Next, the two followed the crowd and walked out of the station. They looked around like ordinary passengers.
The religious atmosphere here was truly too strong. Even inside the station, there were drawings on the walls related to sages and angels. So from an artistic level, it was still worth a look.
However, just as the two had just walked out of the station, Bayonetta, who was walking slightly ahead, suddenly stopped.
However, it wasn't because she discovered any enemy situation, but rather because she noticed a couple not far ahead, holding hands, chatting and laughing while taking photos with a camera.
Seeing this scene, Bayonetta felt a bit moved. As a witch, or rather, as a woman, she pursued all beautiful things, and likewise, pursued this kind of romantic love.
Turning her head to look at Aiden, who was enthusiastically looking around, Bayonetta thought for a moment and then took the initiative to hold Aiden's hand.
But she felt that this made her seem too girlish. So, taking advantage of Aiden not having reacted yet, she linked arms with him.
Yet she still felt something was missing, so she looked again at the couple ahead.
Seeing the young girl leaning her head on the boy's shoulder, she seemed greatly inspired and leaned her head on Aiden's shoulder as well.
However, although this gesture from the witch lady made Aiden feel warm, he still spoke to the witch, who had a rather awkward posture, "This move only suits little girls, especially those who are shorter than me. Don't you feel it's uncomfortable to walk like this?"
The witch was too tall, especially since she liked to wear those ridiculously high heels. So when the two walked side by side, the witch was actually half a head taller than Aiden. She had to use a very awkward posture to rest her head on his shoulder.
The black-haired witch thought about it and felt that made sense. But taking off her high heels now was unrealistic.
Besides, her heels could be equipped with pistols. Now that they were in the enemy's main base, she could only look at Aiden helplessly, trying to think of a solution.
"How about… you lean on my shoulder?" Suddenly, Bayonetta's eyes lit up. Leaning is still leaning, right? No one said a man couldn't lean on a woman's shoulder like a little bird depending on someone.
"Don't even think about it. Just linking arms is enough." Aiden imagined that scene in his head and immediately got goosebumps. He wasn't submissive; no way he'd do that.
Bayonetta looked at Aiden with great dissatisfaction, "Can't you just go along with me for once?"
"Anything else is negotiable, but not this one." Aiden shook his head firmly.
The witch, who had a strong imagination, immediately jumped at the opportunity, "Then when we find a place to rest tonight, we'll get only one room. And I'll be on top."
She hadn't forgotten about completely "devouring" Aiden, and it had to be with her holding the initiative.
"Then I'll add one more condition, including that one of yours." Aiden shook his head again.
"Hmph, macho man." Bayonetta pouted, but in terms of attitude, she couldn't overpower Aiden, so she could only unhappily keep linking his arm.
After that, the two maintained this posture and started strolling around the city.
And not long after, the two followed a tour group into an ancient building.
The tour guide was probably a local, very familiar with the place. While introducing the history of the building, she also narrated the story behind it.
However, in the story she told, witches became villains who betrayed humanity and sided with demons, while sages and gods, to protect humans, joined forces with humans to launch a witch hunt.
"The story is really well told. I didn't know my former kin did so many bad things!"
In front of a destroyed witch statue, Bayonetta bent down, picked up a shattered head of the statue, and while listening to the guide, sneered and said.
"Because they were the victors, they can write the story however they like. Haven't you heard the saying 'History is written by the victors'? Also, it's not good to walk around with a cold face when you're out having fun, try to be a little happier."
"Of course I've heard that. But your presence makes it hard for me to be happy."
Bayonetta wasn't responding to Aiden, in fact, those words weren't spoken by him at all.
Right after saying the last word, she immediately turned around and stood in front of Aiden, her expression dark as she looked at the silver-haired woman leaning on the ruins of the witch statue.
"Don't be so tense, Bayonetta. I don't want to fight you yet." Jeanne said with arms crossed, but her eyes passed over Bayonetta and landed on Aiden.
"That's exactly what I'm most worried about. I'd rather you were here to fight me." Bayonetta took another step to the side, completely blocking Jeanne's line of sight.
This instantly annoyed Jeanne. She muttered under her breath, "We're besties, you know. Why are you guarding him like this? And besides, he was originally my man."
Bayonetta didn't hear the silver-haired witch's muttering. She just looked at Jeanne and coldly asked, "Why did you come here?"
"Of course to wait for you to come over." Jeanne spoke honestly, but immediately added, "And to see my man. I really want to know whether you've taken good care of him, whether you've cooked well for him, and how you two are getting along."
"Well, you'll be disappointed, we're getting along perfectly."
Bayonetta seemed to only hear the last sentence and raised a finger to gently wag at the silver-haired witch, "Also, I want to say, peeking at someone else's man isn't exactly a moral thing to do."
"You're talking about morals to a witch? Didn't you hear what the tour guide just said, witches are all villains." Jeanne said with a surprised expression.
"I don't admit that I'm a villain." Bayonetta said with irritation, "Also, you've seen him, he's doing great, so you should leave."
"Why don't you ask him if he agrees?" Jeanne didn't move and threw the tough question to Aiden, who was standing behind Bayonetta watching the show.
Hearing this, Bayonetta instantly turned around, her gaze carrying a hint of questioning.
"What do you say?" she asked.
Aiden blinked and thought, Why do you two always throw me these tough questions? How am I supposed to answer this?
Rubbing his hands awkwardly, Aiden said, "Letting someone take a few glances doesn't cost me anything…"
"This isn't about losing a few chunks of meat, she wants to devour you whole." Bayonetta interrupted Aiden and very seriously said, "I haven't even succeeded yet!"
"Oh!!"
Bayonetta didn't deliberately lower her voice, so Jeanne heard it and exclaimed, "It's been so many days and you still haven't succeeded, is it because you don't want to, or… he's unwilling?"
Realizing she had slipped up, Bayonetta became flustered and angry, "Shut up. Of course I want to. And of course he's… willing."
"That doesn't sound confident at all." Jeanne shook her head, "Bayonetta, if you can't do it, let me take over. I promise I'll make him feel amazing."
"It's hard to imagine you'd say something that shameless." Bayonetta glanced at Jeanne, mocking.
"Darling, if you care too much about saving face, you won't even get soup, let alone meat."
Jeanne flicked her beautiful fingers and continued, "Besides, if I really took the initiative, you wouldn't be able to stop me… Don't misunderstand, I mean your strength is still too weak right now. I could easily take him from your side by force."
"Wanna try?" Bayonetta raised a finger again, if the other spoke, she'd immediately draw a magic circle and enter the purgatory realm.
Jeanne shook her head, refusing, "No, no. That would ruin his mood."
"Didn't expect you actually care that much about him…" In fact, Bayonetta had always thought Jeanne was joking, but now it seemed that wasn't the case at all.
The black-haired witch's words made Jeanne's expression turn serious, "In fact, I care more than you. At least, I'm happy to let him devour me."
"Like I wouldn't be?" Bayonetta mumbled, starting to reassess her own behavior. Maybe… letting him be on top wouldn't be so bad?
As she was thinking that, Bayonetta noticed Jeanne suddenly moving toward her, which immediately made her alert.
"Don't worry, darling. If I really wanted to make a move, I wouldn't wait until now, I've had plenty of chances." Jeanne made a calming gesture toward Bayonetta, then her eyes landed on the black-haired witch's chest.
"Stop staring. It's bigger than yours, and perkier too." Bayonetta proudly puffed out her chest.
"Nonsense, there's clearly no difference, okay?"
Some strange sense of competition made Jeanne puff up her chest too, but she immediately mumbled in frustration, "Why am I comparing this with you… Ugh, but looking at it, she really does seem a bit bigger. And she's younger than me too. Could it be that America's high-calorie diet is really that effective?"
The two were already very close. Bayonetta could clearly hear Jeanne's muttering and asked suspiciously, "You seem to know me very well?"
"Of course, because we used to be sisters. Do you believe it?" Jeanne countered, trying to use words to recover Bayonetta's memory.
But Bayonetta just coldly sneered, "Sisters? If we used to be sisters, and you still go after my man, what kind of sister is that?"
"Actually, I don't mind two women serving one husband." Jeanne replied with a strange line.
Bayonetta, "…"
"I have no objection." From behind, Aiden said quietly.
Bayonetta immediately turned around and glared at him, "Of course you don't object, you unfaithful man."
Aiden instantly went quiet, only thinking to himself, Jeanne's combat power seems a bit higher today, she actually managed to suppress Bayonetta.
Snorting coldly at Aiden, Bayonetta turned back to Jeanne, "Do you have any proof that we were sisters?"
"Uh… no. But if you think carefully, you should be able to recall some memory fragments." Jeanne was also a bit helpless, after five hundred years of slumber, did Cereza really forget everything?
"Speaking of which, I do have some impression of you. But I'm curious, you keep saying we were sisters, so why did you attack me?" Bayonetta recalled the plane crash incident.
"Because I wanted to awaken your memories." Jeanne spread her hands. Although part of it was Balder's order, she realized that after returning to Vigrid, she no longer felt the same resistance to Balder's commands as before.
Of course, what she meant was, she now seemed capable of completely ignoring Balder's orders, instead of simply feeling annoyed by them.
She had no idea what had changed within her.
After hearing Jeanne's words, Bayonetta frowned slightly, "Then why didn't you just tell me directly?"
"Would you remember just because I said it? Cereza." Jeanne directly said Bayonetta's real name.
"Cereza? That's my name?" Bayonetta felt the name was familiar.
"What else could it be?" Jeanne gave her a look, "See? I even said your real name, and you still haven't remembered."
"Recalling takes time too, okay? Silver-haired lady." Bayonetta said with irritation.
"Eh, you're too polite, just call me Jeanne." Jeanne finally realized they'd met twice and still hadn't exchanged names.
"Jeanne… the legendary saint?" Bayonetta was pretty good with history and immediately thought of that legendary woman.
"Just the same name, that's all."
Jeanne shrugged, then looked at Aiden, thinking, 'For some reason, you and Cereza really do look like a couple. When you heard my name, you immediately thought of Saint Jeanne too… but why does this make me feel so upset?'
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