The familiar living room layout came into view, warm light shone from the luxurious glass lamp above, and an elegant aria flowed in the air.

The poisonously beautiful blonde Thousand-Faced Witch was sitting on the sofa in a nightgown, her long, fair and plump legs crossed, and she was holding a goblet of red wine in her hand.

Noticing the movement coming from the elevator, Vermouth raised the corners of her lips in a charming arc, and turned her head to look over with her eyes flickering.

"Ala, I was just wondering when you would come back, Bell, and then you appeared in front of me. What a tacit understanding."

"It seems so."

Serabelle stepped into the suite and sat down next to the sofa.

"I suddenly thought of coming to your place, Sharon, while I was having dinner, so I came over."

"Oh~ So you started missing your sister when you were having dinner."

Vermouth took a sip of red wine, put down the glass, and licked her scarlet lips with the tip of her tongue.

Then she reached out and grabbed the boy's collar, gently pulled him close to her ear, and spoke in a sweet voice.

"Then do you know when my sister started to miss you?"

"……when?"

At this time, Serabelle could only continue speaking.

The Thousand-Faced Witch smiled and said, "Let's calculate. It's probably from... um, ten days ago."

Ten days ago, almost when they had just returned from Singapore.

In other words, I started missing you as soon as we separated after returning from Singapore?

"It's true~"

As if this was not convincing enough, Vermouth emphasized it again. She opened her mouth and, like a vampire, deliberately pricked the boy's earlobe with her canine teeth. As she spoke, the moist breath with a hint of wine aroma blew on the auricle, making it itchy.

"So where has Bell been all these days? Did you miss your sister?"

"of course."

These are two questions, Serabelle responded, reaching out her hand through the air between the witch's lower back and the back of the sofa, pulling her into her arms before continuing.

"Before, because the vacuum superconducting maglev train and WSG were linked, and the Suzuki Foundation was the sponsor of the WSG World Games in Japan, I was dragged to Nagoya, and by the way, I was told that the system had been completely developed and could be officially put into use at any time."

“Yeah…”

There was a momentary pause in Vermouth's tone, but she quickly returned to normal, turned her face and kissed the boy on the lips.

"Then let's talk about business later. Compared to this, I haven't seen you for so many days. I can't wait to be sent by you... huh?"

Chapter 858 Why did it become thinner? Sister Bei is puzzled

It starts off on a high note and ends at the highest possible note.

The night outside the hotel building was getting darker, and the two people in the suite where the fighting had just ended had already come to the aftermath.

In the bathroom, the Thousand-Faced Witch leaned on the boy's shoulder with a contented look on her face.

In the past few hours, she had been washed up to the clouds countless times by the water column like a small whale on the back of a big whale. Her long, soft, wavy golden hair, which was always shining brightly, fluttered back and forth in the bathing water like seaweed under the sunshine of Portofino.

Vermouth squinted her eyes and savored the moment for a long while before she finally let out a light breath. She changed the position of her legs in the water and continued to cross them together. She turned sideways and lightly poked the boy's chest with the tip of her index finger.

"So, have you decided when to act?"

"Ah."

Serabell responded and cooperated by pulling her towards herself.

"For me, the sooner the better. Currently, the action is scheduled for tomorrow night."

"At night...?"

Vermouth slowly opened her eyes.

Night is a good time to act, as the darkness will cover all crimes, and when the sun rises again, it will be a new day.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Seeing that the blonde witch seemed to be silent, Serabelle asked with a side glance.

Although according to Mrs. Suzuki, the Laowa facial recognition system from Pacific Cross is ready to be used at any time, even without relevant information from within the organization, it is still possible to find the location of Karasuma Renya.

But after all, they know nothing about Karasuma Renya so far. Apart from the fact that he was a wealthy man fifty years ago, they have no other knowledge about him.

It is very dangerous to rashly go to someone without knowing their specific situation.

For example, you can refer to the classic movie Home Alone. In indoor CQB, even if there is a huge gap in strength between the two sides, as long as there is enough intelligence difference, a child can still achieve an impressive record of killing a group of adults.

Uh…considering that the opponent is Karasuma Renya, then the old ghost is in charge.

"Let me think about it~"

Upon hearing this, Vermouth looked as if she was thinking seriously, but within two seconds she shook her head.

"In fact, there is nothing much to say. Even though I, his daughter, have not seen him for a long time and I don't know where he is now, but considering his way of thinking and personality changes over the years... Well, don't worry, this operation is not as dangerous as you think, Bell. You will know the specific reasons when the time comes."

"……Um."

Serabelle nodded in response.

Although what Vermouth said was a bit confusing, since she said so, Serabelle would have no choice but to believe it.

"And compared to this, there is another thing that is more important." Vermouth continued.

"what?"

Serabelle followed up with a question out of habit.

However, just as he finished speaking, he felt that the blonde beauty beside him suddenly increased the strength of her fingertips on his chest, and her tone became unusually dissatisfied.

"That's right, Bell, you haven't been paying attention to your diet recently. When I checked today, I found that your diet seems to be a little thin."

"what?"

There was a big question mark over Serabelle’s head, and she didn’t react at first.

However, he soon realized what the other party meant by "thin".

"This, uh..."

The boy couldn't help feeling ashamed.

To be honest, this has nothing to do with his recent diet, but rather with his schedule for today.

After all, this morning there were Chikage and Chiko, in the afternoon I had to check homework with Xiaolan and Masumi, and in the evening there was also Sister Bei.

If an ordinary person had such a strong constitution, he would have collapsed long ago after going through so many rounds. However, he can basically maintain this for a long time without his physical fitness being affected, and at most his physical fitness will become slightly thinner later on. This alone is already very powerful, isn't it?

But then again, tonight's Sharon was the first since returning from my trip to Singapore, so I was very greedy and didn't waste any of it.

Without tasting with your lips and tongue, and without directly testing with your hands and eyes, how can you still detect the change in thickness?

Can that place still have that kind of function?

Serabelle was slightly startled.

At the same time, Vermouth, who had been paying attention to the changes in the boy's expression, seemed to realize something and raised her beautiful eyebrows.

"Huh? Could it be that Sister is saying that Bell is very busy these two days?"

"A little... okay."

Realizing that the blonde's expression was becoming more and more dangerous, Serabelle changed her words in time, showing a strong desire to survive.

But it was too late.

Vermouth's slightly suspicious expression from the previous second completely disappeared, replaced by an absolutely perfect smile.

"Tell me, what have you been busy with these two days?"

"..."

There was no other way, so Serabelle could only honestly report every detail of the two-day itinerary.

Especially when she mentioned that she had orgasm in the car when she was sending Kuroba Chiko to visit the grave in the morning, the blonde beauty could no longer hold back.

"Wait a minute, forget about Qianying, but why are you with that little girl... When did you two hook up?"

Vermouth simply found it incredible. It was her who brought together Kuroba Chikage and Serabelle, but what about that little girl with long black hair? They didn't seem to be very close when they were in Singapore before?

Or is this person really a walking humanoid Haru? He can make all the women around him fall into a state of inability to extricate themselves just by standing still and smelling his scent?

Hiss~ Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem completely impossible.

"Qianzi's words..."

Serabelle hesitated for a moment, and then explained again how Qianzi had pretended to be Qianying, and then after a series of coincidences, he simply went with the flow.

After hearing this, Vermouth understood everything.

From the above, it is obvious that there is no problem with Serabelle as a person, but that there is something wrong with this guy's thing!

That is the real spring. Once you try it, you will never forget it.

Vermouth rolled her eyes seductively: "So after saying so much, it's equivalent to that Bell, you have almost looked for all other women in the past two days since you came back from Nagoya, and finally found my sister, and you just happened to think of it while eating, right?"

"..."

"I won't say much about the other sisters. How do you plan to make it up to me?"

Compensation:

Recalling what she said to Sister Mary at dinner, Serabelle leaned close to the blonde's ear and whispered.

"Tomorrow morning, Sharon, I want you to wake up in the climax, is that okay?"

"Gudu..."

When the words reached her ears, Vermouth sat up straight instantly, her throat moving slightly.

Chapter 859: Harem Assembles!

I didn't feel satisfied after drinking porridge last night, so naturally I had to have some thick porridge this morning to nourish myself.

Serabelle always keeps his word. Since he said that he would let Sharon wake up from her orgasm, he would never go back on his word.

That night, Vermouth felt as if she had had a long dream.

She dreamed that she was sitting on the back of a whale again, and was lifted up little by little by the thick column of water sprayed from the blowhole, heading straight up into the sky. As the altitude increased, the boundary between dreams and reality became increasingly blurred.

So when Vermouth opened her eyes, she was in the clouds.

In this way, time passed quickly and it was already after 9:30 in the morning. In the restaurant of the top-floor suite of the hotel, after taking a quick shower and washing up, Serabell and Vermouth were finally able to sit down at the dining table.

It is now almost ten o'clock in the morning.

The hotel staff brought up breakfast on a food cart while they were still taking a shower in the bathroom. There was no interruption at all. If they hadn't discovered that there was indeed extra food on the table after they took a shower, it would have looked as if no one had been there at all.

In this suite where there are only the two of us, Vermouth no longer hides her feelings. She is not like Akai Mary who needs to consider her daughter's feelings and has to sit alone during meals at home.

So even though the hotel waiter placed the two breakfasts on opposite sides of the table facing each other, she still turned on the self-service mode and pushed all the food to Serabelle's side, and sat down next to her.

The Thousand-Faced Witch savored the delicious food while resting her head lightly on the boy's shoulder, enjoying this rare warm moment.

"Hey, Bell..."

Vermouth elegantly picked up a piece of fish and chips from the wooden plate that smelled of ketchup, dipped it in some sauce, raised her face and hand, and accurately thrust the chips into the mouth of the boy next to her.

"what happened?"

Serabelle opened her mouth to take it tacitly, and asked vaguely at the same time.

Vermouth did not let go until the whole French fry was put into the boy's mouth, and then she put her hand down. Her red lips gently sucked the fingertips that had just touched the latter's lips.

"Nothing, I just suddenly remembered the meeting place you mentioned in the shower yesterday. It seems to be at the Suzuki Foundation Museum of Art. The meeting time is also known. But will we go there together then?"

Although this may sound like a random question at first, it is actually a very crucial issue.

Mainly based on Vermouth's understanding of this guy, if they really want to go there together, they might have to rent a bus in advance...well, at least it has to be a minibus.

But the boy shook his head.

"No need, Sharon, you guys can go ahead and go first. I have to pick someone up after breakfast."

Serabelle put one hand around the blonde witch's waist under the table.