Type-Moon, I loaded the love game

I almost forgot that Joan of Arc is such a feminine character.

The locker room next to the hot spring was already very warm, and the locker was filled with warm and humid air, which made Yinggu feel that the other person's skin temperature was also much higher.

Black Jeanne's face suddenly turned even redder, and she whispered to him:

"Hey...you, something's pressing against my lower abdomen!"

Ying Gu quickly turned his head away and felt that the other person's breath had become very sweet.

"That's the MP3 player in your pocket."

"It's the 3st century, and you're still using MP players. You're such an old-fashioned person! Your brain is made of outdated, rusty parts, isn't it?"

"When your teacher catches you playing with your phone under your desk, you realize the value of sacrificing your child to save his."

When Joan of Arc confirmed that no one had left, the two of them quickly got out of the closet.

"........."

The two couldn't help but blush, staring at each other silently, breathing rapidly.

"all in all……"

Yinggu turned his gaze to the side, trying not to stare at her in her yukata.

"Go put on your clothes first. I'll wait for you outside, and then we can have a good talk—a real good talk this time, without any more attacks on each other."

"Only you would do something as despicable as that!"

Black Jeanne retorted.

But she accepted the offer anyway.

……

Three minutes later.

Yinggu sat on a chair in the hall of Yanma Pavilion and waited.

After a while, he heard the powerful sound of high-heeled boots stepping on the floor.

It was Black Joan of Arc coming over, and she deliberately made her footsteps sound louder.

"..."

She no longer wore the heavy and ferocious Lancelot heavy armor, but instead wore her usual clothes and coat. The girl's tall and beautiful figure was wrapped in the black clothes, revealing her graceful white long legs. She wore black boots, looking like a rebellious girl.

But I have to admit that this outfit is much better than wearing Lancelot's armor.

Black Jeanne's white bangs were loose, and she had a gloomy and speechless expression.

"So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Where did you imprison Sir Lancelot?" Yinggu asked.

"I don't know," Black Jeanne rolled her eyes, "Even if I knew, I couldn't tell you, okay?"

Chapter 63: Black Jeanne

"Even if we knew where Lancelot was, we wouldn't tell you."

Black Jeanne said coldly.

But she added:

"But you don't have to worry too much about the situation of that perverted knight. He will probably be released after the monthly exam is over."

"I see."

Yinggu nodded.

"So you sneaked into our class with the intention of sabotaging the monthly exam, right?"

"What else?"

Black Jeanne d'Arc sat next to him, crossing her legs arrogantly. The plump curve of her hips and slender, round legs formed a perfect arc. She looked fearless.

But in the end, those beautiful golden eyes did not dare to meet his gaze.

"It's impossible that I want to have a good relationship with you guys."

Seeing her shift her gaze, Yinggu showed a thoughtful expression.

"Sir Tristan really thinks you're Lancelot, even giving you his favorite Snow Girl book."

"I never said a word about this!" Black Jeanne said angrily.

But she finally slumped her shoulders, and the white hair on her head also drooped down.

"So, what are you going to do?"

She looked at the busy night scene outside the door and asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Nonsense, don't throw the problem back to me as if nothing happened!"

Black Jeanne said angrily,

"Of course, I'm referring to the issue of snitching. If you plan to leak my undercover information, then I will in turn tell everyone about your scandalous act of breaking into the girls' hot spring. How about we just call it a day and pretend that everything that happened tonight never happened?"

Ying Gu was silent for a long time, then he said:

"Well, first of all, I still feel that I did nothing wrong. It's really just a mistake in the rotation time. Of course, it's normal if you don't believe it, but..."

He winked at her and smiled.

"But this kind of threat has no effect on me. I will not betray my teammates just because you have evidence against me, nor will I put my personal problems above the team."

"..."

"So whether you leak it or not, I will tell everyone the truth about this matter. Whatever you do next has nothing to do with me."

After saying this, Yinggu stood up, waved at her, and left towards the main entrance.

"..."

Black Jeanne bit her lip sadly and sat in the chair silently.

But not long after, Yinggu suddenly turned back.

"Girl, aren't you going to beg me for mercy?"

"Why haven't you left yet? Get out of my sight right now." Black Joan of Arc said with a look of disgust.

"If this bothers you, I'll sit here all night."

He sat down beside her.

"So why did you come back? To make fun of me like this?"

"It's funny to see you speechless and frustrated, but I'm staying here because I feel it would be a bit cruel to just leave like that."

Ying Gu explained,

"I can see that you're not suited to being a spy, nor do you enjoy being one. You should feel relieved when your identity is exposed. But you look so lost now. Is it because of the credit issue?

"If you don't complete the task well, your credits will be so low that you'll be expelled?"

"..."

Black Jeanne remained silent.

There was no denial, it seems that what he said was right.

Yinggu scratched his head in annoyance, thinking that he was in trouble.

"Even if I drop out of school, it has nothing to do with you, right?" Black Jeanne d'Arc said softly.

"Indeed, the reason your grades were deducted so low was probably because you skipped school, didn't do your homework, got into fights, and so on. This is entirely your own fault. This matter had nothing to do with me from the beginning, and I don't want to have anything to do with what happened afterwards, especially something as serious as expulsion.

"But now that I've been dragged into this, I can't remain deaf and dumb."

Although their friendship was brief, he didn't want Black Jeanne to drop out of school.

"I don't want you to be expelled from school and be working as a factory girl screwing screws in the back of your head, thinking, 'It was that son of a bitch who snitched that got me expelled. It's all because of him that my life is ruined.' I can't bear that kind of heavy resentment."

"I won't hold a grudge like that." Black Joan of Arc curled her lips.

"Haha, it's really convincing for someone from the Avengers Agency to say that."

Of course, the most important reason is that he was soft-hearted.

However, it is impossible for Mochizuki Hideko to ignore the interests of the class for the sake of Black Jeanne d'Arc, and it is even more impossible for him to give up the class's victory.

He didn't know what to do.

If Black Jeanne d'Arc was only targeting him, then things would be very simple. Ying Gu believed that he had a more or less sacrificial personality, and that "sacrificing himself to save others" was acceptable, but the premise was that "only he was sacrificed" and no other people or the group was implicated.

Otherwise, she would be a saintly bitch, an existence that he despises.

"Never mind. We still have another day. We can think of a solution then. There must be a way to have the best of both worlds, to keep your credits without sacrificing my class."

Yinggu smiled.

"Of course, I'll be frank with you. If you have to choose a side, I can only protect the class. Don't blame me for being ruthless then."

"It doesn't matter. I won't need your help when the time comes." Black Jeanne d'Arc shrugged indifferently.

"Then let's stop here for tonight. I'm going back to bed. If you want to take a bath, go ahead. I'm sure no one will break in this time."

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute—"

Black Jeanne suddenly called out to him.

"what happened?"

She pursed her cherry lips and said hesitantly, "I don't understand one thing. Why are you helping me like this? Are you worried that I will report you?"

"I feel in my heart that there is no possibility that you will report me," Yinggu said.

"Why?"

If Black Jeanne had not been caught at the beginning, he would have been reported.

But if they have something on each other, she won't do it again. It's not because she feels threatened, but because "it feels like a troublesome and dirty deal."

Out of my proud and awkward self-esteem, I didn't want to report him.

The initial proposal was just a matter of course. Even if Yinggu really revealed her undercover identity, Black Jeanne would not use this as a means of revenge against him.

It was because he realized this that he turned back and decided to help her.

Although Yinggu never thought of himself as a voyeur, he still felt that he owed Black Jeanne an inexplicable favor.

If I don't repay this favor, I will always feel unsleeping and uneasy.

...Of course, these words cannot be said to Black Jeanne d'Arc, otherwise she might be "very unhappy and want to explode with you" for inexplicable personality reasons.

"Because you're a very interesting person, with an honest personality and easygoing. If I were hanging out with that group of people, I'd usually have to be the supporting actor, the one doing the rants. But with you, I can just be the funny one, and you get to be the rants. I think that's really fun, so..."

Ying Gu snapped his fingers.

"I want to spend more time with you, Black Jeanne!"

"What kind of ridiculous reason is this? I don't understand it at all!"

"Of course, I'm not asking for nothing in return. You have to treat me to a meal after this is done, at least 200 QP per person. If possible, I don't mind you using your body in return. Hahaha, sorry, that joke didn't go over well."

Black Jeanne breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

The other party has no plans to report him for the time being and is planning to come up with a win-win solution.

She suddenly understood a little bit. The one in white (the sister) had been mentioning Yinggu, a classmate from the next class, recently.

If I were to describe him in detail... well, he is indeed a person who "exudes a gentle and soft power like the moon."

"After this is done, you have to treat me to a meal. The per capita cost should be at least 200 QP. If possible, I don't mind you using your body in return. Hahaha, sorry, that joke didn't go down well."