The next morning.
Sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains.
Yuzuru opened his eyes, looked at the three sleeping goddesses, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
Yukiko curled up in his arms like a kitten, while Bei-jie lay gracefully on her side, her long hair cascading down the pillow. Urako Seiran, the most shy of them all, kept a certain distance even in her sleep, only unconsciously clutching the hem of his clothes.
Yuzuru gently pulled his arm away, and just as he was about to get up, Yukiko, still half asleep, reached out and grabbed his arm, her voice heavy with sleep and a hint of coquettishness: "You naughty little brother...sleep a little longer..."
At the same time, Sister Bei half-opened her captivating eyes, her languid demeanor revealing a hint of allure: "Little Master, are you... trying to escape?"
Pu Siqinglan pretended to be asleep, hoping to get away with it.
Okay, everyone is actually awake, they just don't want to get up.
Seeing this, Yuzuru smiled helplessly, lay back down, and explained, "I just wanted to get breakfast..."
No rush~
Bayonetta leaned in lazily. "Would you like some... dessert first?"
Yukiko snapped out of her daze, sat up abruptly, and protested loudly, "No way! My bad little brother is my breakfast!"
"Young Master..." Qinglan peeked out (???).
A conflict without gunfire has begun once again.
Last night's "battle," under someone's skillful control, ultimately ended in a draw.
Yu Shengnan looked at the three goddesses vying for his favor, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He snapped his fingers, and a plate of exquisite cream cake appeared out of thin air on the bedside table.
"Since you're both hungry..." He scooped up a spoonful of cream and deliberately waved it in front of Yukiko, "How about we have some dessert first?"
Yukiko's eyes lit up immediately, and like a greedy cat, she eagerly moved closer, her small mouth slightly open: "Ah—"
Yuzuru suddenly turned to Sister Bay and brought the cream to her lips: "Sister Bay, you go first?"
Bei gently took the silver spoon into her mouth, her red lips lightly pursed, her tongue lightly brushing across the surface of the spoon—a graceful and sensual movement, as if performing a silent dance of seduction: "It tastes good~"
"You naughty little brother!" Yukiko pounced on him angrily, snatched the whole plate of cake, hugged it tightly to her chest, and loudly declared, "It's all mine!"
Pu Siqinglan watched eagerly, like a little animal waiting to be fed. Yu Shengnan magically produced another plate and gently fed it to her lips: "Qinglan, would you like to try some?"
"Thank you, young master..." Pu Siqinglan blushed as she ate the cream in small bites, accidentally getting a little bit on the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this, Yukiko persisted, saying, "You naughty little brother! I want some too!"
Bayonetta then picked up a whole slice of cake, revealing a dangerous smile: "Little master...would you like to try a cream bath?"
Yuzuru: "......"
A cream fight ensued.
.........
An hour later, the four of them finally got ready.
Bayonetta had changed into her signature black bodysuit and was combing her long hair when Yuzuru Hanyu walked up behind her and handed her a USB drive: "Give this to the organization's intelligence department."
Bayonetta raised an eyebrow: "Last night's 'live recording'?"
"Okay." Yu Shengnan nodded. "Remember to do some editing, highlighting the effects of the exorcising holy water."
"Understood~" Bayonetta's red lips curved slightly. "I'll make Gin the 'best spokesperson'~"
Yukiko leaned closer curiously: "What are you two plotting?"
"Trade secret~" Yuzuru smiled mysteriously.
A free spokesperson—why not take advantage of it?
.........
That afternoon, a mysterious video went viral on the encrypted channels of major intelligence organizations around the world.
In the video, Gin wields a blue-glowing dagger and confronts the legendary yokai, Yuki-onna, head-on. Although he is ultimately defeated and forced to retreat, the dagger does indeed inflict substantial damage on Yuki-onna.
MI6 headquarters.
"Sir, the authenticity of this video has been confirmed," the technician reported. "There are no traces of special effects."
The person in charge stared intently at the screen, a hint of shock and urgency in his eyes: "Contact our informants in the organization immediately, and get your hands on that blue liquid!"
CIA Special Operations Division.
"Holy shit!" the operations director exclaimed. "This thing is more terrifying than a nuclear bomb!"
"Sir, should we adjust our strategy toward the organization?" the deputy asked.
"Let's get the samples first!"
The Federal Security Service of the Russian Federation.
"Investigate!" the bureau chief slammed his fist on the table and roared, "I need to know what that is within three days!"
Suddenly, a storm was brewing.
Major intelligence organizations sprang into action, mobilizing numerous internal traitors, and a covert war surrounding the mysterious blue liquid quietly began.
...........
.........
Meanwhile, at a base of a certain organization in Mihua.
Gin, his body wrapped in bandages, stared grimly at the video on the computer screen: "Vermouth!"
He immediately dialed the number, and the other party quickly responded lazily, "Gin~ Why are you in such a hurry to find me?"
"Did you leak the video?" Gin asked coldly.
"What video?" Sister Bei feigned ignorance, deliberately asking, "Oh~ you mean that one... I was just following that person's orders~"
Gin's forehead veins bulged: "That sir?"
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