This is not the date I wanted.

"Then--Honjo Nia! Attack! Boy, here I come!!!"

After saying that, Erya rushed into the bathroom without saying a word. Then Mengyue heard the wailing of a young man coming from the other side of the curtain.

"Mengyue! Master Mengyue! You are there, right? You are there, right? Please save me!"

"…Take care of yourself."

Ignoring Shidou's cry for help, Mengyue turned and walked towards another bathroom.

By the way, although Shidao has no memory of that time, for a period of time, whenever he saw the messy clothes in the washing machine, his hands and feet would tremble uncontrollably.

PS: What I am worst at is having a bunch of characters speak at the same time in one scene.

16 DEM at this time

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——clang clang clang!

Passionate and rapid footsteps sounded in the corridor of DEM headquarters.

Who is so impatient? Several employees who heard the footsteps looked towards the sound in confusion, but when they noticed the identity of the person, they hurriedly turned their heads away.

Because the person who came was none other than their DEM's strongest trump card, Alan Mathers from the Second Executive Division.

Alan is in a state of great emotional confusion.

The regret for the defeat in the battleship battle, the murderous intentions of the elves Hacker and Fraxinus EX, and the dissatisfaction and anger at Westcott for acting on his own without telling her - all kinds of complicated emotions mixed together, making her like a volcano about to erupt.

While driving the almost scrapped Goetia back to the ship, Alan did not care about his injuries. He used the random field to suppress the bleeding and pain, and hurried back.

After walking through the hall to the infirmary, Alan glanced around the room and saw Westcott who was about to go to the infirmary.

"Ike!"

Noticing Alan, Westcott smiled nonchalantly and waved his right hand to greet Alan.

"Hey - Alan, you're back. Thank you for your hard work -"

Snapped--!

Before Westcott could finish his words, Alan swung his right hand and slapped Westcott hard in the face under the shocked gaze of the medical staff.

"——Reporting to Ike. I failed in the mission to capture the Pokémon. This is all my fault. I am very sorry."

Then, Alan reported calmly as if nothing had happened.

"Wow~~ You can actually slap your boss and then sincerely apologize. Alan, when did you become so humorous?"

There was no slap mark on his face at all. Westcott looked at Allen with interest and asked:

"Didn't you ask Ai Wulian to tell me that after the mission is over, you are willing to be slapped by me as apology for acting on your own?"

Alan said without changing his expression.

It must be said that after this slap, the breath she had been holding in her chest was immediately relieved a lot.

"I see... Well, that's what happened then."

After hearing Alan's answer, Westcott seemed to understand something and shrugged helplessly to show that he accepted the defeat.

"And how is the injury?"

Alan turned his gaze to Westcott's broken left hand. He could even see the muscles and bones from the broken surface of the arm.

"Ah? It's okay, it's okay."

Westcott smiled and waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

"This arm was directly recovered after being cut off. The cut surface is also very neat. Use the medical display device to treat it. It will be as good as new tomorrow."

"Master Westcott?!"

The medical staff who were treating Westcott showed panic. It was no wonder that any doctor would panic if a patient who was being treated suddenly waved his severed arm around like a toy.

"Ah, sorry, sorry." Westcott smiled and returned his left hand to the medical staff. He looked at Allen and said, "I saw Elliot. He looked like a dying candle in the wind, but he was still the same when fighting. He was incredibly strong."

"..."

Allen's eyes were filled with murderous intent. To be able to cut off the arm of Westcott, who possessed the power of the Demon King, one could imagine how powerful the opponent was.

"That's natural. If it weren't so, there would be no value in killing him."

"Yeah, that's right."

Hearing Allen's answer, Westcott nodded with satisfaction.

"Then I will go back for treatment. You too, Alan, don't force yourself to go for treatment."

After saying that, Westcott turned around and disappeared behind the white automatic door.

“Um, um…CEO Mathers? Please come here for treatment…”

Looking at Alan who was standing there silently, a medical staff member walked up cautiously and said.

“…Get down!”

Alan said with a serious face.

"Eh?"

"Everyone here, get down! Close your eyes and cover your ears for one minute! If anyone dares to disobey me, I will chop off his head!"

"Ah, ah? Okay!"

Although they didn't understand what was happening, after sensing the terrifying murderous aura emanating from Alan, everyone put down their work and fell to the ground, covering their ears and closing their eyes.

"call……"

After looking around, Alan breathed a sigh of relief.

Naturally, although she slapped Westcott at the instigation of her subordinates, as the strongest magician, Ellen still knew her limits and released the free range of her wrist when slapping him. Otherwise, if she had just hit him directly, Westcott's head would have definitely flown off his body.

But what she didn't expect was how thick Westcott's skin was.

(It hurts...QAQ)

Holding his almost unconscious right hand, Alan bent down and knelt on the ground, letting out a silent whine.

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At this time, Artemisia had returned from the universe, returned the manifestation device "Lancelot" to the armory for maintenance, and returned to the DEM headquarters.

After entering the lounge of the Second Executive Department, Artemisia saw Ai Wulian sitting on the sofa, reading quietly.

"Wulian, have you also finished your mission and returned?"

"Ah."

Flipping through the book in her hand, Wu Lian answered casually.

"Are you alone? Where's Alan?"

"It seems that Sister Allen was injured in the battle with Ratatoskr's warship and is receiving treatment in the medical department."

"Is that so? Then do you want to go visit her together later?"

"Forget it. Sister Allen has a strong sense of self-esteem. She definitely doesn't want others to see her injured. Going over to visit her will only have the opposite effect."

"Is that right?"

"That's it."

"..."

The room fell into silence. Artemisia looked very embarrassed as she watched Ai Wulian, whose eyes never left the book.

To be honest, she has always been a little confused about Ai Wulian.

Although Ai Wulian's strength as a magician is not much worse than that of Alan and her, she rarely chooses to fight head-on, and often uses various unconventional fighting methods. Just like this time, when she was fighting with Tobiichi Origami, she was still wondering where the other party had gone, but the other party actually detonated his own airship to attack the elves and Gokawa Shidao.

However, this is not a big problem. Although a commander was seen submitting his resignation to the personnel department on the way, judging from the result, Ai Wulian's judgment was correct. Westcott may have taken her as a subordinate because of her flexibility in thinking. Artemisia did not want to comment on her comrade's combat style. Rather, as a comrade-in-arms who would fight together in the future, Artemisia really wanted to establish a trusting relationship with Ai Wulian.

But for some reason, the other party's attitude was different from the warm and attentive attitude towards Allen. No matter how Artemisia talked to Wu Lian, she would be ignored like before.

"Um... Wu Lian, did I accidentally do something to make you angry? I always feel like you are particularly distant from me."

"Nothing, I just have no interest in touching someone else's work that has been altered."

"Eh?"

Artemisia looked puzzled.

"It's okay, it's just my personal aesthetic. If you don't understand, forget it."

After saying that, Ai Wulian closed the book in her hand and placed it on the book. If Shidao and others were present at this time, they would find that it was the doujinshi they sold at the comic exhibition.

"Um... a Japanese comic, right? I remember you bought it at the beginning of the year, right? Is it good?"

"Yeah. It's very interesting. I've been too busy with Sister Allen's training lately, so I'm just starting to watch it now."

After nodding and replying, Ai Wulian took out a pair of scissors from the sewing kit she carried with her.

——Crack, crack.

As the scissors closed, the last page of the comic was quickly cut into scattered pieces of paper and kept by Ai Wulian in a small box.

"Hehehehehe~"

Seeing the unusually happy smile on Ai Wulian's face, Artemisia couldn't help but worry in her heart whether she could get along well with this colleague.

17 A Date with Rokuko (Part )

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The girl had a dream.

In her dream, she became a little boy abandoned by her biological mother.

The little boy has a very low self-esteem, but is also quite open-minded. He believes that he was abandoned because he has no value, and that he is alone because he is not necessary.

Every time when he sees peers accompanied by their families, the boy would choose to belittle himself, find excuses for such unfairness, and then build a wall in his heart to maintain his mental balance.

But one day, the boy's world suddenly changed.

——You are our family.

Before the boy could react, there were suddenly so-called "parents" by his side, and a "sister" who was younger than him.

At first, the boy was very cold and reserved towards his family, because he had been alone all his life and did not know how to maintain a proper distance from his family; on the other hand, he was also very afraid that they would abandon him and hurt him one day like his biological mother did.

However, as time went by, the boy's anxiety gradually disappeared, because through his gradual contact, he understood that both his "parents" and "sister" were gentler than he had imagined.

He was no longer alone, no longer an unwanted child. To be honest, the boy was very happy.

Then, in order to repay his "family" who loved him, the boy decided to change himself.

I remember it was in May, Mother's Day. The boy took out his saved pocket money and went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of carnations.

“…Thank…thank you…Mom…”

The boy stammered out the words he had practiced for a long time and handed the bouquet to his mother.

After a moment's silence, the mother, with tears in her eyes, hugged the boy in her arms.

It was a very warm and reassuring feeling.

At that moment, the boy suddenly realized that this was his home. In this way, the boy cried silently in his mother's arms.

"Oh, Mom and brother, don't cry! I'll hold you!"

"Oh? What? The hug game? Dad, let me join in too!"

Then, after seeing this scene, my sister and father also came over, and the four of them hugged each other tightly.

A somewhat clumsy, but very warm family.

The corners of her mouth could not help but smile. Looking at the boy in her dream, the girl felt an indescribable sense of intimacy in her heart.

There was no basis or reason. But for some reason, the girl was sure that the boy was very similar to herself.

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January 11th, Wednesday, is the day that Rokuko and Shidou go on a date.