Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

Chiori, who was dressed no differently than usual, was standing by the bed, bending down and grabbing her shoulders.

"Chiori..."

"Awake? Get up quickly."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chiori saw Luna reach out her hands, put her arms around her neck, and gently pull her.

The next second, Chiori felt a soft scent and warm, comforting embrace enveloping her. Luna was holding her on the bed.

"I had a dream about her."

"...And then?" Chiori frowned.

"Then, for some reason, I dreamed of Chiori again."

Chiori's brows relaxed, and she chuckled softly, "Now that you're awake, are you disappointed?"

"Hmm."

Sensing that Luna's breathing had become lighter, Chiori turned her head to look.

Fell asleep again.

She couldn't help but pinch Luna's cheek and pull her, saying, "I told you to get up, it's almost noon."

"Wow—Nana, Chiori bullied me!"

"Huh? Are you a child?!"

Navia flung the door open: "Lulu, what's wrong with you?! Wait, Chiori, what are you doing? Why are you lying on top of Lulu?"

Chiori said with a headache, "Ugh, so noisy..."

145: Clarinde, what are you doing in her bed?

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Funina gazed into the distance at the men and women wearing masks distributing flyers on the street.

“What’s going on with them?” she asked Clarinde, who was standing beside her.

"Good question. It's said to be an organization spontaneously formed by fans of the Phantom Thief White Cat."

Funina asked in surprise, "Huh? The Phantom Thief White Cat's fan club? A fan club for the Sinners... Won't the police arrest them?"

“We can’t catch them because they call themselves a ‘Phantom Thief Culture Fan Club,’ which means they like the phantom thief characters in stories or plays. That’s how it appears on the surface.”

Fu Ningna had a subtle expression on her face.

That's quite a tactic to circumvent the rules.

"Furthermore, the Court of Justice has determined that there is currently no need to arrest organizations related to the Phantom Thief, and has placed them on a very low priority."

"Hmph, looks like she's tasted the sweetness..." Funina snorted, arms crossed.

Claude nodded.

"The phantom thief is very useful—perhaps they all agreed on this idea."

“Even if the phantom thief White Cat doesn’t act according to anyone’s expectations, they can still take advantage of her existence.”

It's safe to say that whether the phantom thief White Cat likes it or not, she's destined to be confined to the stage.

Unless she blows up the stage.

No one could predict the actions of the phantom thief, White Cat, and Funina didn't think that using her would end well.

If you want to dance with wolves, you have to be prepared to be devoured.

"By the way, you're on vacation today, right?"

"Yes, actually I came to talk to you about this, Lady Funina. I'm resting today, so please be careful and watch out for anyone who might be the Phantom Thief White Cat."

Funina crossed her arms and gave a cool hum.

"Why should mortals concern themselves with the gods!"

She flashed a confident smile: "If the phantom thief White Cat dares to approach me again, I will definitely bring her to justice and punish her severely, making that bad cat meow!"

"Just enjoy your own holiday."

She turned around.

"...Taking a good vacation is really important!"

After finishing her speech, Funina slowly walked back to Mo Mang Palace.

Claudia nodded: "Indeed."

Just look at Funina; she's been in a great mood these past few days...

But when did she take her leave? It couldn't have been while she was entangled with the phantom thief, could it?

Claude also didn't believe that the phantom thief, White Cat, would be beaten up like that.

But only Funina and the phantom thief White Cat know the truth.

"Go and pack up now."

After all, we had agreed to stay overnight at Luna's house today.

But she hadn't been out of Mo Mang Palace for long when a cheerful voice called out to her.

"You are the strongest duel agent?"

A young man walked up to her with a bright smile. Clarind instantly sensed the belligerence in his eyes, coupled with his attire, which was clearly not in Fontainebleau's style...

"The eleventh executor of the Fools...what brings you here?"

Tadalia, the eleventh executor of the Fools, known as "Prince," smiled.

He pointed.

"I've heard you're very strong. As for me, I just happened to arrive in Fontainebleau and was feeling bored. Since you're the strongest, there's no reason for me not to fight you."

"Tsk."

Did you smack your lips?

Clarind's expression was indifferent: "I have no time for the Fools..."

"it's here!"

Huh? Dadalia and Clorinde suddenly heard a shout.

The noisy sound of running footsteps rapidly approached.

Chavore, carrying a musket, charged towards the two of them along with the rest of the special patrol team, and then surrounded Dadalia.

Suspect confirmed!

Xia Worei said in a deep voice, "Fool's Enforcers... never mind, whoever it is, as long as they are suspected, they have to come with us."

Clarinde looked at Dadtalia: "Now you're busy too."

"Wait, what did I do to deserve so many guns being pointed at me?"

Even D'Artagnan couldn't help but widen his eyes at this moment.

If he were in Liyue, it would be understandable to be pointed at like that, but how come he was being pointed at by these dark gun barrels as soon as he arrived in Fontaine?

He hasn't done anything yet.

Xia Wore gestured, and Tirena then took out a report from the Shadow Chasing Court.

"You are suspected of murdering 'Tartuffe'!"

D'Artagnan remained silent for a long time, and a question mark appeared above his head again.

"Who?"

After a while, Dadalia still followed the special patrol team.

Clarinde could probably guess the reason: he wanted to test Fontaine's "duel"... Anyone with even a slight understanding of the Fools knew that the "Prince" was belligerent.

“We’ll meet in the arena!” Datalia said to her.

Claude nodded slightly.

"I'm on vacation today."

".......................What?"

Incredibly, Dadalia was eventually taken away by the special patrol team.

Clarinde watched the special patrol team depart, then nodded to Shavorei, who was bowing to her.

“The special patrol team really works hard. I heard they have to be dispatched even on vacation. What do you think?” She looked at a small white cat lying to the side.

"Meow?"

Clarind crouched down and patted the white kitten's belly.

Unconsciously recalling that white figure, she couldn't help but mutter, "Why does it call itself the Phantom Thief White Cat when there are no cat elements at all?"

Back home, I packed my bags.

What should I bring? She pondered for a while.

Bring board games, so you won't get bored.

Bring snacks so you don't get tempted.

She needs to bring clothes; she can't wear Luna's or the others' clothes. The sizes are completely unsuitable.

Especially her chest area; all the buttons on her clothes were about to burst open, let alone Luna's and the others'. She didn't want to ruin other people's clothes.

"Please bring another gift."

It's never good to visit someone empty-handed.

So, not long after, Clarin arrived at Luna's doorstep, dragging a suitcase in one hand and carrying a bag full of snacks in the other.

I gently knocked on the door with my fingers bent.