Login with GoogleChapter 221: The Witch and the Paramecium:│?
Diana, who was acting as interim chancellor - picked up a small wooden gavel and thumped it three times, and the whispering Lingus family members in the gallery quickly quieted down. She looked down indifferently at Lacus, inwardly weighing how to make a reasonable legal decision.
Lacus had committed many crimes, but there was no evidence or witnesses, it is completely impossible to convict her. At the moment, Ade was the defense lawyer, Ange refused to appear in court, and as the first victim, C.C., she …
"There are so many people here, it's scary, when can we go back …" she was huddled in fear on the sidelines, tugging weakly at Ange's sleeve.
The first victim lost her memory, and it really couldn't be worse than that.
"But it's not unfortunate to start from scratch." Here, she looked at her husband again, "I need to find time to talk to Dr. Lingus."
Moving back to the case, the fact that Lacus was severely mentally ill had to be taken into account at sentencing. Combining all the factors, the answer has been reached in her mind.
"The defendant Lacus Lingus unlawfully imprisoned C.C., stole 00 Qanta, and destroyed TurnA. Her actions constitute the crime of kidnapping and crimes against national security, and she should be held criminally responsible. The facts and charges charged by the public prosecution are established, and the verdict is made as follows -"
"The defendant Lacus Lingus is guilty of kidnapping and endangering national security and is sentenced to thirty years in prison and deprived of political rights for life, to be executed immediately. If you don't accept this verdict, no appeal …Adrien Lingus, what are you doing with your hands up?"
"Your Honorable Majesty Chancellor Diana, I just wanted to take the liberty of asking for advice." Ade put his raised hand down with an innocent look, "Can the parole procedure be done today?"
It was already afternoon when Ade and his harem returned home after completing various formalities, and Lacus, who had been given a special dispensation, was lucky enough to be able to return home today. However, from today until the next thirty years, she is not allowed to step out of the house again, while Ade, as the guarantor, has to report to His Highness Loran, the government representative, once a week.
Originally, Ade was planning to write a program that automatically generates reports or something, but Loran, who was keen to see through his plans, insisted that Ade make a verbal report to him in person.
"Oops, it's already this time." Momoka looked up at the wall clock, "I'll go ahead and make dinner then, master!"
"You just got out of the hospital, you should …" Ade surrendered under her determined gaze, "Well, if you insist. By the way, don't call me master, I always feel that … not quite appropriate."
"Yes, master!" Momoka answered.
Ade glanced awkwardly at Ange, who simply ignored his eyes and started playing with her phone. C.C. listened to their conversation with curiosity, and Ade looked at Lacus for help.
"Although it may be a bit inappropriate for me to say this," Lacus smiled kindly at Momoka, "Ade, I agree with your reluctance to use certain means that seem inhumane to you to possess women, but is it really right to force your values onto others? Is it really right? You know, what is heaven in one person's eyes may be hell in another person's eyes."
Momoka looked at Lacus with tears in her eyes.
Just when Ade thought it seemed a bit reasonable, C.C. suddenly clutched his arm with one hand, and the "unashamed fat" on her chest was squeezed and deformed, "So Ade likes this? Then … master? Master, you can do whatever you want to me, please don't hit me, please …"
"You just keep calling me by my name." Ade dotingly stroked C.C.'s head, who rubbed his neck with an enjoyable expression, "Are you hungry? If you're hungry, have some pizza first."
Being interrupted, Momoka turned around and walked to the kitchen. Lacus took two quick steps to follow and comforted her, "Ade's focus is all on C.C. at present, it is not a good time to do it. Don't worry, since I promised you, I will take my words. There's always a chance later."
At the other end, Ange was pretending to play with her phone while secretly watching. In the afterglow, C.C. was gobbling up pizza and stuffing it into her mouth, while Ade beside her wiped the corner of her mouth and pat her on the back, with a retarded smile on his face.
"Hey." She stealthily poked Alice beside her and lowered her voice, "Don't you think C.C. and Ade are getting close a little too fast? To her, Ade is a complete stranger, right? Since she has lost her memory, there must be a mutual familiarization process, how can she likes him so quickly? "
"Didn't Ade tell her they were a couple?" Alice put up her index finger against her cheek, "Maybe C.C. is just silly and naive by nature and believed it all at once?"
"There must be something wrong with my intelligence to expect an artificial retard to analyze the human heart." Ange smacked her lips in displeasure, "Mineva, what do you think?"
"Oh, I just don't look. Call me when it's time for dinner." The little girl got up expressionlessly and went upstairs to her room.
After dinner, Momoka consciously started cleaning the dining room, Mineva went back to her bedroom to study, Alice surfed the Internet, and the others came to the living room to chat for a while. C.C. dragged Ade and pushed him down on the sofa, then leisurely turned on the TV.
Ange walked up to the two of them and considered for a moment, then angrily patted C.C.'s leg, "Hey, can you please give up your seat?"
"Ade, I'm sorry, I've done something wrong again." C.C. reflexively shrank into a ball and craned her neck to look at him pitifully, tears faintly shining in her eyes, "Should I go to my room?"
"Ange, talk to her a little more gently." Ade hurriedly stroked C.C.'s head to comfort her, "She has lost her memory, can you give in to her a little?"
"Well, Ade, my stomach hurts." Before Ange said something, C.C. lifted the hem of her dress again, grabbed Ade's big hand, and put it on her bare belly, "For some reason, my stomach hurts when Ange is mean to me, it's like … well, it's like being stabbed by something and stirred up, it hurts a lot. "
"I'm afraid it's because you're eating too much!" Ange bristled with disdain.
"Ange, enough!" Ade frowned, "We made that kind of thing to her after all, even if she doesn't remember, the subconscious still has an impression, maybe it is some kind of PTSD. We should pay more attention to it, lest she suffers secondary injury."
"Ade," C.C. blinked at Ange, "what is PTSD?"
"It's okay, don't worry, it's nothing to do with us." Ade explained pleasantly while rubbing her soft belly, "The so-called PTSD is …"
Ange rolled her eyes in frustration and walked over to Lacus and found a seat next to her. She muttered to Lacus in a suspicious whisper, "Why do I always think she's faking?"
"That's right, otherwise what? Such bad acting skills can only deceive Ade. Even Mineva wasn't fooled." Lacus looked speechlessly at the two, "She is after all the biggest victim of the whole thing, just let her do whatever she wants during this period of time."
"Tsk, what an insidious woman." Ange pouted in dissatisfaction, "It won't be her again tonight, will it?"
"I don't have a problem with that, she's really quite pathetic." Lacus hummed out lightly, "Well, Miss Friday, you have your day too~"
That night, C.C., not surprisingly, succeeded in taking over Ade's bed again for various messy, inexplicable reasons that no one but Ade would believe, such as fear of the dark, fear of strangers, fear of ghosts, fear of bad guys, etc.
At 1:30 a.m., Lacus, who couldn't sleep, got up from bed and planned to go to the kitchen to find something to drink. When she passed by Ade's room, she was surprised to find that the door was left open, and the dim light mixed with the voices of a man and a woman came out through the doorway.
"Ade, it hurts, it can't be put in."
"How about you lie down?"
"No, I must on the top for the first time."
"Well, by your will. Don't rush, we have plenty of time."
"Sorry, I'm inexperienced and do not know what to do, well… Lacus is at the door, right? can you come in for a minute?"
Lacus almost spat out a mouthful of blood. That woman did this on purpose,& wanting to see her make a fool of herself.
For C.C., Lacus' heart was actually full of guilt. The only thing she didn't expect was that the revenge would come so quickly, and in such a humiliating form.
After taking a few deep breaths and getting her bearings, she calmly pushed the door open and then closed it behind her. At least, not to extend the ripple effect.
"Lacus, my first time with Ade didn't seem to go so well." C.C. blushed and turned her head to meet her eyes, a gloating tease filled in her eyes, "Can you show me how to do that?"
"Well, Lacus, and you have your day." Lacus mentally sighed and nodded silently.
Ade froze in place and was dumbfounded, "No, it's not too good to do that…"
"There's nothing wrong with that." C.C. gave him a quick nudge on the lips, "Because I love you."
The sound of gulping spittle was particularly obvious in the silence of the late night.
"At least take the initiative at times like this." C.C.'s face showed a seductive expression, her long green hair spread randomly, and her golden pupils reflected a sultry luster in the dim, "Just leave the rest to you?"
