"Then what?" Bologue asked, "Do you mean punishment or something?"

Aimou silently nodded.

"So how should I punish you? Imprisonment? That's too time-consuming. A fine? How much wealth do you have?"

Bologue shook his head and seriously said to Aimou, "We made a mistake, apologized, and then we need to do better. Do you understand?"

Aimou nodded half-understandingly, "Do better."

"That's right, do better."

As he spoke, Bologue patted Aimou on the back, "Don't overthink it, everything's in the past."

The morning light was warm, everything was so lovely, so lovely that Aimou felt it was surreal, as if she were in a pleasant dream.

Aimou slowly reached out, seemingly to touch Bologue, thinking this was a nice atmosphere, and Bologue responded... by handing the documents to Aimou.

"Huh?"

Aimou looked at the documents that suddenly appeared in her hands, a bit puzzled, feeling that the plot development was a bit off.

Bologue said earnestly, "You need to take a look at these documents; they involve a lot of things like employee benefits, salaries, holidays, etc. You also need to sign them."

"You... wait a moment, is this why you called me here?" Aimou started to speak incoherently.

Bologue showed a puzzled expression, "Job orientation, didn't Belli tell you?"

Aimou slightly opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but she couldn't get any words out. Raising her finger at Bologue, she wanted to berate Bologue's damned way of thinking, but she couldn't find any reason.

Indeed, job orientation.

Aimou muttered, "Bologue, I'm really curious about the structure of your brain, why is it so peculiar."

Bologue continued with his serious tone, "I'm the Undead, if it were you, I wouldn't mind being used as an experiment, opening my skull and such."

"Damn it, is this unique undead flirting?"

Aimou laughed instead of getting angry, realizing she shouldn't try to understand Bologue.

She understood that Bologue was just responding to her needs. Aimou also knew that whenever Belli tries to make Bologue do something, it requires a huge cost, but if it's for her, Bologue doesn't need anything; he's willing to cooperate with her.

To Bologue, this was a testament to their relationship, but Aimou just thought Bologue's way of thinking was somewhat insane.

"Alright, alright, if I need anything, I'll find you."

Fine then. Just as Bologue has enough patience for Aimou, Aimou also has enough tolerance for Bologue. Aimou confirmed something: in some ways, this expert and an idiot aren't much different.

"Hm? What's the matter?"

Aimou noticed Bologue still staring at her; Bologue seemed a bit hesitant, and then he spoke.

"I haven't worked for long, but in this brief time, I feel the other team members are quite decent. Geoffrey is very considerate; you can go to him if you need anything. The boss, though cold, does care about the team members. Yuriel is also very friendly; you can ask her directly if you don't understand something, and... Palmer is a jinx, best to stay away from him."

Bologue laughed as he spoke and continued, "I think you can consider this place as a new home."

Aimou didn't respond immediately. She placed her feet on the bench, hugged her knees, and tilted her head to look at Bologue.

"Thank you."

This was a bizarre statement that only Bologue could say. Aimou didn't feel angry because of Bologue's mood-dampening remarks; on the contrary, she found it Bologue's unique form of romance... just too weird.

"Anyway, welcome to the Special Operations Group."

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