Feast of villains

On October 29, a video of a battle in the Class 9 dungeon was posted online. The fact that the leader of Class 9 was a familiar instantly detonated the entire Internet.

How ridiculous!

How can a familiar be allowed to manage the familiar's crimes?

All of a sudden, all kinds of abuse and doubts poured in.

Early the next morning, Nance could see a large number of reporters blocking the gate. They had been paid to use loudspeakers to ask all kinds of tricky questions. By the afternoon, he was really tired of listening, so he took the step of not recognizing his relatives.

He walked over and asked all the cameras.

"Are there any ordinary police officers in the New Yokohama Police Station, which manages ordinary people's crimes?"

All reporters were speechless.

The abuse on the Internet continued, and Nance refused to be polite to the keyboard warrior. He directly used the destruction engine as an electronic brain and followed the network cable to hack the accounts of more than a dozen Internet celebrities who were paid to post.

In the online world without memory, naturally this matter was quickly forgotten.

On November 1st, the Shin-Yokohama City Hall held a press conference.

The spokesperson solemnly announced: In order to deal with the increasingly complex environment of Shin-Yokohama, the city hall decided to establish a new special force. The mission of this special force is to maintain the security of Shin-Yokohama at all costs.

"I will solve the cases that cannot be solved in the ninth lesson; I will catch the familiars that cannot be caught in the ninth lesson; I will take care of the things that the ninth lesson dare not take care of!"

When Tokisaki pushed open the door and walked in, the female police officer on the TV happened to shout such a slogan.

As for the section chief, he was taking a nap on the old recliner in the room, his chest rising and falling steadily with his breathing.

It was evening and the light was weak.

His outline on the chair was slightly blurred, and a deserted atmosphere of a long-abandoned place spread around him.

"Professor..."

Miss Tokisaki spoke in a hoarse voice.

"What's up?"

Nance opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

His gaze was very penetrating, and the bottom of his pupils rolled up like abyss in rapids with several silent waves.

"I've prepared dinner for you." Tokisaki came in carrying a small pot.

In the pot was a chowder of onions, potatoes, and beef. She put it on a plate and brought it to the table with the brioche bread.

As usual, the adjutant lady was still wearing a snow-white shirt, a navy tight-fitting women's military skirt, and her slender and shapely legs were covered with a pair of black suspenders.

Due to the dim light, her outline was also dyed in a hazy yellow color, making her look like an old photo, which was really friendly.

"Thank you, leave it there, I'll eat it later." Nance rocked the recliner, squinting and humming some lyrics that the adjutant lady couldn't understand at all, such as "The secret of the only one in the galaxy, the most powerful man in the sky."

The world outside is dangerous and complex, but his relaxed state of mind at the moment is quite free and easy.

"It's getting dark soon. You should finish your meal early and rest early." Tokisaki spoke to him in a gentle voice, "I'm right next door. If you need anything, call me as soon as possible."

"Okay."

Nance replied cheerfully.

Just as the adjutant lady was about to go back, her nose suddenly smelled an unusual fragrance.

It was a very light fragrance, and if you weren't professionally sensitive, you wouldn't be able to detect it at all. Her face was full of suspicion, and her eyes flickered around every corner of the room, as if she thought someone was hiding here.

Nance groaned secretly in his heart.

Susha, who disappeared for a week, just came back, and Tokisaki happened to come in again.

The adjutant was a god with a strong sense of justice, and Susha was not a good person. He was afraid that they would quarrel when they met, so he stuffed the bad woman in the closet.

After scanning the room, Tokisaki looked at Nance with a stern look: "Did a woman come in here just now?"

"I really can't hide it from you." Nance said lightly with a tense expression.

"Who? Miss Su?"

"Yes, that guy asked me for money just now, but I sent him away." Nance looked at the adjutant, with a gentle smile on his face, "After all, all my money is with you, so I don't have to give it to her even if I want to.

"

Tokisaki's expression softened.

She put on her smiling face again and said in a gentle voice: "Sergeant, it would be better for you to have less contact with Miss Su. She is a notorious fraudster and thief in New Yokohama. I am afraid that you will suffer a loss from her."

"OK!"

"Also, you must maintain a good attitude now and don't let rumors from the outside disturb your mood to avoid the continued spread of magic."

"OK……"

"If you are prone to wandering thoughts, just work. Working conscientiously and down-to-earth can help you concentrate better."

"……OK."

"I'm going to contact the monastery and ask Sister Reina to help you purify and treat you to see if the influence of magic on you can be eliminated."

Nance covered his ears: "Mother Tokisaki, I agree with everything you say!"

"Don't yell!" Tokisaki's eyes wandered slightly unnaturally, and finally warned: "Remember not to go out tonight. Even if you need to go out, call me with you."

Probably feeling that she was a bit verbose, she finished her words in a hurry and ran out of the door with a blushing face.

As soon as the adjutant left, Susha came out of the closet with her back legs.

She wore a yellow sweater with a fish pattern on her upper body, a short skirt and black stockings, and a thin gold bracelet on her wrist.

There was no ponytail this time, and her long gray hair was spread loosely on her back.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but her lazy demeanor and girlish dress make her look somewhat innocent and charming.

"Tsk!"

"That woman who speaks ill of people behind their backs is truly a disgrace to God!"

Susha cursed angrily.

Nance looked at her who had changed her girlish style today.

Miss Su is the kind of interesting person who hides a poor soul under the skin of an angel.

So, the lyrics he hummed became "Bank balance, thirty or forty, the poorest person in the world."

"One day my sister will become a rich woman——"

Susha muttered unconvincedly.

Under Nance's gaze, she boldly raised her legs and sat on the edge of the bed.

The legs in black stockings are very beautiful.

"What are you doing here at this time?" Nance asked angrily.

"I'm hungry."

Susha looked confident.

Seeing that Nance didn't give her a good look, she lay down on the bed, rolling around while acting coquettishly with a soft and slightly hoarse voice.

"Your Majesty, I don't have any money to spend, please give me some reward... Oooh, I'm so pitiful. I haven't had a sip of wine this week. I feel so uncomfortable that I want to cry..."

"I know, I know."

Nance responded weakly and took out a bottle of gin from the drawer.

"Long live the section chief!"

Miss Sousa cheered.

"Shh, keep your voice down."

"Oh, yes, we are having an affair without telling the adjutant, so we should keep it quiet."

"..."

Nance moved the small table over, sat across from her, and started eating dinner.

The meal itself is very simple, well seasoned, and I feel warm all over after eating it.

"When will I give my sister the money?" Susha asked while pouring the wine.

Nance pondered and said, "Could it be that you are really being kept by me?"

"Don't be a deadbeat!" Susha handed him the poured wine, "My sister's food, clothing, housing, and transportation all depend on you for the rest of her life."

"It's not impossible to ask for money," Nance took a sip of gin and his tone became cold, "but you have to do things for me."

"Sister is very stupid, and she's not very good at fighting. I can't help you." Susha wrinkled her nose, and the little girl hummed coquettishly, "You'd better just give the money to your sister directly."

"It's impossible, just give up."

"We have made an oath. If you don't give me the money, be careful that the devil comes to settle the account with you."

"Don't worry, I will transfer the property." Nance shrugged and said calmly, "In the future, my personal property will not increase by a penny, and all my food, drink, and entertainment will go to the public account!"

"..."

Miss Susa was silent.

"...Oh my god, men really don't have any good things." She turned her head away and sobbed sadly.

Nance nodded frankly: "I am indeed not a good person."

Under Miss Su's aggrieved gaze, an absolutely vulgar smile slowly appeared on his face: "I dream of getting rich overnight and marrying eight wives."

"..."

Susha blinked tears.

After pretending to cry for a while, she couldn't pretend anymore, so she snorted angrily, widened her eyes and became angry with Nance.

Ten seconds.

One minute.

Ten minutes...