Chapter 46 Mission Target Set Out! Raccoon Mimi Team!

Players naturally don’t think they will lose to that little black-faced guy.

While Shen'er probably won't be around tonight, her Charm definitely still can't beat the evil little black-faced one... but she's even recruited Mimi, who has a Charm A, today! When master and pet are united, their strength is unbreakable! Mimi's Charm is her Charm!

Luxury cars lined up outside the banquet hall, and all the guests were dressed in fine clothes. Chaomu squatted on the steps in the alley next door with his pet, secretly making pre-war mobilizations.

"You wanted to scam Mrs. Kawasaki before, wasn't it just for money, Mimi?" She put her arm around the man's shoulder, scratched his chin like a cat, and coaxed him, "The money you earn from being a gigolo won't last long. Why don't you work hard with Mom and get some part-time jobs—"

...working hard in trash cans? Sounds even more hopeless than being a gigolo.

"I understand. I'll try my best." Actually, being a gigolo wasn't his main job, so Dai Moroboshi didn't dare complain out loud. He just politely suggested, "My only request is... could you please not call yourself mom or miss in public?"

It's okay to say it to a pet, but calling herself mom to a man older than her always feels like some strange play, and passers-by will probably look at her with strange eyes for a long time.

【Mimi Zhuxing disagrees.】

Players don't mind this, but considering the nature of Dai Moroboshi's job, calling him too intimately might be slightly detrimental to his career development.

After thinking for two seconds, she changed her tone. "Then I'll call you outside... well, just call you Zhu Xingjun. Let me confirm with you again, do you really not need to buy a more expensive outfit? Your competitor is that terrifying, exquisite little black-faced guy!"

She had saved up quite a bit of yen, so buying him a suit wasn't a problem. The blond, dark-skinned guy looked incredibly handsome in a three-piece suit. While Mimi was no match for him in looks, she was a bit behind him in terms of style.

"Thank you for your kindness, but it's really not necessary." The man with long black hair took off his knitted hat for a rare time and changed into a waiter's uniform.

His ill-fitting shirt outlined his chest. He casually loosened his tie a little and spoke in a calm tone, yet with obvious confidence: "Just like you and that gentleman are actually on different tracks, he and I are actually not of the same type."

Chaomu looked at him several times and touched his chin: "It seems that it is true..."

Although she actually has no experience of patronizing a male escort club, she has rich experience in the two-dimensional world and can roughly distinguish the differences in the personalities of men with perms.

Amuro Toru had always been portrayed as the sunny, green-tea, sophisticated boy next door, cheerful yet also fragmented. Midorikawa Kei was the silent, gentle stray cat, fragmented yet clearly more reserved and low-key, presumably the type Ms. Shimizu preferred. And Moroboshi Yasushi was different from them all, with his tougher, sharper facial lines and cool green eyes giving him a naturally mysterious aura. He didn't have the pure wildness of Shiel, nor the aloofness of Kurosawa Jin...

Especially when he was wearing a waiter's uniform, a subtle sense of déjà vu became even more obvious.

As soon as this scenario crossed his mind, Chaomu's complaints came out: "Like an elderly bodyguard who would lose his mind and abduct a spoiled young lady to elope, or a cold-faced driver who half-heartedly had an affair with a wealthy woman."

In addition to the setting of a part-time sniper, this guy also seems like a cold-hearted killer who is devoted to his mission. After falling in love with an innocent girl, he left without saying goodbye because of work and pretended to be dead and disappeared; even if he said goodbye, he would say that it was not your problem, you are suitable for a better man, but my type is not suitable for you.

Zhu Xingda: “…………”

Although he did have his own route plan for the implementation of the honey trap...but after hearing her say that, the feeling was always a little subtle.

"...That's probably it... Anyway, you don't have to worry." He coughed lightly, reassuring his "master." "I also have some experience in infiltration. I will cooperate with you in completing the mission while preventing Mr. Amuro from interfering with your work."

He looked like someone whose face said "very reliable." Chaomu didn't say whether he believed him or not. Instead, he scratched his chin again and said, "Repeat our mission, Agent 00mi."

It looks like an attempt to imitate a spy movie, but the actual effect is closer to a teacher calling on students to repeat knowledge points.

Moroboshi was silent for half a second, then he said, "Find the 'rose-colored trash can' in the Shimizu family's manor and get the 'lost treasure' from it."

The content of the task he was talking about was clearly written on the task list, and it was a task issued by the "system".

[Side Quest - Lost Treasure]

Mission Description: A mysterious and precious treasure belonging to Sachiko Shimizu has been lost through time and misfortune, now abandoned in a rose-colored trash can. If it is not recovered in time, it will become increasingly distant from her. Players are requested to find the lost treasure in the trash can and return it to its rightful owner.

[Rewards upon completing the mission: Super rare item ??? x1, Pet Intimacy ++, Raccoon Coins +50]

In addition to this strange mission assigned by his "master", he also had a mission from the organization - to monitor Sachiko Shimizu and Councillor Fujita to see if they had any unusual behavior that would betray or derail the organization. If so, Gin gave him the authority to assassinate them on the spot.

There was no need to explain this mission to his "master," so he simply repeated the system task. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the short-haired girl beside him with a look of displeasure, and was momentarily speechless.

"Are you even listening carefully, Agent 00mi?" Chaomu's eyes were filled with disappointment, and he patted his shoulder loudly. "You've completely forgotten the most important task—you still need to help me thwart the evil Black Face's conspiracy when necessary, and destroy his evil plan to rob Ms. Shimizu and maliciously squeeze market share! If I lose my job, our whole family will be left with nothing, and you won't have a single grain of cat food... Do you realize the importance of this matter?"

The tone was more like that of a middle school teacher - although Zhu Xing had never been scolded like this by his teacher when he was a college student, it still felt a bit like déjà vu.

"...I understand," the sniper, who actually didn't need her support, sighed slightly and responded to the order of his "master," "I will stop him."

Although it is difficult for him to take care of Ms. Shimizu while being responsible for keeping an eye on Councillor Fujita, he knows that his partner Kei Midorikawa will target Ms. Shimizu.

Although this sinister and cunning little black-faced man described by Chaomu is suspicious and is very likely the "subordinate of Rum" mentioned by Vodka before, and probably has some tricks up his sleeve, Midorikawa's business ability is also very good, and he should be able to stop the so-called "evil little black-faced man."

After hearing his promise, Chaomu was finally satisfied.

She rubbed his face as a reward, then signaled him to stand up - due to the height difference, the man had been slightly bent over with his chin resting on her hand.

"Let's get started, Mimi," she changed into a waitress's uniform and stepped forward in her tiny leather shoes. "White Hole! The white... golden SSR is waiting for us!"

"…That's it, nya."

Inside the magnificent banquet hall, the ladies chatted and laughed, while carefully selected handsome male waiters carried trays and shuttled between the female guests. The few male guests were generally young, handsome, and polite.

The black-haired man quietly blended into the waiters, searching for his target. Chaomu had to first meet her financial sponsor, Mrs. Kawasaki, who hosted the banquet.

At this time, Mrs. Kawasaki was sitting on the sofa and chatting with Ms. Shimizu. There were several other noble ladies around them. Chaomu felt that they looked familiar at first glance. There was also a Mrs. Fujita who seemed to be very familiar with her. She often attended the salons held by Mrs. Kawasaki... and was also a frequent visitor to Shier.

The evil little black-faced man she paid special attention to was standing behind Ms. Shimizu, holding a glass of champagne in a proper manner. He looked more like a waiter than a male companion.

Sensing someone approaching, the blond young man raised his eyes slightly. When he met her gaze, he was slightly startled, and then revealed a flawless friendly expression.

Chaomu didn't have any intention of being too friendly to him - if you destroy someone's financial resources, you will be struck by lightning. The little black face was so dark, probably because he was too inward-looking in his previous life and destroyed other people's financial resources, so he was struck by lightning.

She ignored his gaze and stood obediently behind Mrs. Kawasaki, pretending to be a little maid. The older lady patted the back of her hand with a smile, handed her a plate of cake, and told her to eat some in the back, then turned her attention back to her best friend.

Shimizu Sachiko noticed Chaomu's presence, took a sip of champagne, and said meaningfully, "Sister Meiya, you seem to be carrying this child around a lot lately... It seems like you take her with you wherever you go. Do you really like her?"

She was the youngest among the group of ladies, had a simple personality, was not married yet, and at the age of twenty-eight or twenty-nine, she still maintained the innocence and cuteness of a girl. The other older ladies were also quite indulgent towards her - especially Mrs. Kawasaki, who knew that when she was in a bad mood, she would often take her to nightclubs or host dinner parties to help her divert her attention.

"She's a very energetic young person, after all. I really like Xiao Chaomu—seeing her is like seeing a younger version of myself." She sounded a little jealous, and Mrs. Kawasaki couldn't help but laugh, but her tone quickly turned disapproving. "But you, Sachiko... you can't even hide your dark circles. Are you suffering from insomnia again?"

Even with her makeup on, Ms. Shimizu looked a little haggard. She forced a smile and waved her hand, "It's not that serious. I just haven't been sleeping well lately... It's nothing serious."

The ladies around her whispered worriedly, asking what had happened and if anything was bothering her. Despite their polite concern, they all knew exactly why she couldn't sleep—even Chaomu knew.

It was an open secret within the community that Shimizu Sachiko and Councilman Fujita, who was over a decade her senior, were "true lovers." Mrs. Fujita, who was also in their social circle, never commented on the matter and didn't interfere. However, Councilman Fujita was clearly not a good match. While cleaning the Fujita household, Chaomu found love letters he had written to several different women.

Although she was already the subject of an extramarital affair with Congressman Fujita, Ms. Shimizu clearly harbored unrealistic fantasies about the relationship. Consequently, upon discovering that her "true love" was actually an affair, her mental state nearly collapsed. To comfort her best friend, Mrs. Kawasaki took her to various events daily and even introduced her to Shiori.

Unlike the pure love of Shimizu, Mrs. Kawasaki believes in the basic principle that there are men with unreliable legs everywhere. She has always been pessimistic about her bestie's so-called "relationship" and thinks Sachiko is too naive and too easily deceived by men... In this situation, if she doesn't bring a few more men to dazzle her bestie, she is afraid that Sachiko will be deceived by men again.

But plans cannot keep up with changes. Among the men she took her best friend to admire, there was one man who was indeed of excellent quality - Toru Amuro appeared at this time.

"Thank goodness Toru-kun has been reading me bedtime stories these days, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sleep even harder." Speaking of her male companion, Shimizu Sachiko's worried face brightened up again. "Sister Miya, you don't know, Toru-kun is really great! Not only is he knowledgeable, but he's also..."

Amid the woman's endless praise, Toru Amuro modestly arched his eyebrows, leaned forward slightly, and did not interrupt.

Mrs. Kawasaki glanced coldly at the blond young man behind her and hummed calmly, "That Toru-kun is really thoughtful."

Mrs. Kawasaki is in a bad mood.

Standing beside the lady, Asami took it all in. It was then that she realized why Mrs. Kawasaki was so happy to see her and Amuro Toru going head to head—she was worried her best friend would be deceived by the evil little black-faced man.

After observing her for the past few days, she had come to understand Mrs. Kawasaki's reasoning: if a girlfriend is in a relationship with a single man, she's prone to being deceived by him because she's too focused on him. Having more men will let her know she's not interested in him. However, among the recent gigolos, Toru Amuro's quality has been so outstanding that he's made the others look pale, which has actually made Ms. Shimizu a little obsessed.

While Shimizu was a good guy, he wasn't the type for Ms. Shimizu, who preferred pure love. Chaomu walked around the venue, but couldn't find any trace of Mimi Moroboshi, who had come in with her.

But she did see another familiar figure.

The young man with blue cat eyes was tall and slender, and looked very graceful as he carried a tray.

Chaomu's eyes lit up slightly.

The ladies' conversation had shifted to Toru Amuro. She stood beside Mrs. Kawasaki, lowered her voice, and whispered, "That's right, Madam. I have a plan..."

Her tone was just like that of a military strategist offering a treasure. Mrs. Kawasaki's slightly depressed mood was amused by her and she listened to her with a smile on her face.

Before she could even finish a word, the lady sat up straight, her eyes gleaming, "Are you serious? Is there really anyone who can compare to her..."

"Guaranteed." Chaomu praised the replacement he had provided with great praise, "A thousand times better than the little black-faced guy."

That's her adoptive father! Even though he wants to be a gigolo, he's still the embodiment of kindness! How can the evil little villain compare to his adoptive father?

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The author has something to say: The young children are about to meet in a wonderful place.

Speaking of which, recently there have been rumors that the FBI and CIA are going to lay off employees. I saw the news that Mr. Chi might be laid off again and laughed with my friends and family again...

Don't worry, Teacher Chi, if the raccoon rummages through a trash can, you'll get a bite of cat food (?). Don't be afraid of being laid off, the raccoon will dig out the trash to feed you.