NIKKE, when the stars bloom

I remembered that the Inquisition's lackey was still alive and well on campus.

Is the other party an enemy or a friend?

Marciana asked herself whether she could make an accurate judgment on this issue. But for the instructor's safety and the students' possible happiness in the future...

Kill her.

We need to find a helper who is not restricted by NIMPH and work together to kill her.

Chapter 124: Everyone Seems to Be Revolving Around One Man (Part 3)

"Unit number."

"04-F."

“Breakage rate.”

"Lavi, overall damage rate 21.36%. Wolf, left shoulder failure, overall damage rate 37.82%. Christine, overall damage rate 13.68%."

"Well, we will give you priority in arranging a fully automatic repair cabin. You can go to the rest area and wait for news."

GQWRA-01112 elevator, Nikki management area, the three Labi who were allowed to pass boarded the Nikki transport vehicle to the Ark as usual.

Inside the car, Wolff, who was covered in gray and white wall paint, shrank her tall body and muttered to her two comrades in a sneaky manner:

"Hey hey hey~ Rabbi, do you feel something is wrong? Were those guys too polite to us today?

How come they suddenly become so easy to talk to? They usually look down on people like big shots.

hiss……

Are we going to have our last meal before execution?

"Can you please shut up that mouth of yours that doesn't understand the art of communication?"

Wolfe's speculation made Christine roll her eyes in annoyance. "In the eyes of those people, we are not human beings. How can they have any extra sympathy for us? You are dreaming of giving us a last meal before execution."

"It should be a change in ownership..."

After listening to his friends' opinions, Rabi, who had also been thinking about the attitude issue for a long time, finally came up with an answer that was very consistent with the characteristics of the Ark.

“Niki’s status depends on fame and the status of the people she belongs to. Their attitude towards us has improved, which means our status has improved.

Considering that the missions we have carried out these days are nothing special and the accumulated military achievements are also mediocre, our reputation should not change.

Therefore, we can judge that we will soon have a new boss, and his identity... is probably very unusual.

So much so that most people have changed their attitude towards us without even realizing it.”

"what???"

Upon hearing that a new boss was suspected to have dropped in, the corners of Wolf's mouth immediately collapsed like an avalanche.

"Were we not booked by the commander? Why do we need a new boss? Could it be... could it be that the commander's decision went wrong again!

From suspension to dismissal?!"

"..."

Rabbi did not respond to Wolfe's judgment.

On the contrary, Christine, who didn't want the commander to continue being the commander, was very satisfied with this speculation.

“It’s better to remove him from his post than to send him to die on the ground.

Isn't that right, Rabbi?"

Unexpectedly, the captain did not respond to her words. Instead, she placed two fingers lightly on the earphone, indicating to the two that she was listening to the instructions of her superiors.

Ten seconds later,

After learning the exact situation, Rabi looked at her teammates with a complicated expression, her tone still as calm as before.

"According to the latest instructions, Unit 04-F is disbanded. The original members of Unit 04-F will be incorporated into the newly established Special Ground Intelligence Squadron of the Intelligence Department. The commander of this squadron...

Lieutenant Phoenix."

……

……

"We've applied, we've completed the handover procedures, and we've almost finished the preparations, and now you're telling us you can't let us go?!"

In the intelligence department's meeting room, Ampa's slanted eyes became more and more slanted as he spoke.

"Ye, tell me the truth, is that stutterer Burnim secretly disgusting us again?"

"No."

The white-haired middle-aged man sitting at the head of the conference table looked at his friend helplessly, and then said in his vicissitudes of life voice:

"It's the entire command center. Except for Dowan, whose mind is not on the ground, the entire high-ranking officials of the command center are targeting us.

The application was submitted during the MMR High School exhibition, and the handover was signed when Lieutenant Phoenix disappeared. Because everyone thought the young commander was dead, the process was approved so quickly.

It would be fine if that guy just came back alive.

But you also saw it.

He took four veterans, a team of student soldiers, and an Ark conductor and managed to dismantle the core of an unknown model of Tyrant and transport it back to the Ark.

Even if those sons of bitches in the command center are blind, they would never easily send such talents to our intelligence department even if they don’t need them.”

"..."

After a brief silence, Deputy Minister Ampa, who was well aware of the current situation, dragged a chair aside irritably, cursed, and sat down on it.

"…Then tell me, what should we do now?

We can’t let the most capable fighter of the younger generation be kept under house arrest in MMR’s laboratory just to play that bullshit political game with us old guys.

Is this reasonable? ! "

"It's outrageous."

The head of the intelligence department nodded without thinking, then played with the old-fashioned lighter in his hand as if he had mastered the wisdom, and said: "So I plan to change my way of thinking to solve this problem."

"Let's think about it differently. What should I say?"

"exile."

"?"

"We are now speaking for the military, but the condition of the deal is that Lieutenant Phoenix's death sentence must be changed to exile, and the place of exile must be the Outer Edge.

As punishment, Lieutenant Phoenix is ​​not allowed to return to the Ark city area without the joint order from the central government.

what do you think? "

"Exiled to the outer regions..."

An Pa's brows were tightly knitted because of Ye's suggestion. After a moment, they slowly relaxed like tea leaves soaked in hot water.

"That's a solution. We can just smuggle the squadron to the outer edge area when the time comes... But if we do that, the number of people trying to assassinate him will surely increase exponentially."

"Don't worry about that. I have already discussed it with the Tribunal." After getting the affirmation from his old friend, Nicholas Ye smiled with satisfaction.

"The Inquisition believes that Lieutenant Phoenix's value to the Ark is far greater than his death, so they are willing to provide anti-assassination protection free of charge."

……

……

"Sister D~"

MMR Affiliated High School, near the crime scene.

"Sister D! Do you like dessert?"

Tia was seen carrying an exquisite square paper bag and giving the ice girl a familiar sweet smile.

"It's Lushe's daily limited dessert~"

"No, thank you."

Seeing that the students were paying attention to him for no reason, D, as a killer, couldn't help feeling confused and alert.

In the entire high school, the people she is most familiar with are Phoenix and Mihala.

The former was her former assassination target and now her protection target. And the latter...

Not to mention.

As for people like Marciana and Marianne, to her they were just strange colleagues with whom she could occasionally chat.

Not to mention the students from the MMR affiliated high school, she was not familiar with them at all and had never even spoken to most of them.

Could there really be some kind-hearted student who would take the initiative to give her food for no reason?

"But, this is something the instructor asked me to give you~" Dia pouted in disappointment after being rejected, and muttered aggrievedly: "I spent a long time queuing up to buy it."

"?"

Did the instructor ask her to deliver it?

When she heard the student say that the instructor had sent her to deliver the dessert, and looked at her bust that was about to burst her clothes, a certain cat-eared killer suddenly felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

Why do these big-breasted Nikkis always rely on their big breasts to get close to superficial men?

Haha, it seems that women with big breasts are also superficial.

"Did the instructor ask you to deliver it?"

While thinking that, D reached out his hand honestly and took the paper bag from Tia.

"Thank you."

While thanking him, the ice girl lowered her head to take a look inside the paper bag, and saw three heart-shaped mousse cakes and a cup of black tea lying neatly at the bottom of the bag.

How did he know that I like black tea?

Feeling the hot air rising from the paper bag, D frowned slightly, but his expression still looked cold.

Did that superficial man ask K specifically?

What? He thought he was one of those superficial women who could win her over by sending her a few desserts and a cup of black tea and expressing some boring kindness?

Ah,

dream.

Chapter 125: He wants to kill me?

Watching Tia's back disappearing around the corner, D looked at the bag of desserts in his hand. After a long ideological struggle, he finally decided to taste the bribe from "someone".

pat.

When the plastic cover is opened, a faint orange scent immediately hits you.

Judging from the richness and layering of the scent alone, this refreshing, complex citrus scent should be concentrated and extracted from real fruits.

luxury……

D was well aware of the value of food flavors of this level. For Ark, any natural food could be said to have been purchased at the cost of Nikki and the Commander's lives.

But she was not a pedantic person. Since the food had already been bought, she should eat it with a grateful heart.

The heavy metal spoon handle was embedded in a corner of the heart, and the sometimes soft and sometimes elastic feel lingered on D's fingertips.

Then, she gently put the cake in the spoon into her mouth. The refreshing yet rich taste completely overturned the iceberg girl's perception of desserts.

These three cakes named "Journey of Love" by Lu Fei herself were indeed made by a master. The sour, sweet, soft, and dense mousse whetted D's appetite even though he was not keen on food.

Not only that, the sweetness of the dessert also perfectly sets off the bitterness of the tea soup, and the bitterness is followed by the unique fragrance and sweetness of black tea. The two set off each other, and an inexplicable sense of happiness arises spontaneously, flowing quietly in the dark river of D's heart.

People who are good at cooking are indeed very picky about the taste of food.

The Iceberg Girl was thinking this when suddenly, the strange feeling from the spoon handle interrupted her thoughts.

When I looked down, I saw a piece of paper stuffed into the bottom of the cake.

Secret message?