Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

Fryna: "Are the only treasures that have a physical form? Of course not. For the phantom thief White Cat, the hearts of others are also a kind of treasure."

Reporter: "You mean she wanted to steal it...?"

Fu Ningna: "Without a doubt, it's the audience's gaze!"

Many industry insiders say that Mr. Audrey frequently uses unjustified low scores to gain traffic.

Mr. Odfen refused to be interviewed, claiming he was suffering from depression, and later gave a public interview to apologize to the players he had criticized.

The organizers will consider revoking Mr. Odfen's judging status.

Meanwhile, countless contestants expressed that they were moved by the performance and speech of the phantom thief, White Cat.

An anonymous contestant, number one: "She spoke my mind!"

An anonymous contestant, number 27: "From now on, everyone should give the middle finger to things they don't like!"

An anonymous judge said, "I really want to hear the phantom thief's performance again. If I don't hear it for a day, I feel like ants are crawling all over my body. Ugh, it's so itchy!"

The ownership of the trophy for the ceremony became an issue.

The organizers believe the prize should be awarded to the contestant who won second place in the grand ceremony.

However, the suggestion was met with widespread criticism and resistance.

An unknown runner-up said, "Don't give it to me, I don't want it. She won fair and square, what would I do with this hot potato?"

An unknown third-place winner said: "Damn it, if you're shameless, I'll never participate in this ceremony again!"

An unnamed member of the organizers: "Where am I supposed to find this phantom thief?!"

The latest recommendation is to follow the card left by the phantom thief White Cat and give the trophy to Lady Furina.

However, the lawyers at the Executive Court argued endlessly about whether the statement was valid.

Five-star crime expert Mr. Mike stated:

"I'm not afraid of cats stealing treasures, I'm afraid of cats stealing people's hearts. But some people don't even have the right to be stolen from. That's right... I didn't buy a ticket."

Meanwhile, Ms. Sally, the person whose identity was stolen, also gave an interview.

“I rushed back to Mondstadt that night and told my mother what had happened. She said it was okay... She was proud of my resilience.”

The shocking industry scandals she recounted are being compiled by our reporter...

This reporter reiterates that no matter how beautiful the phantom thief White Cat is or how well she plays the piano, she is a sinner who needs to be judged!

Please don't be fooled by her!

.............................

Every time the phantom thief White Cat makes an appearance, it makes headlines.

The newspaper probably treats her like a treasure.

Because she's practically a walking headline, wherever she is, there's a massive amount of breaking news. It's not surprising that this attracts the greed of others.

The greater the fame, the more trouble one gets.

However, the phantom thief white cat doesn't seem to be the type to care.

Rather, it's more like she genuinely doesn't care about anything; she steals when she wants and hits when she wants.

She looks exactly like someone. Chiori thought casually.

Ding-a-ling. The doorbell rang.

"Chiori, I'm here."

"Someone" has arrived.

Chiori sighed and put down her newspaper: "Sofa or chair, pick one."

Luna patted Chiori's leg.

"Then I'll choose to be in Chiori's arms."

Chiori's expression remained unchanged: "There is no such option."

"And you've come at the wrong time. I'm about to design new clothes, so you better be quiet or I'll tie you to a chair."

"Leave me alone? Isn't that going a bit too far?"

"I do not care."

As soon as Chiori picked up the paper and pen, she felt a sudden heaviness in her head.

One hand held her hairpin, gently removed it, and placed it aside. A few strands of hair fell freely, brushing past her ears.

Then he pressed down on her hair with both hands, and the familiar weight pressed down on her head again.

There's no need to say who did it.

"It's so heavy, stop pressing on my head," Chiori said irritably.

Luna buried her face in her hair, pinching the strands with both hands, and said in a muffled voice, "It's okay, I believe Chiori's neck is strong and she won't get cervical spondylosis from this."

"What is the basis?"

"You will never bow down to anyone."

Chiori said casually, "If you want to tell jokes, go outside."

"You mean you're going to invite me out to dinner?"

“I didn’t say that. I said I’m busy. Unlike you, a fat cat who comes here to sleep in every day, I have orders from the gods of this country.”

Luna became interested: "The Water God asked you to make clothes?"

"Correct."

Chiori picked up a piece of paper and handed it to Luna on her head.

Luna didn't take it, but instead looked at it and read aloud: "Requirement 1: It must be consistent with my noble status;"

"Requirement 2: It should not highlight my figure, but rather my soul;"

Requirement 3: Make me more noticeable wherever I am;

Requirement 4: It shouldn't be too troublesome to wear;

Requirement 5:.....................

Luna exclaimed in surprise.

"They have so many demands."

Chiori smiled and said, "It's not a request that's hard to achieve or understand, but if I want to be worthy of a god of a country, none of the designs I've come up with so far are good enough."

"Therefore, I need to concentrate, understand?"

"understood."

"If you understand, get off my head. It's too heavy." Chiori said in a low voice.

But Luna didn't go down; she continued to bury her face in her hair.

A soft, pleasant scent fills the sense of smell.

"It's okay, just think of it as wearing an accessory. With me by your side, your inspiration will flow like a never-ending tide."

It seems she has no intention of coming down no matter what.

Chiori had no choice but to give up the struggle. There weren't many people who could make her abandon her current plans, but Luna was one of them.

"what happened?"

"Ok?"

Chiori picked up her pen and began to draw freely on the paper.

"You're in more trouble than ever today. What happened?"

Although she doesn't like using that word, Luna is indeed very clingy to her now.

If we don't do something soon, I'm afraid I'll be stuck with this on me no matter where I go.

"Chiki".

"explain."

"I'm hungry."

Chiori took a deep breath and said that while smelling her hair?

90: Quack! It's Inazuma Shigemura!

"You said you were hungry while sucking on someone else's hair, do you mean you want to eat me?" Chiori questioned bluntly.

"Hmm, Chiori looks delicious."

Chiori turned around and grabbed Luna's face.

"Who do you think ate whom?" She pulled hard, causing Luna's face to deform as she pleased.

"Of course, I ate Chiori—"

Qianzhi changed her technique, switching from pulling to clamping, and squeezed Luna's reddened face with both hands.

"say it again?"

"Don't be so quick to resort to force," Luna protested.

Chiori laughed and said, "What did you say? I didn't hear you. Say it again."

I want to kiss your cheek.

Chiori's smile faded, and she grabbed Luna's face, shaking her back and forth: "Looks like your brain isn't quite right today. Let me help you shake it."