My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"Sister Mei is injured?"

"Ah, this," Mei waved her hands and smiled lightly, "It's nothing, it's just a minor injury."

"Come on, let me see." Qiyana walked up to the girl and grabbed her hand:

"If it's an injury of this magnitude..."

Kiana put Mei's hand to her lips and licked it lightly.

"Ah!!!" Raiden Mei stared at Qiyana with wide eyes.He was so surprised that he forgot to take his hand back.

"Reloading Bunny 19C, targeting Qiyana." The reloading robot that disappeared before reappeared, and Bunonia looked at the silver-haired girl who turned back in shock with a blank expression.

"Sister Mei has shown obvious resistance to Kiana's behavior! If you don't stop here, you will immediately execute the attack command."

"There is a conflict there, Mei is obviously very comfortable to be licked by me!"

"Ugh?!"

"Is it really comfortable, Sister Yayi?"

"Ugh?!"

"Obviously it is very comfortable!"

The black-haired girl blushed, and couldn't help saying loudly:

"Here, something comfortable..."

Kiyana was full of anticipation.

"how could it be possible!"

That night.

The night sky, where the smog can be dispelled by the collapse, is extraordinarily bright, and the moonlight sprinkles into the water, flowing silvery white all over the place.

The stars are bright, gentle and bright.

Either way, it doesn't look like it was a hell of a night.

On the top of a quiet tall building, a figure in a black overcoat sat quietly on the edge of the roof wall.The figure was wearing a hood, and his legs were hanging high above the sky, quietly looking up at the sky.

The stars are reflected, and the eyes are golden.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, looked down at the hell on earth where zombies were walking on the flat ground, and sighed softly.

"What? Angry? Or regret?"

A calm voice sounded behind him, with a gentle voice.Like incense worshiped in shrines.

"It's just that I haven't seen such a beautiful night sky for a long time. I feel a little bit emotional." The man in the hood shook his head, turned around and jumped off the wall, walked on the rooftop, and said casually.

Listen to the voice, it's a man.

The visitor knew that he was not telling the truth after hearing the words, but he never asked.

"By the way, why are you here? You can't be the cause of this collapse, right?" the hooded man asked the visitor.

"It's just passing through this place. I saw a demon born here, so I came here to see if I can purify it. As for whether I caused the Honkai, you should know it."

The hooded man glanced at the long pink hair of the visitor, and said with a chuckle, "If there is a number, there is a number, but even if there is a number, it is a number from 500 years ago, and it is not accurate now."

"If I did it, do you think you can still stand here safely?" The visitor was not angry about his question, but just said lightly.

"That's why I stayed and chatted with you when I saw you coming instead of turning around and running away. I couldn't beat you 500 years ago, let alone now."

"I'm here?" The visitor was stunned: "Isn't it the mark you left that told me to come to you?"

"Huh?" Even though he couldn't see his face clearly, the visitor could still hear the hooded man's surprise, but after a while, he laughed and said, "So that's what it looks like, it seems the master meant it."

He glanced downstairs, and in a hut, three girls were resting, one of them fell asleep while the other two were laughing and chatting.

"It seems that you already have an idea, so I won't participate in this matter." The visitor said.

"Just right, I'm still having a headache. If you really have an idea, how can I get rid of you." The hooded man chuckled.

The visitor turns around and prepares to leave.

"By the way..." The hooded man suddenly called out to her.

"Take a sentence for an old friend of ours: [Since it's history, stay in history]. His words said so."

"You're his lackey now?"

"The situation is compelling." The hooded man stretched his waist: "Anyway, I have already brought the words, listen to you or not. Even if you don't listen, he can't help you."

"Personal suggestion, you'd better listen to it."

The visitor glanced at him, and the light disappeared in a flash.

There are cherry blossoms falling in the air.

He casually grabbed a petal that hadn't fallen on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth. The man in the hood shook his head lightly: "This world is getting harder and harder."

……

"Bah, it's not delicious."