Honkai Impact 3rd, but I have too many mods.

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Most of the time, I can't even walk a few steps to find Gui Naifen, so why would I need to send messages or have long phone conversations?

"So, boss, have you flirted with everyone?" Gui Naifen said with a hint of teasing. "Oh, Eden came here this time because you flirted with him too."

"Stop talking about this useless stuff..."

"What's the point of saying all this useless stuff?" Gui Naifen said nonchalantly, pulling off the bath towel wrapped around her body.

We've done the biggest thing, what else can we do?

Gui Naifen continued to puff out her chest, looking incredibly arrogant—anyone who didn't know better would have thought it was Liu Bai who was leaning against the wall as she came out.

Liu Bai reached out and rubbed it twice, then poked Gui Naifen's little belly.

"Woo!"

After a rather cute exclamation, Gui Naifen blushed and wrapped the bath towel around herself again.

"...It suddenly turned into this kind of relationship."

Gui Naifen blushed; she hadn't expected to make such a bold interaction.

"Ah, so in that case, I've won against Liuying?"

"What's the point of winning like this? To be fair, you also beat Huang Quan."

Liu Bai pouted.

The look of superiority on Gui Naifen's face faded, and she fell silent.

That statement is truly... devastating.

"Boss, you really don't understand girls' hearts at all," Gui Naifen complained.

As for the "generous reward" that Liu Bai had mentioned before, Gui Naifen didn't mention it. She believed that Liu Bai wouldn't stand her up so easily.

And it doesn't matter if they stand me up.

—Looking back, it's not like I haven't made any progress at all.

Star Core Hunters were all defeated by her, okay?

dong dong.

"Mr. Liu Bai, are you there?"

The knocking sound and the sound of fireflies rang out at the same time.

"...Ah, is this what they mean by 'speak of the devil and he appears'?"

Gui Naifen's face twitched twice.

Joking aside, she didn't want to be caught red-handed by Liu Ying.

"If I get caught, I'll be killed, right?"

"Firefly shouldn't be that violent... well, or rather, she probably won't resort to violence given the current situation."

Liu Bai, as the adulterer, remained quite calm—there was nothing to panic about.

These words did nothing to improve Gui Naifen's expression: "I'm a little curious about when Liu Ying would resort to violence in your eyes."

"Hmm... a scenario like, 'It's a lie, there's nothing in my belly,'"

"That's... cough, that's way too dangerous, isn't it?"

Gui Naifen forcibly suppressed her voice.

Liu Bai's description of the scene directly depicts a complete story of love, hate, and grudges.

Oh no, this is bad, this is really bad.

"What's the panic?" Bai sat on the sofa, looking calm. "Even if the fireflies in the Dust Song Pot were inside, they wouldn't break down the door, let alone in someone else's house."

Liu Bai yawned. He had been busy from morning to afternoon, and even though he had drunk a lot of Love Elixir to replenish his energy, he was still a little tired.

"Besides, I went back to my room to rest, so it was even less likely that fireflies would break in."

Disturbing someone's rest may seem like a small matter, but depending on the situation, it could become infinitely serious, and Firefly wouldn't do something like that.

Gui Naifen nodded at Liu Bai's words.

Liu Bai's analysis seems to make a lot of sense.

"...But if that's the case, as long as it's not 'breaking down the door,' then it's fine, right?"

Gui Naifen suddenly let her thoughts wander.

"For example, going through the window?"

"..."

It seems to contain a hint of reason amidst the nonsense?

Liu Bai moved the corners of his mouth, but couldn't think of a way to refute Gui Naifen.

After all... there's really nothing wrong with this reverse thinking.

"The knocking outside has stopped." Gui Naifen glanced at the door, then at the balcony on the other side. "If they want to come in... the only other options besides the door are the window, right?"

The guesthouse has a luxurious balcony on the top floor, and there are also various entertainment facilities on the roof.

So theoretically, it would be easy to infiltrate this place—just go to the rooftop openly, find the right spot on the rooftop, and jump down.

“…How about we lock the balcony?” Gui Naifen suggested. “It’s always better to be safe than sorry.”

"Isn't it?"

“I don’t think so.” Gui Naifen rested her head on her hand, her expression serious. “Boss, do you think Liu Ying will be angrier at you for ignoring her knocking and keeping her as a mistress, or will she be angrier at me for lying next to you wrapped in a bath towel?”

"I really hate these kinds of problems that make you feel like you're doomed no matter what."

Although Liu Bai disagreed with Gui Naifen's statement, he was speechless.

"So why don't you hurry back now?"

"Boss, you want me to limp out the door?" Gui Naifen put on a very affected, fake crying expression.

"...Then why don't you go back to the pot and rest?"

"Is there no one in the pot?" Gui Naifen asked back. "Besides, if I go back into the pot, everyone will know that something has happened to me."

Look at her now. She's limping, her black stockings are all gone, and her bra is soaked in water. Is this how she'll ever go back to normal?

"So what are you going to do? Are you planning to stay in my room for the rest of your life?"

"Um……"

Gui Naifen wanted to say that it wasn't impossible, but those words were still too shameful and made people feel ashamed.

"How about dinner time? Everyone will be going out to eat around that time. I think I'll be about 70-80% recovered by then, so I'll go back then."

"……also."

Liu Bai nodded first, then stared at Gui Naifen for a while.

For some reason, he felt that this girl might be having a complicated, self-destructive mentality.

On the one hand, they say they are afraid of fireflies, but on the other hand, they seem to be eager to jump on the fireflies' faces.

Liu Bai found it difficult to comment on Gui Naifen's current thoughts.

"Then I'll go lock the windows."

"Then I'll go to the bedroom first."

"...What are you doing in the bedroom?"

"Of course I'd hide and take a nap, otherwise I'd be seen through the floor-to-ceiling windows right here!"

Gui Naifen slowly got up from the sofa and walked towards Liu Bai's bedroom.

Liu Bai then went to lock the balcony door.

...If this were a horror game, there would be a face-jumping scene by now.

Fortunately, fireflies haven't appeared on the balcony yet.

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The rooftop of the guesthouse.

"Hmm? Firefly, where are you going?" Kafka, who was sunbathing under a parasol on the rooftop, called out to Firefly as she walked past.

"...Kafka?" Firefly looked at Kafka suspiciously.

Is this person crazy? Why are they sunbathing like this while holding a parasol?

"It has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Look, you're throwing a tantrum again."

Kafka looked helpless.

"So you're not planning to illegally break into the BOSS's room, are you?"

Kafka's gaze sharpened, and the teasing mixed in made Yingxin's heart flutter for a moment.

"You...you shouldn't judge others by your own standards!"

"If I were to judge others by my own standards, would you still be able to see me here?" Kafka lifted her sunglasses to her forehead, a half-smile on her face.

This sentence successfully silenced Liu Ying.

It seems... that makes a lot of sense.

If Kafka really goes to commit trespassing, then I should see her in Liu Bai's bed.

"Looks like I was right?" Kafka's smile was full of sarcasm.

Liu Ying's face flushed uncontrollably.

"I was just worried about Mr. Liu Bai!" Liu Ying retorted. "I just heard the TV coming from Mr. Liu Bai's room. I was going to turn it off for him so that the sound wouldn't disturb his sleep."

"How come I never realized you were such a good storyteller?" Kafka chuckled and poked Firefly's forehead.

"Ugh..." Liu Ying was embarrassed.

Lying to Kafka made me feel like I was showing off my limited skills before an expert.

“Most of the time I just don’t tell the whole truth, not I lie,” Kafka corrected with a smile. “So, what would you do if the boss’s balcony was locked too?”

Kafka, too lazy to directly expose Firefly's little scheme, changed the subject instead.

The firefly paused for a moment.

She... hadn't really thought about that.

"Then... then let's go back the way we came?"

"..." As expected, Firefly chose the stupidest option.

Kafka was deeply troubled by this.

"We can't just break down the door, can we?" Liu Ying retorted stubbornly, looking at Kafka who seemed to have said everything without actually saying anything.

“There’s a saying, ‘Since we’re already here,’” Kafka sighed. “You know, the balcony lock requires an IC card.”

"Crack it? Uh... isn't that Silver Wolf's job?"

Having worked together for so many years, once Kaffa started, Firefly knew what Kaffa meant.

“There’s more than one way to break down a door. I prefer to have someone lead me in. Here.” Kafka pulled a card from her pocket. “Use this.”

"...What is this?" Firefly's eyes were immediately drawn to the small black card in Kafka's hand.

“Of course it’s the BOSS’s access card.” Kafka said with a happy smile.

"How could you have something like this?" Even though Firefly had a premonition, she still couldn't help but show shock when she heard Kafka actually say it.

“Of course it’s because I’m the BOSS’s secretary,” Kafka said with a bright smile to Firefly.

"..."

Is it really possible to have such benefits as a secretary?

Liu Ying tried her best not to show any envy on her face.

"Here, take it. Remember to come out after you turn off the TV." Kafka handed over the card, emphasizing the key point with a half-smile.