Brooke turned his head in confusion; a dog's head had been drawn on his face—Netil's handiwork.

"Doesn't count? Then what does mine count as?"

"You're so unlucky, haha!" Nitil nudged him, clearly already quite familiar with him.

Loris doesn't like to cheat, but she also speaks very little and has a cold face the whole time. She's naturally bad at managing her expressions—that's how she is when she's playing a game seriously.

"No, it's okay... I'll follow the rules."

Lorice said stiffly, "Close your eyes."

This made Professor Zaran even more embarrassed, and the others were also a little awkward. For example, Brant was a little embarrassed and uneasy when he drew her card earlier. Her seemingly aloof attitude was really not suitable for playing games with everyone right away. Everyone would feel a little down when facing her drawing cards, afraid of offending her.

Just as Nitil was about to step in to smooth things over.

He Ye had already come over. He had been keeping an eye on this side, worried that the two groups might not get along. So at this moment, He Ye took the black pen from Professor Zhalan.

Then, with a light touch, add a stroke.

Loris felt a light brush against her cheek.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief and opened her eyes.

Upon seeing He Ye in front of him, his heart skipped a beat.

"W-how is it you?"

"All that's left over is the soup, Nicole has taken care of the rest—" He Ye said casually, closing his pen cap. "You don't mind if I join the game halfway through, do you?"

"I'm ready to draw ** on your face!" Brook declared fiercely, rolling up his sleeves.

"Ugh! How vulgar!" Nitil laughed and complained.

Loris had already realized something was strange. She silently picked up the round vanity mirror. Brooke had been looking at the graffiti dog head on his face, but Loris only had a slightly longer black line on the left side of her face. She didn't know what it was, or perhaps she hadn't figured it out yet.

The game continues.

He Ye took care of Lolis, and everyone had a great time.

Although it was inevitable that Lolis still lost quite a lot, she really didn't know how to play card games. Fortunately, He Ye painted on her face, absorbing all the hatred.

Lorice didn't really mind, but her friends were all around, and she would feel embarrassed if the makeup looked ugly on her face.

Fortunately, after losing six games in a row, everyone could see clearly what was drawn on Lorice's face.

A cat's whiskers.

"Pfft, pfft pfft... Hahahaha!"

Nitil was the first to burst out laughing, shaking uncontrollably on the sofa while clutching her stomach.

The others also had smiles on their faces to varying degrees, like Brook, who had lost the most miserably. His face had turned the same dark as Brant's, so only his teeth were white when he smiled.

Just then, they were about to eat.

Nicole came out carrying a fragrant pear juice and chicken soup, wearing thick, woolen, heat-resistant gloves.

"What smells so good?"

Brook sniffled and nudged the pot like a dog.

“Stewed pear soup, stewed pear soup! This is for the patient, what’s so delicious about that? The dishes made by the gentleman are the real delicacies!” Nicole said with a laugh. “And Mr. Brooke, aren’t you going to wash your face? It’s filthy!”

"Really? I can't wait!" Nitil grinned, revealing her two little fangs. "Men who can cook are so lucky!"

Brooke was already eager to get started in the kitchen. With a dark face, he lifted the thermal cover and was immediately greeted by a mouthful of aroma. He quickly ran to the bathroom to wash his face.

Everyone took action.

Lolis was a little uneasy until He Ye handed her a handkerchief and teased, "My makeup skills aren't bad, are they?"

"What's so bad about this?" Loris muttered sullenly.

“Very cute.”

"what?"

The conversation went unnoticed, as everyone in the noisy living room was preoccupied with their own tasks. Brooke rubbed his hands together, eager to sneak a bite, while Nicole, with a stern face, insisted on waiting for Mr. Brooke to start eating, a request that wouldn't be circumvented, even by Mr. Brooke. Brant asked Zalan if he had washed his face properly, to which Professor Zalan responded with a mysterious smile and remained silent, while bassist George struggled to suppress a laugh.

Nitil secretly watched the two whispering, like an undercover agent lurking behind the sofa, her gossip burning like wildfire!
My face is red, my face is red, and my face is red again!

'He'll definitely keep denying it!'

"Alright, time to eat." He Ye had already stood up, unaware of Loris's unusual behavior.

"Hurry, hurry, I can't wait!" Brooke rolled up his sleeves and was about to start eating.

"Ahem!" Nicole stared at him.

"In short, let's raise a toast!"

Brandt quickly poured the wine, and the others, eager for their turn, raised their glasses to clink together in unison.

"Happy birthday!"

(End of this chapter)