Ark, after I died, the operators started to love me.

The girl had a black halo around her head, short blue hair, and wore the same dark coat she had arrived in. Naturally, she always carried two staffs with her.

"It's you again, Mr. Mike."

Mike smiled. "You know my identity from Penguin Logistics, right?"

"Yes, I didn't expect you to have opened a shop on the outer ring road."

"The repair shop occasionally gets a few big orders, but usually it just gets by."

Mike stepped aside: "What do you want to buy?"

"Buy some fried stinky tofu."

The fallen angel naturally revealed a calm smile.

Mike glanced down at the fried stinky tofu in his hand and said in surprise, "I didn't know you liked it too."

"I've tried it, and I think it tastes alright, but I'm not the type of person who likes it."

"is it?"

Mike managed a weak reply, then fell silent.

"And thank you."

"It's just an umbrella, don't worry about it."

"Yes."

Mostima took the bag of fried stinky tofu, but handed it to Mike: "This is for you."

“I already have it.” Mike held up the packaging bag in his hand.

“I bought some last time to give as a gift, but I couldn’t find anyone to give it to, so I just ate it myself. Since you like it, could you do me this favor? Consider it my way of repaying you.”

Now that things have come to this point, if Mike doesn't take it, he'll seem too stingy.

"OK, thank you."

The fallen angel nodded in satisfaction and said softly, "I'm leaving now."

Even if Mike were slow on the uptake, he should have noticed Mostima's unusual condition by now.

15. Mordred in front, Hoshiguma behind.

"Are you Sarkaz? Do you want to go back to Laterano?"

"Yes, I found a new job and I'm staying in Laterano from now on. I'm never coming out again."

"Does such a job exist?"

"Yes, I have."

silence.

There is only silence.

“Mike.”

"what happened?"

"Thank you."

The fallen angel turned around: "Thank you for granting my last wish."

"Miss Mostima, what are you saying?"

“Texas, she’s a good girl, although…although…”

Mike's heart tightened.

What does she know?

Did Texas already mention it?

"Although you are not officially together yet, I wish you all the best, and I will pray for you in Laterano."

Goodbye

Never again.

Mostima's tone was soft and gentle, but the words she spoke pierced Mike's heart like steel needles, causing him waves of pain.

“Miss Mostima, you must have misunderstood something. Texas and I are not what you think.”

The fallen angel raised her face, trying to stop the tears, but her struggle was doomed to failure.

She didn't dare turn around, didn't dare look at the man.

His disguise was so poor that it was full of flaws and could be seen through with just a little observation.

He is that person.

The person who should have died, but changed his name and hid in Longmen.

Even in the distorted illusion outside Lungmen, it was him; even with Kal'tsit covering for him, his brilliance could not be concealed.

And that blue monster, his hesitation and indecision when facing the fallen angel, already revealed who he was on his face.

Mostima felt both happy and disheartened seeing his intimacy with Texas.

So you made this choice?

It was my fault for not noticing your feelings in time, which led to everything being irreversible.

Now that you've chosen Texas, it's a happy ending for lovers, and I should give you my sincerest blessings.

But why does my heart ache so much?

An, this is my blessing to you. There is nothing left on this land that can attract me. Perhaps I should stay in Lateran and never leave again.

It's great that you're still alive.

Countless images flashed through the fallen angel's mind, countless images of this man, but she was not the protagonist in any of them.

I'm sorry, I love you.

Mostima mustered all her courage and took a step forward, then let the momentum carry her a second step. Just then, someone grabbed her wrist from behind and pulled her back.

"Watch out, there's a car ahead. I'm worried about you in this state."

"It's okay, I can walk by myself."

"Do not."

Mike grabbed Mostima's wrist tightly, preventing her from leaving.

The fallen angel stubbornly said, "Let me go."

"No."

"Why not? You already have Texas. You like her, and she likes you. Are you going to just watch me be embarrassed?"

"It's true that Texas likes me, and it's also true that I like Texas, but that doesn't mean I can't like other people."

Mike blurted out the scumbag's statement without hesitation.

He had already died once, taken on a different identity, and was no longer the frail Dr. An. Naturally, the constraints imposed on him in the past no longer existed.

How could he just let go of Mostima's stubbornness?

He's a scumbag, but he promises to love everyone equally.

I think someone said that, but never mind, it must have been Lu Xun.

"Mostima, I have so much to say to you."

The fallen angel looked at the man before her, her eyes blurred, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Finally, all the pent-up grievances, anxieties, regrets, and other negative emotions she had been suppressing came together. She hugged Mike tightly, buried her head in his chest, and soaked his clothes with her tears.

This scene drew the attention of passersby. Mike sensed something was wrong and quickly grabbed Mostima, turning to leave. Luckily, he was wearing a baseball cap and glasses, so not many people could recognize him in a short time.

Little did they know that the red Liberi, who was calling for his companion across the street, suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking at the two people embracing each other with mixed feelings.

Mostima was embracing a strange man.

How could this be?

who's that person?

How did they meet, and how did things develop to where they are now?

Fiameta pursed her lips. She wanted to approach the man and question him, but then she saw Mostima hugging him tightly, so she stopped.

Wait, could this be a scam?

Mostima's mental state has been off ever since she arrived in Lungmen; perhaps she needed comforting, which is why she was deceived.

No, we have to stop them.

Having made up his mind, Li Boli took three steps at a time, quickly stepped forward, and grabbed Mike's arm.

"Who are you? Why are you hugging her? And Mostima, don't be fooled. There are a lot of con artists in Lungmen who cheat people out of their money and sex. Don't fall for it. I'm calling the Guard Bureau right now!"

Mostima was shocked when he saw Fiameta and hurriedly said, "It's not what you think. My relationship with him is not that complicated. He didn't cheat me out of money or sex."

"Heh, every victim says that."

Fiameta said seriously, "You must have been bewitched by this man. I heard that there are swindlers in Lungmen who have mastered a special powder. As long as they lightly pat the victim's shoulder, the victim will follow them on their own. No, I've already called Inspector Hoshiguma's number. She said she'll be there soon."

I've been made a con artist, and the kind who swindles money and sex?!

Mike was itching to roll up his sleeves and yell at Fatty Duck, "Don't make baseless accusations! How is he a liar?!"

As the crowd of onlookers grew larger and the situation became increasingly difficult to manage, fortunately, the Imperial Guard arrived in time, and two police cars quickly and smoothly came to a stop on the side of the road.

Inspector Hoshiguma got out of the car, and the superintendent who was with her parted the crowd. She saw Mostima, Fiametta and Mike standing in the middle, and immediately took out handcuffs and put them on Mike without saying a word.

"You have the right to remain silent. Come with me to the Guard Bureau to give a statement and explain what happened."

Mostima quickly said, "Inspector Hoshiguma, he's not a liar."

"Whether he is or not is not up to you to decide."

Mike raised his hands: "This isn't appropriate, Inspector Hoshiguma. We've met before."