045 Of Course I'm a Brocon! (Please Support with Your Follows!)

"How wonderful~ How wonderful~"

"Look at this Qiqi, she's drunk after just a few cans, what a lightweight!"

"Yeah, this Qiqi is totally a lightweight!"

"Oh? So you think you're pretty tough, huh?"

Inside Mobai's living room, a small table was surrounded by a group of people. Chu Aoqing narrowed her eyes, raised her wine glass, and with a dreamy expression, placed her hand on Musheng's leg.

"Not a bad figure, pretty solid..."

Musheng: "???"

He looked at the cola in Chu Aoqing's glass, then glanced at Shen Qiqi, who had passed out next to them from drinking cola, and finally couldn't help but complain: "Are you serious, sister?!"

"That little brat being young and passing out from it is one thing, but how on earth does an adult like you manage to get the drunk feeling from drinking cola, huh?!"

"Can you be any more ridiculous?!"

"Hiccup~" Chu Aoqing let out a cola-induced burp. "What do you know? This is called having no wine in your hand, but being full of wine in your heart."

"Sister here has gone through countless drinking sessions and mastered the supreme skill of getting drunk even on dish soap. Who knows how many superiors have bowed down to this technique of mine..."

Chu Aoqing clinked glasses with Musheng. "I can see your bones are unusual, your destiny clashes with misfortune, and you're naturally cut out to be a draft horse."

"How about it? Do you want to learn sister's technique? I'll teach you~"

Facing Chu Aoqing's enthusiastic invitation, Musheng hurriedly shook his head. "No, no, I don't think I need to learn such a powerful skill just yet..."

Neither Mobai nor his sharp-tongued boss liked drinking alcohol.

Mobai disliked how alcohol affected his pure brain and thinking, while his sharp-tongued boss simply couldn't handle alcohol at all.

Forget a whole glass; a single sip would make her face turn instantly red and cause her to go wild on the spot.

As the boss's most "trusted" subordinate, it naturally fell to Musheng to deal with her drunken antics.

It had left a very deep impression on him, and ever since that day, he had sworn to never let her touch another drop of alcohol.

At the thought of this, Musheng turned his head toward the kitchen. "Old Mo, are the dishes ready yet? This table is almost cleaned out!"

Originally, Mobai had told Momei about Qi Lin targeting him and sending an assassin to capture him, and Momei had passed that on to Chu Aoqing. Consequently, Chu Aoqing decided to come over to Mobai's place to discuss the situation and freeload a meal.

Then the news leaked, and just as Mobai picked up the spatula, Ji Yue and Shen Qiqi arrived, leaving Mobai with no choice but to tearfully activate his frantic stir-fry mode.

He was swinging the spatula so fast it was practically smoking.

"Stop rushing, stop rushing, you're going to stir-fry the kid's brain to a crisp..."

Mobai walked over carrying two freshly cooked hot dishes, his eyes half-closed. "Damn it, you guys finished seven dishes in half an hour. Are you a bunch of starved ghosts reincarnated or what?"

"What's wrong? Does the Bureau not feed you people?"

Hearing this, Ji Yue, who was eating the garlic paste off a steamed oyster, innocently raised her hand. "Don't look at me, Brother Mobai, I didn't eat that much."

"It was all Sister Chu."

Chu Aoqing, who had her head buried in devouring braised pork belly, looked up with a smug expression. "That's right, I ate it!"

"I paid for the ingredients, so what if I eat a bit more?"

Mobai raised a trembling hand. "Is that your reason for treating the chef like a beast of burden???"

"Even black slaves weren't treated this excessively!"

Stir-frying nine dishes in an hour—heaven knows what Mobai had been through.

He felt like he was about to master fighting with both hands independently.

"Brother has worked hard."

Momei made space for Mobai to sit next to her, extended her small fist, and gently pounded Mobai's back.

Mobai nodded with a blissful expression. "It was worth it!"

"Anyway, what do you guys plan to do about Qi Lin's matter?"

Mobai finally managed to eat a bite of hot food. "You can't possibly guard my side forever, right?"

"Of course not, youngster." Chu Aoqing finished another cup of cola. "Getting hit directly by heavenly retribution means you have to shed a layer of skin even if you survive."

"She's probably still recovering in some dark corner, with no time to spare for you."

"Although we don't know what she's looking for you for, it must be important. We'll send one team out to search for her, and another team to guard you in secret."

Chu Aoqing sneered, rubbing her hands together. "You go to work normally tomorrow and see if you can lure her out."

"Once she shows up, I'll run up, give her a kick, and slap the cuffs right on."

"Can't be killed, huh? The king of durability, are we? Then we'll tie her up and escort her straight to the higher-ups, let the Crimson King's clan and retainers properly entertain her."

Chu Aoqing laughed heartily. "Those lunatics in the Eternal Paradise are crazier than the last. If we can capture one alive, it'll be enough for our bureau to brag about at the assembly for a whole year."

"And we'll be able to ask for a bigger budget, hehe..."

Looking at Chu Aoqing laughing like a meme, Mobai narrowed his eyes. "Will this actually work..."

As for Musheng, he expressed his innocent amazement: "Wow, are you guys talking about some game's lore? I completely don't understand."

After all, his current persona was merely a friend of Mobai's; he supposedly knew nothing about the Extraordinary Border-Crossers Wanted Criminals Jurisdiction Bureau.

"Rest assured, the ones protecting you will be me and your cute little sister." Chu Aoqing flexed the muscle on her arm. "Maximum sense of security, alright."

Momei nodded gently. "Yes, I will protect you well, Brother."

The preliminary plan had been arranged, and Chu Aoqing waved her hand grandly. "Alright, enough about that. Let's talk about something interesting."

"By the way, Mobai, can't you see people's components? Come on!" Chu Aoqing patted her chest. "Take a look at what kind of component sister is!"

Asking him to check her components voluntarily? What a bold personality...

Mobai looked at the top of Chu Aoqing's head, picked a prominent one from that pile of complex components, and said with a resigned expression:

"You're a heavy drinker."

Ji Yue pointed at herself. "Eh? Then what about me!"

"You're a street vagrant."

Shen Qiqi had woken up from her cola haze and also jumped up. "What about me, what about me?"

"You're an absolute goofball."

Shen Qiqi: "?"

"Hey!" The magical girl waved her fists. "Who has absolute goofball as a component?! Did you just make that up randomly? You definitely made that up randomly, right?!"

"Answer me properly, otherwise, otherwise..."

Shen Qiqi lowered her head weakly. "People will actually take it seriously..."

Mobai: "?"

Although you really don't have "absolute goofball" as a component, you certainly fit the description...

Complaining silently in his heart, Mobai flicked his hand. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. You're a magical girl, happy now?"

"Yay!"

Musheng truly didn't know about Mobai's ability this time. He looked at Mobai with a blank expression, his voice filled with a mixture of anticipation and hesitation: "So, Old Mo."

"What component am I?"

Mobai: "..."

Damn it, your components are the most complicated in this entire house, and you're still asking me what your component is?

You must have your masochistic streak acting up and want a scolding!

Thus, Mobai said expressionlessly: "You're a goblin."

Musheng: "..."

He wore a forced smile. "Y-You're joking too, right?"

"It's not real, right?"

Mobai: "What do you think?"

Musheng: "..."

He clutched his head and cried out: "Why?!"

Giving a delighted glance at the weeping Musheng, Mobai turned his head and looked at the quiet Momei: "Little sis, don't you want to know what your component is?"

Momei blinked and gave Mobai a cute smile. "No need."

"That makes me feel a bit unaccustomed."

"Yeah, why is that." Momei looked calmly at her own reflection in the cup. "I just feel that in the anime you usually watch, those younger sisters who can never properly express their feelings to brothers who take such good care of them..."

"Really are immensely troublesome."

Momei smiled sweetly at Mobai. "I don't want to trouble Brother, nor do I want Brother to develop any strange misconceptions about me."

Looking at his sensible cabbage, Mobai shed tears of satisfaction. The hard work of the past eight years was worth it!