I, Kousaka Kyousuke, the Knight of the Helping Table

"By the way, where are Eriri, Sayuri, and Mashu? Aren't you guys together?"

After giving Mordred a lesson, Kyosuke realized that she appeared alone this time.

"Kyosuke, your reaction time is too long."

Seeing Kyosuke raise his right hand again, Mordred was afraid that the opponent would stab him again, so he quickly protected his forehead and said, "Eriri and Sayuri went home together. Mashu-chan said she wanted to send them back, so she also separated from me."

"Then why are you here? Didn't you go straight back to [Camelot]?"

"I was originally planning to go to karaoke, and I had already made an appointment with Mashu-chan and Eriri. But because of what happened at the station, I couldn't go."

Mordred kept looking at Kyosuke, and the meaning was self-evident.

"So you were wandering aimlessly on the street and happened to meet me. Are you planning to ask me to go to karaoke next?"

The thoughts of this Husky in front of him were so easy to guess that Kyosuke said it out without even thinking.

"As expected of you, Kyousuke. You're so smart!"

Mordred stuck out his tongue, and Kyosuke was so angry at her innocent look that he raised his knife again.

I don't think I'm that stupid, right?

Until now, he still couldn't figure out that Mordred came to find him on purpose, so Kyosuke felt that with his IQ, he couldn't even say goodbye to the bicycle, let alone the stretcher.

If it were any other time, Kyosuke wouldn't mind following Mordred's train of thought and following her to find out who was the culprit who placed the transmitter in his body. But today, forget it. Sending the injured little cat Miura home was what he had to do now. Kyosuke thought he still had some sense of responsibility.

"Forget about it today. Something happened to Miura just now, so I have to send her back first."

"And come and sing with us?"

"No, I'm going straight home."

Mordred's expression suddenly fell and he looked dejected.

"Huh? Why is that? I was obviously looking forward to it."

Hey, what are you expecting?

Kyosuke's mouth trembled. He could already imagine what would happen if he rashly agreed to Mordred's words. If you say there aren't 17 or 18 young ladies squeezing out liquid waiting for you, Kyosuke won't believe it!

"It's not as exaggerated as Kyousuke thinks. At most, I'm just blackmailing you for some pocket money."

Why can you read what I'm thinking! And...

"Wait, didn't I give you some money just now at the station?"

"Well, I was burned by that French woman when I was fighting her just now. Didn't you see that my pants are different from before?" Mordred pointed at her lower body and complained to Kyosuke with a pout, "Kyosuke really doesn't care about me. As compensation, you have to give me more pocket money this time!"

"I'm neither a pervert nor a psychopath, why should I stare at your lower body all day long? It's your own fault if you didn't keep the money safe after I gave it to you! Don't put the blame on me for everything!"

"I don't care, Kyousuke gives me some pocket money!"

Seeing that Kyosuke was not going to listen to him, Mordred started throwing a tantrum and rolling on the ground.

Hey, hey, hey, where is the perfect heir to the Knight King? You have completely disgraced your Pendragon family.

"Alright, alright. I'm scared of you."

Kyosuke took out two banknotes from his wallet with trembling hands and handed them to Mordred. When he went out this morning, he never thought that his assets would shrink by a large margin. If he had known this, he should have slept soundly in bed and not gone out.

Mordred didn't think about Kyosuke's problem from his perspective. As soon as Kyosuke took his hand out of his wallet, she rudely snatched the banknotes between his two fingers. After seeing that the cash Kyosuke gave her was far from what she wanted, Mordred complained to Kyosuke in a disgusted tone: "Tsk, it's just so little. Kyosuke, you are really poor."

"There's nothing I can do. After all, there are so many places where I have to spend money that I didn't plan for!"

"So Kyousuke, you have to plan your money plan carefully, otherwise how can you give me pocket money?"

Obviously, Mordred didn't realize that the "unplanned" Kyosuke mentioned was referring to himself.

So the money I save is for you, right? I am neither your father nor your brother, so why should I guarantee your expenses? It seems that next time the store manager comes to drink, I must reiterate the issue of Mordred's education to her.

Well, by the way, I also want her to settle the debt she owed before. The pocket money of this husky in front of me can be regarded as the interest on the debt. If the store manager wants to cheat again this time, I will just close the store and call A Ge Gui Wen. I don’t believe that no one can’t deal with you and your daughter.

When Kyosuke thought about his future revenge plan, his bad mood was somewhat relieved.

"Well, now that you have received the money, you can leave now."

"Kyosuke, will you consider my proposal again? I still want to go to karaoke with you."

"Do you think there are any idiots in this world who would jump into a trap even though they know it's a trap?...Don't point your finger at me!"

Kyosuke grabbed Mordred's wrist and tried to put down her outstretched hand, but Mordred stubbornly kept pointing her finger at Kyosuke.

"You are really trying to argue with me, aren't you? Don't forget who gave you the pocket money just now!"

"This has nothing to do with pocket money. My father taught me not to lie!"

Mordred grabbed Kyosuke's arm with her other hand. Her eyes had never been so determined, which made Kyosuke even more furious.

"Talk about your mother!"

If you don't fight for three days, go to the house and uncover the tiles.

The best way to educate a naughty child is to beat him up. If a child like Mordred who has no ability to distinguish is not beaten up, he will definitely be a demon that harms the world in the future.

Unfortunately, after comparing his own strength with that of his opponent, Kyosuke found out that he had no chance of winning. So Kyosuke could only secretly hand over this difficult task to the store manager Altria.

The actual situation is that Kyosuke's arm was so painful after being grabbed by Mordred, but if he gave in now, Mordred would probably show off in front of him for the rest of his life. So the first thing Kyosuke needs to think about now is how to end this meaningless dispute while protecting his face.

"Mordred, are you trying to break my hand?"

Kyosuke's face was twisted in pain, and he spoke to Mordred through gritted teeth and gasped.

"No way, if Kyousuke doesn't admit his mistake, I won't let you go!"

Um... someone come help me catch this annoying girl!!

Chapter 58 Fergus: Question: What is a man’s romance?

Fortunately, Kyosuke only lasted a short while in the struggle with Mordred before his savior arrived.

"Kyosuke, I'm fine. Ah, Mordred, you're here too."

Miura, who had already put on makeup, reappeared in front of Kyosuke. On the surface, she had completely returned to normal, at least in terms of appearance, she had returned to the state she was in when she left home in the morning. Only her slightly swollen eyes showed that she had been crying. However, Kyosuke believed that this small flaw would be eliminated on the way back.

"Okay, I won't fight with you anymore. Let's go, Miura. Let's go home."

Mordred raised her middle finger to Kyosuke, who was shamelessly deserting the battlefield, as a sign of respect.

"Good night, Yumiko. I just told Kyosuke that I wanted to go to karaoke with him, but this guy said he must follow you, wherever you go he'll go."

Mordred gave up on Kyosuke and turned his attention to Miura.

"Don't make me sound like a pervert."

This time, Kyosuke didn't give Mordred a stab attack, because he was holding his aching wrist and had no strength to attack Mordred.

"Are you going to sing? How many of you?"

Miura became interested in the activities that Mordred mentioned.

"We'll have Mashu-chan later, but there's no one else for now. If you want to come too, Yumiko, that's fine."

"Kirillet-san...can I go too?"

"Of course, this kind of thing is more lively with more people. So Yumiko, you can come along too. The cost is not a problem at all. I'll treat you. As for you, Kyosuke..." Mordred glanced at Kyosuke out of the corner of his eye and said, "Just think of yourself as Yumiko's extra. Just be grateful and accept Mordred's gift."

How dare you treat me with my money?

Kyosuke, who was still holding his wrist and grimacing, felt even worse when he heard Mordred's words.

Mordred thought of something and added another sentence to Kyosuke.

"Oh, that's right. Kyousuke, you still have to ask for money yourself."

Kyosuke felt that it was urgent to discuss the issue of Mordred's education with Manager Altria, otherwise he would be killed by this guy sooner or later.

"Miura, I think it would be better for you to go home early today."

After discovering that he and Mordred were talking at cross purposes, Kyosuke shifted his lobbying target.

"It's okay. I need to vent now. Singing should be a good choice."

"It's okay to sing with Ebina and the others later. It's a little late today."

Mordred's invitation was obviously problematic. It would be fine if he was the only one who suffered. Kyosuke felt bad about involving Miura in his troubles. But the current situation did not allow Kyosuke to talk to Miura, so Kyosuke could only try his best to make Miura give up this idea.

"Forget it. If it's Hime, they'll probably notice something's wrong soon. I don't want them to be troubled because of my relationship with Hayabusa...Hayama. Besides, don't we have you, Kyousuke? You'll take me back, right?"

Kyosuke noticed the change in how Miura addressed Hayama, and it seemed that Miura was about to break off relations with him. However, even so, Miura did not seem to be planning to completely break away from Hayama's live group. He probably took into account the feelings of the other people in the group. However, if this is the case, there is a possibility that Miura and Hayama may have rekindled their old relationship.

However, Kyosuke was not going to delve deeper into this issue. No matter who Miura chose in the end, it had nothing to do with him. He only gave her a hug to cry in out of friendship. As for who Miura wanted to lean on in the future, that was her own choice.

But today...

Kyosuke found that Miura was looking at him with a pleading look. It seemed that if he refused her again, Miura would choose to go home with him, but now she really wanted to sing more.

"Okay, let's go together. But you have to be home before 10 o'clock."

Just consider it as compensation.

Unfortunately, a few hours later, Kyosuke regretted that he should not have been soft-hearted.

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"So, you followed them to the KTV?"

Fergus tapped his fingers and looked at Kyosuke with a look on his face that said, "Are you kidding me?" He slammed the table and said to Kyosuke fiercely, "Stop talking nonsense. You were caught in the hotel!"

"No wonder people say that people are simple-minded but strong-limbed. I haven't finished talking yet!"

"Then why are you talking about such irrelevant things? What I want to hear is the explosive news. No, it's your criminal record! You have been talking about the love history of two yellow-haired kids that has nothing to do with this case. Are you kidding me?"

You let it slip. I knew you had bad intentions with those thick eyebrows of yours.

"You were the one who said you wanted to hear the whole story. I just repeated the whole story according to your instructions."

Kyosuke was completely fearless in the face of Fergus who was threatening him. Who was afraid of who? Kyosuke didn't believe that this guy would dare to do anything to him.

But Kyosuke really underestimated Fergus. In this sealed interrogation room, Fergus was fearless without Holmes' supervision. Anyway, the only recorder who could expose him had just become his sworn brother. As long as he did it cleanly, who would know what he had done to Kyosuke Kosaka?

So Fergus directly took out a huge drill, no, it was Fergus's own treasure - Caladbolg, commonly known as the spiral sword.

"It seems that unless you suffer a little, you won't confess the truth..."