Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

Some people, or rather, "everyone" were unwilling to cooperate with Volko's performance.

"Hey, hey! Don't be in a hurry to get rid of your responsibilities!" Chloe interrupted him very rudely, "I am a real girl, we are just shopping together!"

Volko was stunned, and then said in surprise: "Doesn't that mean..."

"First of all, I am heterosexual!" Sevilla interrupted him loudly, her eyes full of disappointment, "Secondly, you pursued me relentlessly at the beginning, and after I really fell in love with you, you came to tell me that this was just a 'reluctant wrong engagement'?!"

The girl's voice became more and more sharp, and her eyes were full of grief and indignation.

"Auntie is right, you are a shameless, dirty mud!" Sevilla said, and before the tears burst out of her eyes, she covered her face and turned around and ran away.

Chloe didn't care about anything else and hurriedly chased after him.

Volko's hand that was stretched out to keep him froze in mid-air.

He suddenly felt that the vicious woman's gaze was like a sharp steel needle, almost torturing him... No, without the stupid woman Sevilla standing in front, the vicious woman would really torture him!

Volko's lips turned pale with fear and began to tremble slightly.

Having seen enough of the good show, Feminis came to the counter, stretched out two fingers to pick up the black card that Volko had thrown before, and said faintly:

"First, Sevilla has no piercings at all due to physical problems. Secondly, this card belongs to Sevilla. If you use it to spend anything, a text message notification will be sent to her mobile phone immediately..."

Suddenly eating an unexpected big melon, Night Crow raised his eyebrows and exclaimed with ridicule, sarcasm, and contempt: "Wow~"

"Wow~" "Wow~" "Wow~"...

Led by Night Crow, the person involved, the onlookers who stopped to watch followed suit and exclaimed.

For a moment, Volko, who always thought highly of himself, felt his blood boiling, and he wished he could die with the noisy and frivolous pink-haired woman in front of him.

Fortunately, he barely remembered that there was a vicious crazy woman next to him who he couldn't afford to offend...

Ye Ya reached out and took out a large stack of black cards from the pink bunny bag, playing with them in his hand like poker, and mocked with an exaggerated expression and aria-like tone:

"What! I thought I really met a rich man who could barely fight, but in the end, it turned out to be just a gigolo who used his fiancee's credit card to pay... Is it okay? Is it okay?"

Is it okay, is it okay, is it okay, is it okay...

The same short sentence was like a deadly ghost, repeating endlessly in Volko's ears, and the volume increased a little with each cycle.

In the blink of an eye, Volko's mind was left with only that layered short sentence, which continued to explode like spring thunder, trying to shake off people's rationality.

Volko had indeed lost his mind.

His pale face turned purple, and he roared and pounced directly at Night Crow, who was a few steps away.

Seeing that his "provocation" was successful, Night Crow just set up a grappling posture, and saw the tall "boss" suddenly kick his legs and do an extremely exaggerated backflip, and then fell heavily to the ground.

It turned out that it was Feminis who stepped forward in time, grabbed his collar with one hand and swung it to the ground.

With a muffled "bang——" sound, the floor seemed to shake three times.

Volko lay on his back on the ground, and he fainted with his eyes rolled up.

"Alas... I wanted to perform a legendary high-heeled shoe explosion..." Night Crow lamented and shrugged.

"Excuse me... I don't know what to call you?" Feminis asked tentatively.

Night Crow smiled and said, "Night Crow."

"... So it's you!" Feminis suddenly realized, and then said with some regret, "It's a pity that I have some family matters to deal with this time... I can only talk about it another day."

"Next time for sure." Night Crow smiled and watched Feminis drag Volko's suit trousers with one hand and drag him away.

If nothing unexpected happens, the boyfriend of "Little White Flower" will soon be able to "overcome all difficulties" and "stay together forever" with it.

...

The show is over, and the onlookers dispersed in twos and threes, each doing what they should do.

Night Crow turned around with satisfaction, and said to the two salesmen who were still frightened with lingering fear in a happy mood: "Pack up this pair of earrings for me, and that, that, that..."