Chapter 1459
Cui Ming: They're all good women
Cui Ming pointed at Adam and Yiwu, his tone as calm as if discussing the weather: "You two, be careful. Hugging and cuddling in the street, wagging your tails, it's too conspicuous. Humans may be used to dinosaur people, but they're not used to seeing dinosaur people showing affection."
Adam and Yiwu exchanged a glance, then looked down at their paws—they were now entwined, their tails twisted together like a pretzel.
"..." Adam blinked, quickly released his paws, and his tail swished apart. "N-nothing..."
"Whether you have it or not, you know it yourself." Cui Ming stuffed the osmanthus cake back into his pocket and pulled his scarf up. "Don't be too damn lovey-dovey, or you'll get beaten up. Not everyone is as easy to talk to as me."
Adam could complain about Troy's actions just as much...
He glanced at Asuka and Rei behind Choi Myung, then at the bag of snacks in Choi Myung's hand that was clearly for the two girls, and his lips twitched.
Aren't you sprinkling it yourself?
Two more were brought along.
Two servings.
But Adam kept quiet, completely obedient.
He lowered his head, his huge paws clutching the bag of candy, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "...Understood, Mr. Choi."
"Hmm." Cui Ming nodded, turned to leave, then turned back and added, "Eat less candy, it'll give you cavities. The same goes for dinosaur people."
"..."
Adam watched Cui Ming's departing figure, then looked at the bag of colorful candies in his hand, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
Yi Wu nudged him with her elbow from the side: "Why don't you say it if you want to complain?"
"If you're so good, you do it." Adam stuffed the candy into his pocket, his voice muffled. "Go tell Storm One that he's showing off his love too."
"..." Yi Wu was silent for five seconds, then shook her head, "I can't."
“Right?” Adam sighed, his tail drooping listlessly. “So I can too.”
The two stood at the entrance of the market, watching Choi Myung disappear into the crowd with Asuka and Rei Ayanami. Asuka's blonde twin tails resembled two dancing flames, Rei Ayanami's blue hair shimmered faintly in the sunlight, and Choi Myung's scarf billowed in an arc behind him.
“Actually…” Adam suddenly spoke up, his voice low, “Mr. Choi’s smile is… quite frightening.”
"why?"
“Because…” Adam touched his still trembling tail, “He doesn’t usually smile, but when he suddenly smiles, I feel… I feel like he’s going to pull out a gun.”
Yi Wu thought for a moment, then nodded seriously: "Indeed."
The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously shivered.
Then Adam took a piece of candy out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, and the sweetness melted on his tongue.
"...But the candy is really sweet."
"……Um."
Choi Myung continued shopping with Asuka and Rei Ayanami, but he remained vigilant.
His fingers remained on the holster at his waist, his gaze sweeping across the surrounding crowd every three seconds, as if instinctively scanning for potential threats. Despite carrying osmanthus cakes and strawberry candies, his scarf fluttering gently in the wind, making him appear like an ordinary man shopping with his girlfriend, his back was ramrod straight, each step landing precisely in the most advantageous position for aggression and evasion.
Asuka was holding his left arm, her blonde twin tails bouncing with each step, her blue eyes reflecting the various goods in the shop windows along the street. She was chattering away, talking about everything from the new combat suits to limited-edition desserts, her words coming out at a machine gun speed.
"Cui Ming! Over there! Over there, crepes! I want some!"
"it is good."
"And that! That hair clip! The red one! It matches my combat suit!"
"purchase."
"Cui Ming, you're the best!"
Asuka nuzzled her face against his shoulder like a contented cat. Choi Myung's body stiffened for a moment, but he quickly relaxed, a smile curving his lips as he reached out and ruffled her blonde hair.
Rei Ayanami walked to his right, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand, her red eyes calmly gazing ahead. She didn't speak, only occasionally lightly touching the back of Choi Myung's hand with her fingertips, as if to confirm that he was still there. Choi Myung would squeeze back, a very light squeeze, but enough for her to know.
The three people walked in the sunlight, their shadows stretched long and overlapping.
It's as warm and cozy as a painting.
If we ignore Cui Ming's gaze that sweeps across the room every three seconds, and the finger that never stops tapping on the holster.
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Actually, those from the Metropolitan Police Department in the surrounding area were even more vigilant than Choi Myung-seo.
On the street corner, three plainclothes policemen huddled behind a newsstand, holding newspapers in their hands, but their eyes were fixed on Cui Ming's direction.
“The target… is moving…” a young policeman whispered into his concealed earpiece, his voice trembling, “He… he bought crepes… for that blonde girl…”
"Don't stare!" the captain roared through the earpiece. "Look down! Look down! If he sees you, you're finished!"
"But……"
"No buts! Storm One's detection range is 500 meters! You're 300 meters away from it! You're already in the danger zone!"
The young policeman quickly held the newspaper up high to cover his face, but he was holding it upside down.
Another policeman squatted next to the trash can, pretending to tie his shoelaces, but the shoelaces were already tied. He squatted for ten minutes, and his legs were numb. His gaze pierced through the cracks in the trash can as he watched Choi Myung wipe the cream from Asuka's lips, then slowly pull out a small notebook and begin to take notes.
"The target... is being fed... gently... but his right hand has never left the holster..."
"What are you writing?!" Captain was practically going crazy in the earpiece. "That's Storm One! Not a bear from the zoo! It doesn't need behavioral records!" "But..."
"No buts! Put the notebook away! If he finds out you're taking notes, he'll think you're a spy sent by aliens!"
"……Yes."
The third policeman fared even worse. He was disguised as a balloon vendor, holding a handful of colorful balloons, and stood beside Cui Ming's usual route. His smile was stiff, and he muttered, "Balloons, balloons, five yuan each," but his eyes were constantly glancing sideways at Cui Ming.
Cui Ming paused for a moment as he walked past him.
The vendor's heart stopped for a moment.
He watched as Choi Myung turned his head, his gaze lingering on Choi Myung's face for half a second before moving down to the balloon in his hand.
"..."
Cui Ming reached out, took a banknote from his pocket, and handed it over.
"two."
"...Huh?" The vendor's mind went blank.
"Balloons," Cui Ming said calmly. "Two."
"Oh...oh!" The vendor hurriedly untied two balloons, one red and one blue, his hands trembling as he handed them over. "Here...for you..."
Choi Myung took the balloons, handing the red one to Asuka and the blue one to Rei Ayanami.
Asuka cheered, grabbed the balloon string, and twirled around, her blonde twin tails resembling two leaping flames. Rei Ayanami looked down at the blue balloon in her hand, blinked her red eyes, and then gently wrapped the balloon string around her finger.
Cui Ming continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.
The vendor slumped to the ground, his back completely soaked.
"He...he bought my balloon..." he murmured into his earpiece, his voice sounding like he was dreaming, "Storm One...bought my balloon..."
"..." The captain was silent for three seconds in the earpiece, "Are you...are you alright?"
"I...I don't know..." The vendor looked at the crumpled banknote in his hand, "He...he even smiled at me..."
"what?!"
"Just... just a slight smile..." the vendor swallowed, "and then... then my legs went weak..."
A deep sigh came through the captain's earpiece.
"...Let's call it a day."
"But the mission..."
"Mission canceled." The captain's voice sounded as if he had aged ten years. "Keep your distance from Storm One. That's an order from above. It's not that we're monitoring him, it's that we... protect others from being accidentally harmed by him."
"accidental injury?"
"Who do you think those balloons are for?" the captain said with a wry smile. "They're markings. The red ones are for the blonde girl, and the blue ones are for the blue-haired girl. If any aliens dare to get close, those two balloons will be signal flares, and he'll immediately draw his gun."
"..."
The vendor looked down at the remaining balloons in his hand and suddenly felt that they were like ticking time bombs.
In the distance, Choi Myung had already led Asuka and Rei Ayanami into another street.
Asuka, clutching a red balloon, skipped and hopped, pointing towards a dessert shop. Rei Ayanami held up a blue balloon, sunlight filtering through the thin film and casting a soft blue shadow on her face.
Choi Myung walked in the middle, with Asuka holding his left arm and Rei Ayanami leading his right.
His fingers were still on the holster, but the tapping rhythm had slowed down.
The corners of her mouth were curved.
It's not the kind of laugh that makes your legs go weak.
It's that kind of... gentle curve where you're truly enjoying the moment.
The people from the Metropolitan Police Department slowly dispersed, and the plainclothes officers put away their newspapers, tied their shoelaces, and sold the last few balloons.
They looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I survived again today."
"yes……"
"Storm One... isn't actually that scary?"
"...You didn't say that when your legs were weak just now."
"……Shut up."
The sun was shining brightly, and the streets were bustling.
Cui Ming, with the two girls in tow, continued strolling through the streets. (End of Chapter)