Instantly, a pin-shaped encirclement was formed.
Gold City, TM Opera O, and Agnes Tachyon, three fierce Umas who stood at the top in both strength and personality, now stood like three guardian gods, completely blocking the only exit of the room"
And the "tributes" they brought fully displayed their individual styles.
Gold City carried a plate piled high with extra-large pork cutlet rice, sizzling with oil, with a dominant and direct aroma.
TM Opera O, for her part, held a set of silver cutlery, covering an exquisite French meal with a cloche, perfect from the presentation to the ingredients.
Agnes Tachyon was the most outrageous: she pushed a small cart loaded with "perfect nutritional solutions" of various colors in test tubes.
"Bastard!"
Gold City was the first to lash out.
She took a few steps toward Kaito and, with a dull thud, slammed the astonishingly portioned pork cutlet rice onto the table, making it wobble three times.
She glared fiercely at Kaito and then at the gloomy girl by his side.
"I knew it! You really stayed here with her an entire day without eating! Are you trying to cultivate immortality or die?"
Next, TM Opera O, with elegant steps, calmly spread a gold-trimmed tablecloth over another table and prepared her French banquet.
"Heh, heh, the protagonist's lunch naturally needs a matching style" her voice had a hint of sarcasm.
"It cannot be like some people, who only know how to fill their stomachs with crude food"
"Who are you calling crude?!"
"The one whose food looks like pig slop, is a pig"
Agnes Tachyon, however, completely ignored the argument between the two.
She pulled out a portable life detector and scanned Manhattan Cafe in the corner.
"Beep beep beep..."
The instrument emitted a series of constant and unchanging sounds.
"Sample D, emotional fluctuation is almost zero, brain waves are stable and uncomplicated, pheromone feedback is negative"
She adjusted her glasses, observing Manhattan Cafe with the gaze one would give to an inanimate object, and then spoke to Kaito.
"Preliminarily, this sample has no research value, Assistant-kun, please do not waste our valuable time and energy on such insignificant targets"
Kaito had a terrible headache.
He observed an interesting phenomenon.
These three, although they disliked each other and fought tooth and nail, reached a surprising consensus on one point: "Kaito absolutely cannot be snatched away by this new gloomy woman"
Their clamor, their powerful presence, and the strong scent of jealousy emanating from them, like three bombs, completely ignited this room, which had been as silent as the deep sea.
Kaito had a headache, preparing to figure out how to make these three great deities leave, when an extremely subtle movement occurred, unexpected by everyone.
Manhattan Cafe, who had curled up in the corner, completely unaware of the outside world, when faced with this noisy and chaotic environment and those three oppressive gazes that felt almost tangible, subconsciously, with an extremely small movement... shifted less than half a centimeter toward Kaito's back.
But this was a subconscious act of seeking refuge!
Kaito's crisis intuition, no, it was his heart, currently trying to conquer the young woman, that acutely captured this point!
His heart was moved and he immediately turned, spreading his arms like a hen protecting her chicks, completely shielding little Manhattan Cafe behind him.
He raised his head and, with a tone of unprecedented seriousness, spoke to the three uninvited guests before him.
"You have scared her"
"Please, all of you, leave immediately"
Seeing Kaito "protecting" this new woman so clearly and without hesitation, the jealousy of the three "main wives" instantly reached its peak.
Gold City's fists creaked as she clenched them.
TM Opera O's face was still smiling, but her eyes were cold enough to kill.
On Agnes Tachyon's lenses appeared a series of data streams incomprehensible to ordinary people, representing "jealousy" and "destructive impulses"
The atmosphere in the room instantly became comparable to the last hundred meters before the finish line of the most brutal G1 final.
However, just as this silent war was about to turn into tangible destruction, no one noticed.
Behind Kaito, in that single safe harbor he protected with his body.
Manhattan Cafe, in silence, hesitantly, tentatively... extended a finger.
Then, gently, she pulled at the slightly wrinkled corner of his shirt, caused by the tension"
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