"Of course, if you think offing a scumbag like me is more important than fulfilling your duty, then by all means, go ahead,"
Facing the murderous Night Watchman, Fu Qian didn't even lift his head, both hands busy attacking the spaghetti on his plate.
However, although he was as careful as possible, the splattered blood still mixed somewhat with the tomato sauce.
This scene caused the already conflicted Suzune, who was watching, to twitch her eyelids for a moment.
Without a doubt, she really wanted this scumbag dismembered and was mentally prepared for the trouble that would follow.
But trouble and duty are two different things, if it really was Kagetsu Kana who did it, then—
"You'd better not be spouting nonsense."
Biting her teeth, Suzune finally made up her mind.
"How could I? If you go outside now, you might even be able to dig up some remains or something,"
Fu Qian said, smiling slightly with a sincere face.
This was the truth; there really were remains outside.