Chapter 512 Only Cares About His Own Happiness
Although the little madman is mischievous and naughty, provoking him will get you killed! You really will die!
Bertrand stood with his hands behind his back, raising an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the group of members who were pretending to be training hard.
"You're all working so hard! If you're working this hard, you should relax a bit, so everyone come and play with me!"
Bertrand happily pulled out a bunch of butterflies.
All members: !!
"Don't worry, this isn't a bomb."
Bertrand chuckled innocently and kindly explained, "These are butterfly darts~"
The members, whose faces were filled with terror, did not look any better; they still had bitter, wrinkled faces.
"Let's play a game of dodgeball today! Let's begin!"
The little madman, who only cared about his own happiness and did whatever he wanted, sometimes innocent and cute and sometimes crazy, shouted happily, and then threw butterfly darts at them.
He moved so fast that he threw out the equivalent of dozens of people, and a swarm of butterflies flew towards them.
The members' expressions changed, and they quickly dodged the darts that were being thrown at them.
To their utter surprise, the darts would curve and continue attacking them, each dart curving five times before stopping.
While keeping an eye on the corners and dodging the darts constantly being shot from Bertrand's hands, everyone present was exhausted, wishing they could just roll their eyes and faint on the spot, yet also fearing that the darts would hit them and send them straight to meet their death.
After throwing the darts, Bertrand sat to the side, sipping lemon tea and watching the show with a grin. Scotland, who had been standing next to him, sneaked in and collected all the darts that had landed.
Looking at the members who were sprawled on the ground, exhausted, Bertrand clapped his hands, and with a barely emotional smile, said, "Wow, that's amazing! You all dodged it!"
Then he glanced at the time, "Oh, time's gone, let's go~"
Watching the silver-haired boy finally leave, the members immediately burst into tears.
Back in safe house number three, Bertrand, sitting on the sofa, noticed that Scotland's movements had become somewhat sluggish and stiff.
He paused in his snacking and muttered something under his breath.
"Are the parts due?"
He yawned, called Miyano Akemi and Afra back, and had Afra take Scotland to the Twilight Villa, leaving Miyano Akemi by his side.
Looking at Akemi Miyano's gentle smile, Bertrand, munching on a pear, turned his gaze to the anime playing on television, but inwardly he was thinking:
I need to find a good opportunity to take her to Ai Haibara's place for a stroll.
A huge wave of positive emotions will definitely arrive then!
Bertrand happily swung his legs.
In order for some things to continue, Qianzhu separated another wisp of consciousness and activated the clone Behefinger.
As evening fell, the retro-style coffee shop was already lit up.
A blue-haired young man was openly slacking off behind the cashier.
Holding an Alaskan Malamute that had grown larger than before, I blew air into its ear tips, watching them twitch a few times, and then continued blowing.
"Welcome, sir."
Morita Yumeko's voice came from the other end. Behffiner looked up and glanced over, then continued to concentrate on blowing air into Xiu Gou's ear.
A dark-skinned young man wearing a hat: "..."
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