Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 64, Section 21: Dance is the blooming of flowers.
Two minutes later.

Within the beautiful waltz.

Young men and women danced gracefully, their fingers intertwined, like butterflies fluttering among flowers, gazing at each other with tender affection.

Their flowing dresses obscured the light reflected off the floor, and they smiled as elegant music played. Behind the delightful dance was a 12-member symphony orchestra playing a 3/4 time signature melody.

This dignified tradition, inherited from court dances, made every couple present feel like a prince and princess.

Apart from the two men.

They have no princess.

He Ye and Lei Li turned their faces away from each other, and danced hand in hand, unable to bear looking at each other.

It has to be said that this evening gown limited Rayleigh's performance. After spinning gracefully a few times, he fell into He Ye's arms, his face heavy.

Even more somber than Raleigh's expression was that of He Ye.

He could already foresee what his nightmare would be like tonight.

The story begins two minutes ago.

Two minutes earlier, Rory approached the two men with a serious expression, indicating that the older couple they were monitoring had given themselves away. Just then, the club's evening dance began, and the two of them joined the waltz.

This means that if the members of the intelligence department want to continue eavesdropping and gathering intelligence, they must also join the dancing group.

There were four people present: three men and one woman.

wrong……

Two men and two women!

“You’re right, but Commander Loris can’t afford any more damage to her reputation.”

After hearing his words, He Ye immediately stated his position in a deep voice. He and Loris were in the same group, and the simple question-and-answer session between the two had already made Loris incredibly swayed. If they were to dance together with their arms around each other's waists—oh dear, the source of the meteorite that caused the extinction of the Cretaceous dinosaurs has been found!

Officer Rory, in a similarly somber tone, sealed the deal with a single sentence:
"I don't know how to dance court dances."

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Surrounded by enemies in silence, He Ye slowly looked at Rayleigh.

“I don’t know either.” Reilly shrugged.

The conversation ends there.

It seems there's only one answer left.

But is this kind of development really correct?

Fortunately, at that moment, a black-clad waiter passing by overheard a few keywords, such as "can't dance" and "neither can I," which were the sounds that drifted out during their conversation.

So the waiter looked at the four of them and kindly reminded them:

"It's okay if you're not good at dancing. Most people here aren't either. As long as one person can dance, that's fine, because a duet waltz can guide you!"

After saying that, he smiled and left.

So, round 2! Let's resume the discussion!

"It's okay if you can't dance, our goal is just to eavesdrop! Just hold their hands, put your arm around their waist, and sway nearby!"

He Ye frowned and lowered his voice even more (their conversation had always been very quiet), trying to persuade Rayleigh and Rory to play. They were a perfect team and there was no reason for them to back down now!
“But at least one of us needs to know how, right? Neither of us knows how,” Rory said worriedly, having finished his cigarette.

"Leon, do you know how?" Rayleigh asked, his red lips moving slightly.

He Ye was speechless for a moment and couldn't bear to look at him.

After thinking for a moment, I decided to say I didn't know, because that would avoid things reverting to the Cretaceous period. But then I thought, if I also answered no, then Loris would definitely have to step in—because she did know, and she wouldn't give up on gathering valuable information.

Of the three people present.

Officer Rory is a Jericho Covenantist and cannot develop impure friendships with women, so he passes.

The blonde Borelli is dressed beautifully, with enough breasts to fit five Lolis. Since women can't waltz with other women, she's a pass.

Then there's only one person left.

Heye: "..."

"I can."

After a brief moment of thought, He Ye gave another answer in a deep voice. His identity, according to his records, was a graduate of Tahashi Seifu University, a top-tier university in Country A, which made sense.

But he forgot something even more terrifying.

That means if he doesn't cooperate with Loris, it seems that he only has one other person to choose from.

Rory: "Alright, then the mission is decided. You and Rayleigh will disguise yourselves and get close."

That was the blonde, big-breasted Raleigh.

Heye:?
What he belatedly realized was the terrifying threat of social death. He shouldn't have forgotten that even facing a Cretaceous meteorite was better than cuddling with a man! This wasn't a club in the Land of Abundance!

Riley's cheeks twitched as well, but he had already worked with Officer Rory for an hour, enduring the torture of drinking red wine together—if their relationship hadn't deepened, they had at least gotten used to the weight on his chest.

So he was just melancholy but didn't refute it.

"Okay, don't step on my foot."

"..." He Ye felt a darkness engulf her vision.

“Wait, wait…”

He held his head, feeling that there might still be a chance for things to turn around. He didn't necessarily have to dance with Rayleigh, who was dressed as a woman, otherwise it would be so embarrassing that he wouldn't be able to sleep all night.

Meanwhile, Loris, who was standing next to her, was hesitating, thinking about whether she should "sacrifice" herself and dance with He Ye to complete the eavesdropping mission.

If Rayleigh were to go, he might give himself away and alert the enemy.

Just as I was about to subtly bring it up—

He Ye suddenly appeared in front of her, and Lolis misunderstood his appearance as if he were grasping at a straw. His eyes were full of her image, and she thought it was some kind of heartfelt invitation to dance.

"Although it may be a bit abrupt to say this, Loris, would you like to dance with me?!" He Ye extended his hand, his eyes filled with emotion. It was the first time someone had said such a thing to her, and even knelt down on one knee in a courtly manner to invite her to dance.

Loris was flustered and her cheeks flushed:
"No, it's not you!"

"Please! I really have to go with you!" He Ye excitedly pressed on, because he didn't want to leave a dark history. Even if he was punished by Loris later, it was better than being haunted by nightmares!

He even grabbed Lolis's hands with both of them! Small and soft!
And there is no doubt about it.

"!!!"

Loris blushed as she was sunk!
Her original intention to cooperate vanished because of He Ye's 'enthusiastic' invitation. She resolutely refused and even sat on the chair in a huff, kicking him away in shame and indignation!

After all, how could one easily agree to such a thing? If it were for the sake of the mission, Loris wouldn't care, but he clearly had selfish motives involved!
So eventually.

"It's all for the mission anyway. If we achieve something, we'll both benefit. Why think about it so seriously? Besides, you're a guy, which is better than me, right?"

The blond-haired Polelli put his arm around He Ye's shoulder and calmly handed him the golden mask.

It's like offering someone a cigarette.

As long as both people wear masks, no one can recognize them. This is a small convenience that the club provides to those who want to exchange dance partners.

These words did indeed make He Ye feel less depressed.

Well, well, the facts are before him, and he has no choice but to accept it. It's like a predetermined arrangement called fate. After much thought, he can only face his fate with a sense of magnanimity and leave gracefully.
"Hey, come on, you're right... After all, I'm still a guy, so just think of it as accompanying my friend to practice dancing."

He Ye shook his head, his face full of heroic sacrifice. He recalled that when he took an elective dance class in college, it was indeed the men who hugged each other to finish the first lesson.

He turned around and looked at the blonde, busty beauty in front of him.

To ensure that no one would notice the disguise.

Or perhaps it's a performance put on for the spectators.

After getting closer, He Ye extended his hand and invited her with a helpless expression:

"Handsome gentleman, would you like to dance with me?"

Rayleigh's face immediately turned pale, clearly embarrassed after deeply understanding his own situation—he shouldn't have sympathized with He Ye before, but should have sympathized with himself more.

"Uh, I just wanted to be your brother... By the way, this waltz you guys are talking about doesn't require splits, right?" Rayleigh winked at his right eye.

He Ye: "No need for splits, but you need to lie down and turn around, like those ladies who flutter like butterflies."

Rayleigh was dejected: "What about my reputation and integrity?"

“It was gone before we even entered this club.” He Ye withdrew her gaze, took his hand, and joined the queue.

Is it too late to regret it now?

“You should spin around now…” He Ye said.

“…My glorious name.” Rayleigh spun around, tears welling in his eyes.

……

"These are all the information I just intercepted. I've drawn a black line under any suspicious information and added my own deductions."

The white table number 8 in the club.

The lobby on the first floor was filled with fluttering butterflies. While He Ye and the other person were carrying out their eavesdropping, Rory reported his findings to Loris.

Although the little incident was a bit comical, the mission continued as normal. Loris quickly recovered, coughed awkwardly twice, forgot about He Ye's kneeling, and calmed down.

She took the black book and examined it, her fingers resting on the pages.

His eyes darted quickly across the text, flipping through two or three pages of dialogue before finally settling on the "birthday party"—Sir Humphrey would be holding his birthday party next Monday, which was four days from now.

As a former government official, although the Minister of Health is replaced every few years, his achievements during his tenure are enough to keep him in a good position. Presumably, many people will attend this birthday banquet—if it is a public event.

(Public announcement: It's normal for a former government official's birthday to be remembered, as some people want to curry favor and seek personal gain. Publicly announcing it gives people a reason to visit. If they want a private celebration, they would use an invitation system, so even if they know the other person's birthday, they will politely send their wishes the next day.)

Private invitations are a different matter.

"He seemed to have something to announce at his birthday party that was important to him. I recommend checking his companies, such as pharmaceutical companies, to see if they have recently made any travel outside the country."

Rory offered his opinion: generally speaking, investigating such government officials starts with their social connections.

The seemingly insignificant, everyday conversations recorded in the black book—this birthday party was originally his invitation to Miss Mia, and he boasted to her that it was very important, that there would be something very exciting to announce, and that he would send her an invitation to make sure she attended.

Perhaps I should investigate this birthday party again in a couple of days. If it was a private invitation, maybe going to his mansion will reveal more secrets. I continued looking down at the black book.

The two mentioned the College of Arts and Sciences several times during their conversation.

They met at the College of Arts and Sciences, so it's normal for them to talk about it; it's one of the few topics they have in common.

only……

“You’ll be in charge of keeping an eye on their schedule tomorrow,” Loris said softly. “I’ll also be investigating at the Grammar School.”

Rory nodded: "Yes."

Then he changed the subject and said:

"And then, wasn't I just talking about a sensitive topic? It was about this point."

Rory pointed to the word "plague".

"Sir Humphrey's position at the Grammar School does not appear to be a mere formality; he has been teaching biology courses to students, though it may have only begun in the last two or three months since he stepped down."

"As a politician, his expertise in medicine is truly admirable."

"The woman talked to him about this, saying that some of their classmates were very interested and wanted to know how it was finally resolved. Sir Humphrey answered some medical questions and told me that his pharmaceutical company had extracted the pathogen from rats... In short, it was all rather obscure and difficult-to-understand language, which I couldn't convey properly, but the gist of it was that in addition to developing an antidote, the pharmaceutical company had also accidentally discovered an even more deadly pathogen."

(PS: In the process of researching plague, it is entirely possible to come into contact with, isolate, or become aware of other naturally occurring, more powerful pathogens, such as the real-world Ebola virus and Marburg virus.)

After listening, Loris listened in silence and thought about it. She listed the points that needed to be investigated in her notebook. Although she couldn't be sure whether the former health minister had any problems, she could be sure whether he was innocent after the investigation.

As the two were discussing, they suddenly noticed that the couples dancing in the center of the hall were clapping.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look.

What came into view were He Ye and Lei Li.

Loris & Rory: "..."

Both of them saw a subtle exchange on each other's faces—a sense of justice stemming from the demands of the mission and a feeling of helplessness in the face of the absurd reality. In the end, they tacitly decided to continue their discussion with their heads down.

The reason why applause broke out on their side was—

……

The waltz is called a waltz because it requires ladies to dance in circles, sometimes even exchanging partners.

Of course, the women in the club are all wearing masks and are willing to exchange dance partners if they don't mind making more friends.

In the center of this group are genuine couples who simply want to enjoy time together. The masked couples remain only on the periphery.

This was a miscalculation for He Ye and the others, because they were also wearing masks.

Fortunately, we just need to get through this period of free interpretation.

and so--

next moment.

The young woman and the man twirled together, like planets orbiting the sun, each with its own revolution and rotation, their flowing skirts like beautiful flowers blooming in a rush.

And Rayleigh is also blossoming.

She wore a silver mask that covered the upper half of her face, but if you only looked at the lower half, she was undoubtedly a beauty, not to mention her voluptuous pectoral muscles. When she turned to another man's hand, the other man was also wearing a mask. The moment he saw Rayleigh holding his hand, he swallowed his saliva, even in the instant his heart skipped a beat.

He Ye also breathed a sigh of relief, because another lady moved into his arms, which was a psychological comfort.

Just like Rayleigh turning into someone else's arms—the woman who turned into He Ye's arms was a beautiful C-cup woman with curly hair. The girl smiled brightly at him, and this night wasn't so bad, was it?

Ta-da! Ta-da!

A few dozen seconds later, the blooming flowers quieted down and returned to their original green leaves. He Ye, as if waking from a dream, grasped Rayleigh's hand.

His face was ashen, like a girl whose virtue had been defiled.

"I'm not clean anymore. I shook hands with more than a dozen men, and damn it, they even smiled at me!"

Although I felt bad, He Ye also wanted to laugh a little.

Thinking back on the dozen or so girls he'd been with, this night didn't seem so bad after all, so despite her complaints, He Ye still kindly comforted her:
"Don't overthink it, it's our duty. We should move over to that rich gentleman and pretty girl—where did we just hear that?"

“They’re talking about someone from the grammar school,” Riley said through gritted teeth.

"Go around and keep listening," He Ye instructed.

"Ouch~"

The two people swayed and turned around, making Rayleigh feel nauseous.

Good heavens, are all these court dancers born pilots?
And just then!
The symphony orchestra began their final chapter!

The sudden change in rhythm was a waltz that was about to end. He Ye and Lei Li were obviously caught off guard. They dodged left and right in the middle of the crowd, with the skirts of the girls flying past their cheeks like bullets!

Ten seconds!

Twenty seconds!
The increasingly agitated voices threw the two men into a panic. Although they had overheard Sir Humphrey's conversation, it was no longer of any importance! Because a greater crisis was looming!
The waltz was about to end, but they had already stumbled into the center, caught in a dilemma because they hadn't realized it beforehand!

Finally, by accident!
"Cough!" "Cough!"

In a critical moment, the skirts of the two "women" who were about to collide flew up, but fortunately they did not actually collide.

The reason was that both of them suddenly pulled their dance partners to avoid being hurt.

Meanwhile, Sergeant Draco was spinning around like a top with He Ye—he was holding onto his wife with a look of horror as he stared at the menacing opponent.

I don't know which martial arts master was so skilled that he was directly defeated. Otherwise, we would definitely have competed for the title on the Sweet Honey Stage today and won the mysterious grand prize!

Upon closer inspection, what came into view was a handsome man with a serious expression wearing a gold mask, so they had no choice but to let him go.

But it's not over yet.

Draco was able to help Melanie because they both knew how to dance the waltz.

He Ye's emergency evasive maneuver to pull Rayleigh away, however, had far-reaching consequences.

Because this guy can't dance at all, all he can do is spin around!

"I'm going, I'm going, I'm going!" He was already terrified.

There was no other way, so He Ye had to pull him back with all her might to dissipate the force, otherwise he would fall flat on his face and become a laughing stock!
Ever since!
The reason for the applause that rang out earlier has been explained.

That's a continuous rotation of 360 degrees + 360 degrees + 360 degrees!

To hold off Rayleigh, He Ye was willing to go all out, his eyes serious, and the muscle control he used in his fighting techniques was now executing every command with perfect precision! He dissipated his strength as he walked forward!
"Whoa whoa whoa!" Rayleigh felt like he was flying!
The two figures pierced the center of the dance like powerful blades! Butterflies scattered in their wake! The exclamations of the young women and the astonishment of the young men ultimately succumbed to their awe of the dancers' skill!

Perfect strides!
Finally, the band's song came to a quiet end, and standing frozen in the center of the crowd was a dizzy Rayleigh—although he had stopped spinning, he was really dizzy and felt like vomiting.

Feeling dizzy and unsteady on my feet,

Just as Rayleigh was about to fall backward!

He Ye reacted quickly, embracing 'her' while covered in sweat.

This scene is the fundamental reason for the applause—it's like a perfectly timed golden moment, when the music stops, the crowd disperses, and the spotlight focuses right in the center!
The two were like Romeo and Juliet in a musical, the girl lying in the boy's arms leaning back, the boy holding the girl's waist and supporting her gracefully.

"Pah pah pah pah pah pah."

Thunderous applause erupted, bringing the evening to a close.

He Ye even noticed that Rayleigh's pectoral muscles were drooping in a "strange state," and his face darkened as he realized that this was a big problem. He had no choice but to reach out and straighten them.

A soft touch came through; it was cotton.

But to others, this was a bold move.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, I feel like throwing up," Rayleigh said, his eyes gleaming.

He Ye was speechless. He remembered the wish he had made not long ago. Although it had come true, it was just cotton... Sigh!

"Thank you both for your waltz performance. Tonight's Dance Star award goes to you both! Your performance was truly impressive—so skillful, so crisp, and so powerful!"

The praise from others felt like stones thrown at a well-behaved person. He Ye's lips twitched, and he finally managed a weak smile. After all, it was a pretense, and he had to maintain that facade.

"puff."

Someone finally couldn't help but laugh. It was Loris. She was laughing so hard that she was wiping away tears with her fingers. Knowing the truth, she must have found the scene of her supporting the cotton ball quite laughable.

"Thank you... thank you to the Sweet Honey Club for giving me this opportunity..."

He Ye's voice sounded so dry and his expression was unpredictable. Meanwhile, Rayleigh, who was holding his shoulder, was so dizzy that he felt like vomiting. He leaned on Rayleigh like a charming beauty, not saying a word, or he would have thrown up the feast he had just eaten.

A few minutes later, as they were laughing, someone made eye contact with them.

Rory controlled his facial expression to signal the end of the mission, as the two people he was monitoring had already left with smiles on their faces. They had been at the club for nearly two hours, and the mission was finally over.

However, the suspicions surrounding Sir Humphrey's espionage have not yet been cleared, or rather, Miss Mia is equally suspicious.

He Ye recalled the information he had gathered, not forgetting his concerns.

But damn it...

"Ugh."

Perhaps I should have invited that girl more sincerely back then; that way, at least I could have avoided an awkward situation. Even though she stepped on my foot in shame and anger, the pale blonde hair that flashed before my eyes smelled pleasant, and she was quite pretty too.

"Okay, that's it for today."

"Yue... Ouch, I'm so dizzy... Ugh..."

Would you like a glass of water?

"Today's events are just about carrying out a mission; no one is allowed to spread rumors... Hey, did you all hear that?"

Stepping off the red carpet.

Outside the Sweet Honey Club.

As the evening breeze and night fell, the streetlights shone brightly. The four people were busy with their own things, talking amongst themselves, each seemingly at peace, quite different from the passersby.

But this is also their daily routine.

"Yes, yes, yes~" "Yes!" "Yes... Ugh."

(End of this chapter)