Post-shadow Development Plan

If Ziyuan hadn't been left behind, Qiye might really have thought that something like this was going to happen.

bang.

The door of the reception room was closed, and only Nanaya, Shion, Kiritsugu, and Iioka were left in the room.

quiet……

The enigmatic silence made Qiye feel very depressed.

Kiritsugu, who rested his chin with both hands, stared at Nanaya's face closely, and Nanaya felt that the only difference between him and Commander Ikari was a pair of brown sunglasses.

"Then, Kiryu Nanaya."

After an unknown amount of time, Kiritsugu finally spoke.

"exist!"

Qiye immediately straightened her back.

Kiritsugu looked at Nanaya with a gloomy expression: "Then, what exactly are you thinking?"

"I just treat Illya as my younger sister!"

Subconsciously, Qiye immediately replied loudly.

Kiritsugu slapped the table hard, and shouted loudly: "Who the hell asked you such a shit! If you dared to take a shot at Illya, I would have sent you to Tokyo Bay long ago, and you will be here to talk! I'm asking about the promotion of Goblin Slayer!"

"Puff puff--"

Ziyuan on the side secretly covered her mouth, her shoulders kept shrugging, as if she was enduring very hard.

As for Iioka...

He stood behind Shion like a wooden man and played the role of his background board.

"What...is it this?"

Qiye breathed a sigh of relief.

"What? Do you have any thoughts about Illya?"

Kiritsugu's face darkened immediately, he directly took out a Thompson Contender from his suit and held it against Nanaya's forehead.

"Not allowed, absolutely not allowed! Guys who dare to attack Illya just disappear from the world!"

"Who would attack elementary school students! I'm not a pervert!"

"Does that mean that Illya will not care when she grows up?!"

"Is this the point?!"

bang.

The door of the reception room was opened, and Serra walked in with a tray of hot tea and snacks.

Facing Kiritsugu who had one foot on the table, holding a gun to Nanayo's forehead, and Nanayo who made a gesture of surrender with both hands, Sera was very calm.

"Please go ahead, I'm just here to deliver tea and snacks."

"Humph."

Kiritsugu snorted coldly, sat back on his seat, and put the pistol back into his clothes.

Sera didn't seem to be affected in any way, she silently placed the tea set and plates on the table, and poured tea for Shion.

"Miss Jiufeng, please use it slowly."

After doing all this, Sierra bowed and prepared to leave.

"That, Sera..."

Seeing that Sera was about to leave, Kiritsugu couldn't help asking.

Sera replied very bluntly: "If you want to drink tea, you can do it yourself. Doesn't the master have your own hands?"

"Yeah, do it yourself."

Qiye nodded while pouring tea for herself.Although Sera didn't pour him tea, he was very happy to see this uncle slumped for seven nights.

"Ah, that's right."

Sera turned back to Qiye and said: "Qiye, don't worry, the master's Thompson Contender is just a model prop. Although it also has wooden guns, it doesn't hurt to hit people. If he still dares to take it out, Qiye will directly take it out. Just break the gun."

"Sera, whose maid are you?!"

Kiritsugu gritted his teeth and stared at the silver-haired maid.

"Of course I will always stand on the side of the madam and the eldest lady. The information just now was told by the eldest lady to Qiye."

"How come... wait, did you say that Aili and Ilya were eavesdropping at the door just now?!"

Kiritsugu's expression immediately became restless.

"How is it possible? It's not like you don't know about the soundproofing in the reception room." Sera said coldly, "It's just that the young miss has completely figured out your behavior pattern, sir."

"why is it like this……"

Looking at the slowly closing door, Kiritsugu felt the betrayal from his daughter for the first time.