Arknights, are you a good person?

Angelina suddenly felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy. She looked at Sora in front of her. It was clearly the first time they met, but she felt a strange sense of confrontation. The feeling was very subtle and only high school girls could feel it.

"Who is this……?"

"Ah↑"

Sora's voice suddenly became subtler, and he slowly walked between Angelina and the others, facing Angelina like an old hen protecting her chicks.

The anger just now disappeared in an instant, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

"We are friends."

Sora-chan smiled brightly, her voice so high that it made Angelina's Wolper ears tremble.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the Archangel in confusion.

"I practiced opera."

Sora-chan answered politely, which relieved the Exiah's doubts.

Still clamping.

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For the next week, the city was filled with an inexplicable restlessness. Whether it was the sudden appearance of Texas or the sudden start and stop of recruitment, all added fuel to the restlessness.

Although the recruitment time is short and the requirements are extremely high, the word is spreading in the city that the last Texas will respond to the call, and finally all the troops will be gathered, waiting to launch a magnificent rebellion against the Lady of Sicily to avenge the genocide of the year.

After all, in most movies and TV shows, Texas returns at last with a vengeance.

Since she doesn't want revenge, why does she come back?

All the hustle and bustle reached its peak with the arrival of a woman.

"Let me see what's going on..."

Mrs. Sicily frowned, feeling something was wrong.

384: Notebook

Sora-chan, would you like to try the Syracuse-flavored face cream… the navel orange flavor.”

"Kong-chan, this lip balm with a tangerine flavor..."

"Sora-chan..."

The opera performance is tomorrow!

In a week, under the surprised gazes of Qi Yuan and his group, Kong accepted these kindnesses with a smile, and his relationship with Angelina became better and better, just like riding a rocket.

Correspondingly, the empty stage performance technology has also made great progress.

She sang loudly, "Devouring the uninvited intruder with blood and fire~" with a chilling momentum.

"Singing so well!"

Angelina clapped her hands and said, "Tomorrow's performance will definitely be a big hit!"

Sora's acting skills have once again reached a new level.

"Why do I feel that Angelina's way of doing things and her logic of speaking are exactly like Sora's." The Archangel sat on the sofa, rubbing her short hair and whispered, peeling an orange.

"High school girls and teenage idols are like two similar but different flowers." Qi Yuan commented, taking the half orange handed to him by Aneng.

Angel loves to eat oranges and also loves to share them.

"They are all very energetic, speak in a girly way, and are all very interested in cosmetics."

In the past few days, they have tried all kinds of Syracuse specialties, both take-out and dine-in, but Aneng disliked the fact that there were no sweet fruits on these foods. Whenever he had free time, he would show off these Syracuse specialties, including a dozen of different oranges, tangerines, grapefruits and lemons.

There are also citrus fruits in Longmen, but the varieties and flavors are not as many as Syracuse, and Angelica can't stop eating them.

"People in Syracuse love to follow the trend. When they visit friends on the street, they always hold an orange in their hands to pretend to be profound. Over time, this is how it became." Texas explained silently, and then said seriously: "Eat less, Aneng. Go look in the mirror and see what you look like now."

“Why look in the mirror?”

Upon hearing this, Angel slowly walked into the bathroom. After a while, a short scream was heard from inside.

"Why is my face yellow?!"

Texas shook his head and ignored the request except reminding Archangel to drink more hot water.

"..."

Qi Yuan remained calm and secretly threw the orange aside.

There was a splashing sound in the bathroom. It was the Angel trying to wash off the yellow on her face, but it was the pigment transfer of citrus, which could not be washed off at all. Texas listened attentively, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he was gloating.

Let’s just listen to Kong-chan’s beautiful singing.

"If we continue at this pace, the first show should be a hit, and the second show should be able to sell out tickets in advance. It will take about five successful shows to get tickets to the point where they are so hard to get that they need to be booked in advance."

She is experienced and analyzed carefully:

"Of course, all this is based on the premise that the air can maintain this level."

This progress is incredibly fast.

"What's so strange about this? Kong is a traditional performing artist who specializes in immersive performances." Qi Yuan is full of confidence.

After listening to Sora's singing for a while and Angelina's applause and praise, today's training came to an end.

The performance is tomorrow, so I need to give my voice a good rest in the afternoon.

“The lead singer shouldn’t try too hard.”

Kong ate the light food carefully and said to Qi Yuan. Qi Yuan noticed his hesitation several times.

Qi Yuan nodded in understanding.

After meal.

While throwing away the lunch box, Qi Yuan and Kong went out together and stood beside the trash can, whispering to each other.

"Angelina must be hiding something."

Sora got straight to the point: "I've been keeping an eye on her lately... Don't ask me why, it's just some due vigilance... Angelina is very polite in her dealings with others, but it's different from when you first came. Angelina's politeness has a taste of deliberately trying to please people."

"It's not that she's a sycophant. This is probably a character shaped by the environment."

Sora shook his head and said regretfully.

Tell tales?

Qi Yuan didn't think it was true, so he listened carefully for a while before he understood what Kong Jiang meant.

It's quite strange.

One moment she was praising Angelina's crazy and authentic performance, and the next she started to worry about Angelina's safety. She always felt that the girl was not cool at all and might not be worthy of the emperor's attention.

"Angelina is... actually a nice person." Sora clenched his fists and said worriedly.

There is a feeling of helplessness.

"Because she is infected." Qi Yuan directly threw out the reason behind it.

"what?"

Sora let out a surprised cry, then quickly relaxed: "I thought it was some other problem, but if it's just mineral sickness, I already have a Ceope at home, so it's not a problem at all."

"I'm so relieved..."

"Weren't you quite resistant at the beginning?" Qi Yuan looked at Kong curiously.

"What can I do?" Kong's face flushed immediately, and he shook his head vigorously and said, "He's such a big person, and he's been with us for a week. I can't just glare at him all the time, right?"

If you don't glare at me, of course we can be friends.

Kong is such a person.

"You don't think that my improvement in acting skills is entirely due to treating Angelina as an imaginary enemy?"

He looked away in disappointment.

That was indeed the case at the beginning.

But later, she had already imagined other imaginary enemies. When she thought about Qi Yuan continuously pulling people to Longmen, she...

"Come in quickly, I want to eat some Syracuse oranges."

Sora lifted up her long black silk legs and walked into the house.

"I advise you not to eat it."

Qi Yuan had a lingering fear on his face. If the Angel of Power had been like that, if Kong, who was going to go on stage tomorrow, suddenly turned into a shrew, he could hardly imagine how the performance would go down.

"??"

Kong tilted his head in confusion. Was Qi Yuan so domineering before?

"Restrain the taste of youth."

An abrupt voice interrupted them, and Kong turned around suddenly, and saw an old lady named Rupert in a black dress. She took off her sunglasses with a look of disgust, hung them on her index finger along with the car keys, and kept spinning them.

"This lady..."

"I didn't expect you to come." Qi Yuan interrupted Kong and motioned for her to go back first.

"You've done such a big thing, how can I not come?" Lady Sicily crossed her arms and shook her head. "This time you've brought back a legendary female companion. Since you're so comfortable in Syracuse, why don't you just stay here and become a Syracuse citizen? It doesn't matter what you do to this country."

Qi Yuan asked back: "Haven't I been a judge for a long time?"

"Oh yes, Qi Yuan, the wandering judge I personally appointed, do you have anything to give me?"

Qi Yuan directly took out a small notebook: "I have already written down the names of those who have tried to form an alliance with [Last Texas] and launch a rebellion against you in recent days."

Lady Sicily suddenly became confused:

"You really have it?"

385: Do you want to try to become the heir?

The cause was that Texas suddenly knocked over a whole box of pocky. His tail and ears suddenly stood up, and he stared blankly at the old lady who walked in side by side with Qi Yuan.

"Hello, ma'am."

She greeted him, and the whole room was filled with awkward silence; even the wind seemed to stop.

"Eh?!"

It was the first time that Angelina saw the person on the coin in person. She was so excited that she didn't know what to do with her hands. She stamped her feet anxiously and her head hit the ceiling.

Her ear was hit so hard that it hurt. She rubbed it hard but didn't dare to say a word.

"Sit, sit, sit."

It was Qi Yuan who greeted the guests again, turning the sofa chair around and greeting them.

"Celinina Texas," Lady Sicily nodded as she sat down, "Your eyes look exactly the same as they did when you were a teenager, which is a surprise. That little girl Laplande always talks nonsense."

“I agree with that.”

Texas nodded.

Mrs. Sicily lowered her head, and gently tapped the small notebook with her black-gloved hands, flipping through Qi Yuan's list.

“Nice handwriting.”

She commented:

Lady Sicily doesn't care much about the list. After all, she has an organization called the Mouth of the Giant Wolf, and its intelligence tentacles grow in every corner of Syracuse.

Qi Yuan is a newcomer after all. He has the ability, but Syracuse is not Qi Yuan’s hometown.

This is not Longmen.

"Ok?"

Mrs. Sicily was flipping through the little notebook, and her eyes suddenly froze.

"Qi Yuan, how did you recognize and record so many visitors? As I recall, they hid their heads and showed their tails, and never showed their faces from the time they left to the time they came in?"

How come this list is exactly the same as the one provided by the Giant Wolf's Mouth?