Even though most people, upon hearing the name Jeanne, would immediately think of the saint in history, the silver-haired witch, nourished by the taste of love, had become particularly sensitive in her emotions, and so she often couldn't help but have strange thoughts.
But witches are all a kind of people who are open-minded and clear as the wind and bright as the moon, no matter how sad they are, after a while they will be fine again.
So Jeanne continued to say, "Bayonetta, no matter what you think, before you recover your memory, keep safe that gem in front of your chest."
She looked at Bayonetta's chest, of course, it was not merely to compare sizes with her, this sort of thing she had already done with Bayonetta five hundred years ago… but she still did not expect that five hundred years later she would lose.
"So this incident is a trap to lure me here, is it?" Bayonetta asked while pressing the timetable containing the gem at her chest.
Jeanne nodded, but she herself was not clear on what Balder wanted to do, though it certainly would not be anything good.
However, although she could now feel that she no longer needed to obey Balder's orders, she still had to pretend for the time being to be under his control.
After all, judging by Balder's last order, he seemed not to have discovered yet that she had already lifted the restriction on her body.
Besides wanting to figure out Balder's intentions, she also wanted to use this to better protect Jeanne, and perhaps even catch him off guard.
While Jeanne was thinking this in her heart, Bayonetta spoke again, "However, why should I believe your words?"
"Because I am also a witch, and we are the only two witches in this world. If you don't believe me, who else can you believe? I told you, we used to be good sisters." Jeanne stared into Bayonetta's eyes, her silver-grey pupils filled with utmost sincerity.
But Bayonetta's next sentence immediately deflated her.
"But why should I believe a bad woman who steals my man?"
"These are not the same matter, okay?" Jeanne was a bit helpless.
"I think it is the same matter." Bayonetta tilted her head to look at Jeanne, snapped her fingers, "If you want me to believe you, you should stay away from him."
"Don't even think about it." Jeanne furrowed her brows, she was increasingly feeling that her decision back then had been wrong.
"In that case, it will be hard for us to be sisters, and we can only be enemies." Bayonetta said seriously.
"Ah!" This time Jeanne did not say anything more.
She sighed, then shook her head, "I really shouldn't have done that back then. However, Cereza, I still hope you can recover your memory as soon as possible, and find back your own power."
"Perhaps… forget it, I'll talk about it then. Anyway, when the time comes, I will tell you everything I know."
Now was still not the time for her to reveal her cards, especially regarding the matter of letting Aiden approach Bayonetta, she feared that if Bayonetta learned the truth, it might implicate Aiden.
Sighing again, Jeanne waved her hand toward Bayonetta, "I'll leave first, I won't disturb your two-person world anymore… Tch, honestly, the more I say the less happy I feel."
Saying that with her mouth, Jeanne then used the same method as last time to escape the battlefield, leaping high into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the fiery-red figure disappearing, Bayonetta let out a soft snort, and when she turned around, she saw Aiden still raising his head to look.
She instantly called out unhappily, "If you can't bear to part with her, I can help you call her back."
"Cough cough… I didn't, I wasn't, don't slander me." Aiden quickly withdrew his gaze, and took the initiative to hold the witch lady's hand.
At this moment, he, who was surviving between cracks, could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"That's more like it." Bayonetta was very satisfied with Aiden's action, but what she was thinking about was Jeanne's words, perhaps the other words could be taken as false, but that sentence about serving one husband together, she felt Jeanne had said it very sincerely.
"What the heck, what era is it already, ridiculous." Bayonetta shook her head, throwing the unrealistic thought out of her mind.
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Not long after, Aiden and Bayonetta arrived at another street in the town.
Because they had been strolling for quite a long time, the two decided to rest for a while, and immediately found a cold drink shop, where they drank beverages that lifted one's spirits.
In front of Aiden was a sundae and a glass of iced cola. But the iced cola was what he drank, while the sundae was…
"Come, Cereza, I'll feed you." Aiden scooped up a big spoonful of ice cream and brought it to the black-haired witch's mouth.
"Call me Bayonetta. Who knows if that woman made up a name to trick me." The black-haired witch obviously preferred the name Bayonetta, although Cereza was also nice-sounding, she preferred Aiden to call her Bayonetta or Miss Cat.
However, though she complained with her mouth, her body was very honest. She opened her mouth with an "Ah-woo" and took the spoon into her mouth.
Enjoying the cool taste of the ice cream, Bayonetta showed a satisfied expression on her face. Of course, she also enjoyed the intimacy of Aiden feeding her.
In fact, Aiden was also enjoying it, he felt that when feeding the witch lady, it was like feeding a cat. This was the first time he had seen such a cute side of a witch.
Taking back the spoon, Aiden glanced down at the sundae cup, there was not much ice cream left inside, so he raised his hand, ready to call the waiter to bring another one.
However, just as he was about to speak, outside the cold drink shop came the sound of a noisy commotion, immediately attracting both his and Bayonetta's attention.
Then, the two saw a man dressed in gold-and-white holy robes hurriedly running past the entrance, almost knocking over a passerby.
"Ah, poor Cheshire Cat, you're finally officially on stage." Although this was not the first time he had met Luka, Aiden still sighed inwardly.
At the same time, Bayonetta also recognized Luka, however, her emotions were very calm, merely watching that man's performance quietly.
"I'm sorry, beautiful lady, do you believe in fate?"
Outside the shop, the running Luka stopped, because he noticed that the passerby he had almost knocked over was actually a very beautiful young lady.
He immediately took off the hood on his holy robe, turned, and walked up to the young lady, speaking to her with gentlemanly gestures.
But before the young lady could respond, a guard in a black uniform lunged at Luka, however, his movement was so comical that he pounced into empty air and fell to the ground.
"Ah, you really should go act as a clown. The pay for that job would definitely be higher than being a guard." Luka retreated to distance himself from the guard while speaking with a very sharp tongue.
But he did not notice the shelf with a flowerpot behind him, unfortunately, he tripped over it. Yet he immediately got up again, and now held an extra rose in his hand.
"Fate can never separate us. Until next time, beautiful lady." Luka tossed the rose in his hand to the young lady, then ran off under the angry shouts of the guard, leaving only the dazed young lady holding the rose.
"Is he an acquaintance of yours, Miss Cat?"
Inside the shop, Aiden looked at Bayonetta with a strange gaze.
"Just a guy who pesters endlessly." Bayonetta withdrew her gaze, speaking faintly.
Then, she snapped her fingers, "Another sundae, please."
In fact, Luka's nose was as keen as a dog's.
While waiting for the sundae to be brought, the Luka who had shaken off the guard came back again.
He pushed open the cold drink shop's door and shouted inside, "I know you're here. I smelled that floral fragrance, the rosemary reputed as the scent of memories."
Then he saw Aiden and Bayonetta sitting at a small square table.
"Looks like the bug he planted on Enzo wasn't just one, otherwise he wouldn't have found this place."
Bayonetta did not even look at him, merely spoke faintly, then muttered quietly, "No, that nickname doesn't suit you anymore. Honestly, why did I give you that nickname back then, makes one regret it."
Then the witch lady turned her head to look at Aiden, "Mr. Cat, do you like the title Cheshire Cat?"
"I already accept the nickname Mr. Cat very reluctantly, Miss Cat." Aiden took a sip of cola, lightly shaking his head.
"All right then, since you don't want it… then he can't have it either." Bayonetta also shook her head and said.
"Hey, what are you talking about? Is no one going to acknowledge me? Ignoring people is a kind of impolite behavior." Luka shouted discontentedly.
But as a freelance journalist, Luka was the sort to get familiar easily. Moreover, he had always thought Bayonetta had killed his father.
So after complaining, he walked straight to the table, pulled over a chair without asking, and just sat down.
"A cola, less ice." Luka shouted to the waiter, "Charge it to their tab."
Aiden glanced at Luka, in fact, he did not have a particularly good or bad impression of Luka.
After all, in the game Luka's presence was not strong, but now it was a bit different. Men were also a kind of creature that guarded their food.
"Sir, I will not be paying for your cola." Aiden looked at Luka and said.
"Don't be so petty. And do you know how much it cost me to get in here? I practically emptied my wallet." Luka complained again, but this time in a much smaller voice, he didn't want others to know he had snuck in by other means.
Then he looked again at Bayonetta.
To be honest, this was the first time he had looked at Bayonetta so close up. In the past, every time he tracked the black-haired witch, he had only looked from afar.
So even though he thought the woman before him had killed his father, there was still amazement in his eyes.
That stunning glimpse in his youth, the witch's figure had left a deep impression in his heart.
However…
"Keep looking at me like that, and I'll dig your eyeballs out." Bayonetta said coldly.
But Luka was not afraid in the least, craning his neck, "Of course you would say that, just like you killed my father."
"Although your father's death does have a little to do with me, the one who killed your father wasn't me, but…" At this point, Bayonetta did not continue speaking.
This was the City of Angels, even the cold drink shop's staff were devout believers. She did not want to invite trouble with a slip of the tongue, even if she was not afraid of trouble.
"But what?" Seeing Bayonetta stop speaking, Luka pressed on.
However, at this time Aiden banged on the table, "Sir, don't you think it's quite impolite to stare at her right in front of her man?"
"And mind your tone, she might go easy on you because of what happened back then, but I won't. I've killed more people than you've ever seen."
That last part was actually a bit of an exaggeration, but he did not mind using exaggerated words to scare Luka.
But upon hearing Aiden's words, Luka was not afraid at all. He didn't believe that the harmless-looking Oriental man before him would dare do that.
Besides, in his eyes, the short guy in front of him had no deterrent power, after all, even compared to high-heeled Bayonetta, Luka was still slightly taller, and that height advantage gave him a sense of superiority.
"I'm not someone who can be scared." Luka glanced at Aiden and straightened his back, "I've trained in boxing, I'm very good. Want to have a match?"
He still harbored a trace of improper thought toward Bayonetta, even if the witch was his "father's killer." But… the witch was simply too beautiful.
Aiden took the sundae and cola the waiter brought, thanked the waiter, then looked at Luka, "Sure, I've practiced boxing too. But… are you sure you really want to compare with me?"
As he spoke, Aiden took a coin out of his pocket, and right in front of Luka, used two fingers to pinch the upright coin until it bent.
Seeing this inhuman strength, Luka was stunned for a moment, then immediately moved his chair back a little.
As a reporter, he had some common sense, he knew exactly how tough coins were, and likewise how terrifying a human who could pinch a coin like clay was.
Seeing the flash of fear on Luka's face, Aiden lost interest, though showing off in front of ordinary people was enjoyable, he found it very boring.
After pushing the cola Luka ordered to him, Aiden pushed the sundae toward the black-haired witch, but it was immediately pushed back.
Aiden immediately understood her meaning, and, right in front of Luka, intimately fed Bayonetta.
After eating a few bites, the black-haired witch finally gave Luka a direct look, unhappily saying, "Don't you think you're an eyesore?"
She had only just gotten rid of Jeanne, and now another guy who had pestered her since childhood had shown up, she was very annoyed.
In fact, Luka also felt that it was a bit awkward for him to stay here. And looking at how close the two were, he was even a little jealous.
However, he still had a very good reason, "This time I've caught you, don't even think about escaping again. I want to avenge my father, and also expose your identity as a witch, Bayonetta, woman from the ancient Umbra Witch clan."
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