If it were before, Jiang Jian Yue might have said: Whatever, anything’s fine, let’s talk about it later.
But after just giving Kaori Onishi advice, was she about to take the lead again herself?
Her world-shaking wisdom returned to her mind, and Jiang Jian Yue thought of a good idea.
“Together.”
“Eh?”
“Everyone together.”
After charging up her speaking gauge, Jiang Jian Yue opened her mouth.
“Shou Lin Qin…Peach (Saori Saiyonji)…Hey Yo (Yamanoi Yayoi)…”
Senior, please stop coming up with these headache-inducing nicknames!
Yuki Asahi felt a little disappointed that he couldn’t invite Jiang Jian Yue out alone.
But he didn’t refuse her proposal, either.
Love was important, but friendship couldn’t be neglected.
However, his money would probably be enough for two people to travel, but with five, it would be tight.
Hoping for more Devourers to appear…such a thought was too inhuman.
Looks like he needed a proper way to earn more money?
The matter was temporarily settled.
Yuki Asahi was about to leave.
Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something.
He mentioned it casually.
“Senior, the strawberry milk in your fridge was pretty tasty…is there any left?”
Sitting back at her computer desk, Jiang Jian Yue was about to put on her headphones when her foot suddenly slipped.
The chair crashed backward, and her forehead hit the edge of the desk—not too hard, not too soft.
“What’s wrong?”
Yuki Asahi was baffled by the sudden turn of events, looking at her in confusion.
Why did mentioning strawberry milk cause this reaction?
Jiang Jian Yue covered her forehead and slowly straightened up, her voice trembling slightly.
“Tasty?”
“Yeah, the flavor was pretty unique.”
“Unique…flavor?”
She chewed over the word, her fingertips unconsciously curling.
“…You like it?”
After asking this, she almost wanted to bury her head somewhere—
Wasn’t this the same as being curious about his opinion on breast milk!
Jiang Jian Yue Dui Yuan, are you awake?
“Mm, well, ah…I guess I like it.”
Yuki Asahi, not understanding the deeper meaning, answered honestly.
Even if you like it, there’s no more to drink!
Chunan spent his whole life afterward and never found that flavor again.jpg
After sending Yuki Asahi away, Jiang Jian Yue composed herself and opened the long-neglected Small Group Chat.
Because she hadn’t mentally prepared herself, Jiang Jian Yue hadn’t looked at the Small Group Chat for a long time.
Occasionally, some @ messages would pop up, but she’d mostly click ignore with her eyes closed.
After all, the contents of Episode Eight were just…
She’d already faced enough embarrassing things today, so one more didn’t matter!
“Children, did you miss me?”
[Damn, risen from the dead]
[Is it happening again? Last time, J-chiku disappeared after speaking]
[Wife, please don’t cuddle naked with that wild man (emoji crying)]
Who would care about these things during a life-and-death battle, you group of lower-half-controlled guys!
[Watching this anime feels strangely NTR, who understands]
NTR who? You? Not even a dog would take your place!
[J-chiku isn’t really going to fall for Yuki Asahi, right?]
“I was born without the skill to love, so it should be impossible.”
[‘Should’]
[Zui Ying Ben]
[Just wait until you fall, then you’ll behave]
Absolutely impossible to fall!
[J-chiku, be honest, what does it feel like to be held in Yuki’s arms?]
What does it feel like?
Of course, it feels like nothing?
Jiang Jian Yue was an honest person—at least, in the Small Group, she was honest enough to be loose-tongued.
“It’s a kind of peace, I guess. Warm.”
[That means you’ve already fallen for Yuki Asahi, at least a little]
Liking someone…does that really create a sense of peace?
She was completely blank on the topic, unable to tell if the Group Friends were telling the truth.
Is…is that right?
Jiang Jian Yue snapped out of her long contemplation—
No, she almost got led astray by the Group Friends again!
Too evil, these Group Friends, always brainwashing her.
Saying she wouldn’t fall meant she wouldn’t fall.
Her twenty-plus years of single male record could be checked!
[Emi Jiang, there’s a new Ben Zi in the Group Files, please check]
Jiang Jian Yue clicked into the Group Files to appreciate it.
Since she was sick, she had to abstain from lust, so it was purely for appreciation.
With IQ0013, she struggled to resist the Stellar Power with willpower.
Looking at the Ben Zi inside, the scene where she, due to Ikeda Sachi’s delay, took the initiative to seduce Yuki Asahi…
Don’t make your Sister Yue laugh.
Do I look like that kind of sexually frustrated person?
[Emi Jiang’s Costume is finished, still being made into Live2D]
The artist Akizuki Aidou Li sent a few pictures.
Jiang Jian Yue opened them: seven points similar to her anime image, still gray hair and red eyes.
But unlike the anime, her chest was so full it was scary, like a character straight out of Azur Lane.
There were two outfits.
One was the Gorgeous Black Dress Jiang Jian Yue had worn before—the chest was modified into a side ventilation port.
The other was a Red Hanfu with Maple Leaf Decorations…
In the design drawing for this outfit, the back could be removed, and on the smooth spine was written: Serve the Country with Utmost Loyalty.
Abstract.
[Big thunder, okay okay]
[If there’s no time, this’ll do]
[Wearing Hanfu and tattooing Serve the Country with Utmost Loyalty? Reverse Liu Lu style]
[What are you saying, Emi Jiang is a pure old Chinese]
That’s true.
[When’s the stream starting? I can’t wait to board Emi Jiang’s ship]
[I have an idea]
[You have an idea again, damn it?]
[How about the lord shoots a Superpower User video as early promotion]
[Rip-off marketing? You have no Vtuber soul!]
[If it overlaps with the anime plot, won’t it get copyright cannoned?]
[Isn’t Chongzhong a company that can’t be found? So what if it leeches off Chantui’s traffic, not to mention J-chiku is the lead]
Jiang Jian Yue thought about it.
This actually sounded feasible—shooting some Superpower User content for promotion.
Yuki Asahi’s ability wasn’t easy to film.
But Kaori Onishi and Saori Saiyonji, with water and fire, had plenty of material.
She’d ask them to shoot some short videos later.
After goofing around with the Group Friends in the Small Group Chat for a while, Jiang Jian Yue’s phone, placed to the side, suddenly lit up.
Morita Aoya was calling.
Jiang Jian Yue answered casually and pressed the speaker button.
“Miss.”
Morita Aoya’s voice carried an unusual gravity.
“The situation has changed.”
Jiang Jian Yue’s brows furrowed slightly.
“Speak.”
“Regarding the release of Saori Saiyonji, it’s clear there are people within the Japanese Government dissatisfied with our involvement.”
“Just now, a flood of targeted posts suddenly appeared on major anonymous forums and some right-wing news comment boards, all pointing the finger at Dawn Resources Group.”
“They claim DRG is blatantly above Japanese law, using political donations and improper relationships to coerce Tokushu Jishou Taiou Honbu and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department into releasing the street-murdering criminal Saori Saiyonji.”
“They’ve spun this into the so-called ‘Superpower privileged class trampling ordinary people and the rule of law,’ and even elevated it to ‘African Conglomerates corrupting Japanese democracy.’”
Ah, everything they’re saying is true.
“Because it already carries political agitation…I’d like to request your highest authorization to handle this matter.”
Jiang Jian Yue stared at the chat group on the screen, still discussing Ben Zi and Costumes, and spoke softly.
“It’s fine.”
“Go ahead.”
Attacks from the Curtain Cluster?
How childish.