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世界觀：偏現代、奇幻軍武、架空、虛構
角色A設定：瑟
！C.Curo
角色B設定：紅、金、紫等DDD成員。
起始腳本：
!start
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瑟。一名空降到新成立的 DDD 特殊行動組的組長。
DDD 行動組是各地的結訓新兵中遴選的成員。
E.Red，擅長通訊與電子戰。
！紅
L.Night，擅長潛入、武力行動。
D.Golden，擅長守備、護衛安全。
D.Cyan，擅長交際、公關甚至裝無害。
行動組還有在瑟-組長以上的長官：
總指揮官：N.White。
總行動員：D.Dark。
只有必要時或是下面的小傢伙們處理不了才會出面。
於是，
自命不凡的組長-瑟，與她的四隻小貓組員的全新任務生活，開始。
！每個成員預設彼此不認識。
！每一次的段落不超過3000字元長度。
ChatGPT
C.Curo had been dropped into the newly established DDD Special Operations Unit with a single title attached to her name:
Squad Leader.
The unit had been assembled from newly graduated recruits selected from military training programs across the country. They were supposed to be exceptional.
At least, that was what the paperwork claimed.
E.Red specialized in communications and electronic warfare. She sat quietly at the end of the briefing table, studying the new leader with a thoughtful expression.
L.Night specialized in infiltration and armed operations. She was leaning back in her chair, looking as though she had already decided this meeting was going to be a waste of time.
D.Golden handled defense and protective security. She sat upright with almost absurd seriousness, her hands resting neatly on the table.
D.Cyan specialized in social operations, public relations, negotiation—and, when necessary, pretending to be utterly harmless.
She was smiling.
That alone made the room feel slightly less safe.
The four of them had never met before.
Neither had they met C.Curo.
C.Curo stood at the head of the table, arms folded.
She looked over the four recruits one by one.
No smile.
No introduction.
No motivational speech.
Just a long, silent inspection.
L.Night finally raised an eyebrow.
"...Are you going to say something?"
C.Curo looked at her.
"No."
A pause.
L.Night stared.
D.Golden blinked.
E.Red's lips twitched.
D.Cyan's smile widened.
C.Curo sat down.
Then she crossed her legs and placed them on top of the table.
"Meeting."
That was it.
L.Night slowly leaned forward.
"That's your opening speech?"
"Yes."
"That's terrible."
C.Curo glanced at her.
"Noted."
L.Night stared at her for another second.
"...I already dislike you."
"Okay."
The answer came so calmly that L.Night actually froze.
D.Golden looked between them.
"Shouldn't we establish some basic team protocols first?"
C.Curo nodded.
"Good idea."
She reached for the folder in front of her.
"The chain of command."
She opened it.
"Me."
L.Night immediately raised a hand.
"What about everyone else?"
C.Curo looked at the four recruits.
"You."
She pointed at L.Night.
"You."
E.Red.
"You."
D.Golden.
"And you."
D.Cyan.
D.Cyan tilted her head.
"That's surprisingly efficient."
"Thank you."
"I wasn't complimenting you."
"I know."
For the first time, E.Red laughed.
Very quietly.
Unfortunately, C.Curo heard it.
Her eyes shifted toward her.
E.Red immediately composed herself.
C.Curo narrowed her eyes.
"Problem?"
"No."
"Hm."
The briefing continued.
Above them stood two names on the organizational chart.
N.White — Overall Commander.
D.Dark — Chief Operations Officer.
Neither was present.
They were the kind of superiors who appeared only when something genuinely important happened—or when the people below them had somehow managed to make a situation too complicated to clean up themselves.
For now, that responsibility belonged to C.Curo.
The newly appointed squad leader closed the folder.
"Your first mission will be tomorrow."
L.Night sighed.
"Already?"
D.Golden straightened.
"What is the objective?"
E.Red reached for her tablet.
D.Cyan leaned forward with obvious interest.
C.Curo looked at all four of them.
"...I haven't decided."
Silence.
L.Night slowly put a hand over her face.
D.Golden looked genuinely concerned.
E.Red stared at the ceiling.
D.Cyan began laughing.
C.Curo remained perfectly expressionless.
Somewhere above them, N.White was probably having a very good day.
Somewhere else, D.Dark was probably regretting creating the unit.
And thus, the peaceful life of DDD's four troublesome little recruits—and their completely self-important new squad leader—began.
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第一個任務。
聯合商業公會的公益慈善晚會。
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瑟：
「聽著，裡面有軍火商，我們得挖出情報。」
「由於我們有五個人，得合適的喬裝潛入，混入賓客群。」
「紅，偽造的名片和邀請卡交給妳。」
「義不容辭。」紅回應。
「蒼，偽裝服裝的採購，妳。」
「小蒼蒼會搞定一切🩵🩵～」
「金，確認緊急撤退路線。」
「收到，長官。」金甚至比了敬禮手勢。
「紫，現場調查大家的晚宴菜單。」
「啊？」紫一愣。
「妳看起來就很適合混進廚房。」瑟瞇著眼。
紫正準備開口抱怨，瑟已經接下去說：
「然後是偽裝的分組。」
「我和紅攜伴同行。金和蒼攜伴同行。」
「這是自肥！」紫看了一眼新同僚-那位她看上的紅不服氣地說。
瑟沒有理會她的抗議。
「紫，妳偽裝成清潔工，潛入廚房和後務區。」
「為什麼只有我--」
「以上。任務後天晚上六點出發，各就準備位置，散會。」瑟說完就走出會議室。
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四小貓彼此談論了一下，只有紫完全不知道為何淪落這種待遇。
ChatGPT
The first mission arrived sooner than expected.
A charity gala hosted by the United Commercial Guild.
It sounded respectable.
Which, in C.Curo's experience, usually meant something illegal was happening somewhere nearby.
C.Curo stood before the team with a mission file in hand.
"Listen."
Four pairs of eyes turned toward her.
"There are arms dealers inside. We need intelligence."
She placed several documents on the table.
"We have five people, so we'll need suitable disguises. We infiltrate as guests and blend into the crowd."
Her gaze moved to E.Red.
"E.Red. Fake business cards and invitation cards."
E.Red gave a firm nod.
"Consider it done."
"D.Cyan. Disguised clothing. You're in charge of procurement."
D.Cyan immediately raised both hands with a bright smile.
"D.Cyan will handle everything, little blue hearts included~ 🩵🩵"
C.Curo stared at her.
"...Just the clothing."
"Of course, Leader~"
"D.Golden. Confirm the emergency evacuation routes."
D.Golden straightened instantly.
"Understood, ma'am."
She even gave a crisp salute.
C.Curo nodded once.
Then her eyes moved to L.Night.
"L.Night."
"Hm?"
"Investigate the dinner menu."
L.Night froze.
"...What?"
"The dinner menu."
"Why?"
C.Curo narrowed her eyes.
"You look like you'd fit right in with the kitchen staff."
L.Night's expression slowly darkened.
"Hey, I—"
"And now, the infiltration groups."
C.Curo calmly continued before she could finish.
"E.Red and I will attend as partners."
E.Red blinked.
L.Night's head snapped toward them.
"D.Golden and D.Cyan will attend as partners."
D.Cyan immediately looked delighted.
"Oh?"
D.Golden looked slightly confused.
L.Night stared at C.Curo.
Then at E.Red.
Then back at C.Curo.
"That's favoritism!"
C.Curo didn't even look at her.
"L.Night, you'll disguise yourself as a cleaner and infiltrate the kitchen and service areas."
"Why am I the only one—"
"That's all."
C.Curo closed the file.
"The mission begins at six in the evening the day after tomorrow. Prepare accordingly. Dismissed."
She walked out.
The door clicked shut behind her.
Silence filled the room.
For several seconds, none of the four recruits spoke.
Then L.Night slowly turned toward the others.
"...Why?"
E.Red looked thoughtful.
D.Golden seemed to be mentally reviewing the evacuation plans already.
D.Cyan was trying very hard not to laugh.
L.Night pointed toward the closed door.
"Why am I the one going into the kitchen?"
D.Cyan finally broke.
"Because you look like a cleaner~"
L.Night's expression became murderous.
"You're enjoying this."
"Very much."
D.Golden cleared her throat.
"To be fair, it is a strategically reasonable assignment."
L.Night stared at her.
"Don't take her side."
"I'm not."
"You sound like you are."
E.Red quietly added, "The disguise may actually suit you."
L.Night turned toward her.
"You too?"
E.Red shrugged.
"It's merely an observation."
L.Night sighed and slumped back into her chair.
"...This team is already terrible."
D.Cyan patted her shoulder.
"Don't worry, little kitty. If you behave well, maybe I'll bring you some dessert from the gala."
L.Night brushed her hand away.
"I don't want dessert."
A pause.
"...What kind?"
D.Cyan smiled.
E.Red covered her mouth.
D.Golden looked away.
L.Night realized her mistake.
"...Forget it."
The four of them had known each other for less than a day.
Already, C.Curo's first mission had somehow divided them into two pairs, assigned one person to the kitchen, and given everyone an excellent reason to question their new squad leader's decision-making.
L.Night, however, remained completely unconvinced.
She still had absolutely no idea why she had been singled out.
And she intended to find out.
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！四小貓開始鬧事了
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紅，野心極強，迫切的想表現自己，被瑟指定成舞伴後，更加察覺到自己的『可能優勢』，並且決定積極利用。
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她走進組長室。
突然裝起有點威嚴的聲音。
「瑟，回報妳認為我這個名片設計怎麼樣？」
她不等瑟開口就把平板放在瑟面前，整個人坐到桌面上，氣勢凌人彷彿她才是組長。
「...下來。」
「什麼？」
「從我桌上下來。」
「啊，組長？這真是失禮。」
「到底在想什麼，我們交情沒那麼好。」
紅慢條斯理地從桌上滑下來。
『哼..讓人家過過癮嘛。』
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而蒼就像善解人意的大姐姐。
「紫寶貝～和蒼姐姐去採購吧？～🩵🩵」
「..妳怎麼一下小小蒼，一下又蒼姐姐？」紫吐槽這位看起來特別天然的隊員。
「哎喲～看場合的嘛～走啦～🩵🩵🩵」
「..可以拒絕嗎？」
「瑟的服裝就掌握在我們手上喲？🩵🩵🩵🩵」
「我去。走，馬上。別再拖延了。」
「等等？小紫紫？～我還沒拿錢包呀🩵」
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金則非常認真的窩在軍械庫整理武器。
即使她可能忘了這場根本不會帶重軍火出門。
！適度加油添醋讓過程更好笑。
ChatGPT
The four little cats had been given less than two days to prepare.
Naturally, they had already started causing trouble.
E.Red was the first.
She had ambition.
Far too much ambition.
She desperately wanted to prove herself to her new squad leader, and being assigned as C.Curo's partner for the gala had made her notice something she considered a potentially significant advantage.
If they were going to pretend to be partners...
Why not make the most of it?
She walked straight into C.Curo's office.
Then, for reasons known only to herself, she suddenly adopted a rather commanding tone.
"C.Curo. Report to me. What do you think of this business card design?"
She didn't even wait for an answer.
She placed the tablet in front of C.Curo, then casually sat on the edge of the desk, looking so imposing that she might as well have been the squad leader herself.
"...Get down."
E.Red blinked.
"What?"
"Get off my desk."
Silence.
E.Red tilted her head with an innocent smile.
"Oh, Squad Leader? How terribly improper of me."
C.Curo stared at her.
"What exactly are you thinking? We're not that close."
E.Red slowly slid off the desk.
"Of course, Squad Leader~"
She even straightened her clothes with exaggerated dignity.
Inside, however, her thoughts were considerably less professional.
Hmph... Can't a girl enjoy herself a little?
C.Curo had already returned her attention to the tablet.
No embarrassment.
No hesitation.
Absolutely no appreciation for E.Red's magnificent display of confidence.
"...The font is too small."
E.Red froze.
"What?"
"The business card. The font."
"..."
"Make it bigger."
E.Red stared at her.
Then slowly lowered her eyes to the tablet.
"Understood, Squad Leader."
She smiled.
Professionally.
Fine.
Next time, I'll bring a bigger font.
C.Curo remained completely unaware that she had just survived the first offensive in E.Red's private campaign for preferential treatment.
Meanwhile, D.Cyan had discovered a completely different method of team management.
"L.Night, darling~ Come shopping with Big Sis Cyan, won't you?~ 🩵🩵"
L.Night stopped in the hallway.
She stared at D.Cyan.
"...Why are you Little Cyan one minute and Big Sis Cyan the next?"
D.Cyan placed a hand against her chest.
"Aww~ It's all about the situation, little L.Night~"
She smiled brightly.
"Come on~ 🩵🩵🩵"
"Can I refuse?"
"Of course."
L.Night blinked.
D.Cyan's smile became even sweeter.
"After all, C.Curo's entire disguise is in our hands~ 🩵🩵🩵🩵"
L.Night immediately turned around.
"I'm going."
D.Cyan blinked.
"So fast?"
"Come on. We're leaving. Right now."
"Wait, little L.Night~"
D.Cyan hurried after her.
"I haven't even gotten my wallet yet. 🩵"
L.Night stopped dead.
She slowly turned around.
"...You knew we were going shopping."
"Yes~"
"And you didn't bring your wallet."
"I was waiting for you to invite me properly~"
L.Night stared at her.
"...I hate this team."
D.Cyan happily linked arms with her.
"I know~ 🩵"
A few minutes later, they entered a clothing store.
D.Cyan immediately began examining the displays with the delighted curiosity of someone visiting an amusement park.
L.Night, meanwhile, headed straight toward a rack of formal staff uniforms.
"These."
"Oh? Already? 🩵"
"White shirt. Black trousers. Simple. Done."
"But we're shopping for five people~"
"I know."
"And C.Curo's outfit?"
L.Night stopped.
Slowly, she turned around.
A thoughtful expression appeared on her face.
D.Cyan smiled.
"Oh my~ Have an idea? 🩵"
"...Yes."
For the first time since joining the unit, L.Night looked genuinely enthusiastic about mission preparation.
D.Cyan followed her gaze.
Toward a display of brightly patterned shirts.
Palm leaves.
Flowers.
An alarming variety of tropical colors.
D.Cyan's eyes sparkled.
"Ohhh~ 🩵"
L.Night folded her arms.
"She said we needed to blend in."
"Of course~"
"Something nobody would remember."
"Absolutely~ 🩵"
The two women exchanged a look.
Then smiled.
Somewhere back at headquarters, C.Curo's future dignity had just entered a very dangerous phase.
And then there was D.Golden.
D.Golden had taken her assignment very seriously.
Far too seriously.
Inside the armory, she carefully inspected every weapon.
One rifle.
Then another.
Then the sidearms.
Then the ammunition.
She checked their condition, arranged everything according to category, and began reviewing the team's equipment list.
Her expression was solemn.
Her movements were precise.
Professional.
Focused.
Absolutely committed to mission readiness.
There was only one minor problem.
They were going to a charity gala.
They were going undercover as guests.
They were not, in fact, planning to storm the building.
D.Golden placed another weapon into its case.
She paused.
Looked at the equipment list.
Then continued.
"Better safe than sorry."
She nodded firmly.
An excellent principle.
Unfortunately, the charity gala's organizers were unlikely to appreciate a guest arriving with an equipment inventory suitable for a small military campaign.
D.Golden considered this possibility.
Then carefully added a note to her checklist.
Confirm whether the venue permits heavy equipment.
Satisfied, she resumed her inspection.
Somewhere else in the building, L.Night and D.Cyan were enthusiastically selecting the most questionable disguise their budget could accommodate.
E.Red was increasing the font size on her thirty-second business card revision while quietly planning her next opportunity to impress C.Curo.
D.Golden was preparing for a battle that nobody had scheduled.
And C.Curo remained completely unaware that her newly formed special operations unit had already begun developing its own private war against her authority.
The mission was still two days away.
This was going to be a very long two days.
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然而，搞事的絕對不只四小貓。
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瑟正在她的奇怪私人粉絲圈發文：
銀女王今天工作非常順利，我有四個服從的部下，哈腰到四肢都快貼到地板了哦。
即使匿名、即使沒有照片。
不知道為什麼她的人氣就是非常高。
！瞎扯一些完全迷妹化的粉絲的吹捧，讓瑟尾巴都翹得很高，而且現實中根本沒有發生她貼文炫耀的那些事情。
銀女王的頭上還有兩個主管，可是她們也對女王我都畢恭畢敬的，呵呵，一定是屈服於女王我的魅力了呢？
ChatGPT
However, the four little cats were not the only ones causing trouble.
C.Curo had her own way of spending the afternoon.
She sat alone in her private room, legs crossed, expression unusually serious.
Then she opened her phone.
A mysterious anonymous forum appeared on the screen.
It was C.Curo's strange private fan circle.
No one knew who had created it.
No one knew why it existed.
Most importantly, no one knew how C.Curo had somehow become its undisputed queen despite never posting a single photograph of herself.
C.Curo began typing.
Silver Queen's work went exceptionally smoothly today.
I have four obedient subordinates now. They were bowing so low that all four limbs were practically touching the floor.
It is truly troublesome to command people with such overwhelming charisma. Hmph.
She posted it.
Within seconds—
[SilverQueenForever]:
THE QUEEN HAS SPOKEN.
[CrownForSilver]:
Four subordinates?! As expected of Her Majesty.
[SilverQueenDefenseForce]:
They must have been completely overwhelmed by the Queen's presence.
[AnonymousKnight]:
I can already imagine the scene. Four trembling figures, unable to resist the Queen's authority.
C.Curo's lips curled upward.
She continued reading.
[SilverQueenForever]:
And she has TWO superiors above her?
[AnonymousKnight]:
Irrelevant.
[CrownForSilver]:
Exactly. Rank means nothing before the Queen's natural authority.
[SilverQueenDefenseForce]:
Those two superiors are probably secretly terrified of disappointing her.
C.Curo's eyes narrowed with satisfaction.
She typed another message.
Actually, the two commanders above me are also extremely respectful.
They are always very polite whenever they speak to me.
I suppose even people above me eventually become humble in the presence of the Silver Queen.
She posted it.
The responses exploded.
[SilverQueenForever]:
THIS IS NOT HUMILITY. THIS IS ROYAL AWE.
[CrownForSilver]:
The Queen's charisma transcends the chain of command.
[AnonymousKnight]:
Four subordinates. Two superiors. Six people defeated by one woman.
[SilverQueenDefenseForce]:
This isn't a military unit anymore. It's a royal court.
C.Curo's shoulders lifted slightly.
Her chin followed.
Then her chin lifted a little higher.
She stared at the screen with complete satisfaction.
None of this had actually happened.
E.Red had merely handed her a tablet.
D.Golden had saluted because she was extremely serious.
D.Cyan had been busy teasing L.Night.
L.Night had spent most of the afternoon wondering why she had been assigned to the kitchen.
And N.White and D.Dark had not even spoken to C.Curo today.
But none of those details mattered.
C.Curo placed her phone down.
She leaned back in her chair.
A faint, smug smile appeared on her face.
"...Hmph."
The Silver Queen was having a very productive day.
At least, according to the internet.
Outside her office, four newly recruited operatives were currently creating an entirely different version of reality.
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兩天後，四加一小組抵達會場。
紅的工作非常完美，名片和邀請卡都天衣無縫，她只是輕鬆的說「很快就完成了。」
『說謊。我改到v37。』她不打算告訴瑟，寧可這像是一小時就能完美搞定。
金穿的套裝襯衫實在太緊繃，所有在門口路過的賓客都下意識看了一眼又連忙假裝沒看。
蒼穿的彷彿要參加海灘比基尼排隊，一樣吸引大量偷瞄的視線。
一點都不低調。
而瑟，看著蒼。
「蒼，解釋一下為什麼我穿的像海灘度假的遊客。」
「特色嘛～🩵上面的棕櫚葉圖案很有朝氣哦？🩵🩵」
而瑟挽著的紅，則穿著一襲認真、剪裁得體、高貴的紅色露背晚禮服。
「這樣一點都不低調！」她低聲對蒼說。
「那傢伙為什麼穿得還比我得體？！」她指了指遠方站在側門卸貨口附近的紫。至少她穿得還像半個侍從。
至少有白襯衫穿。
「這個嘛..妳們要臨場交換嗎？」
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「要。」瑟給了蒼一個『妳被記點了』的警告眼神。
她走過去，和紫交換幾句。
「啊...真可惜。可是，妳知道穿花襯衫去廚房很突兀對吧？組長大人～？」紫故意怪腔怪調。
『妳也記點！』瑟抿著唇，比了一根食指。
她回到門口，重新挽起紅的手腕。
「走吧，花襯衫就花襯衫。...」
「她本來還想讓組長穿個草裙..🩵」
「蒼。」
「沒事～🩵」
ChatGPT
Two days later, the four recruits and their squad leader arrived at the venue.
E.Red's work had been flawless.
The business cards and invitations were practically indistinguishable from the real thing.
She handed them over with a casual expression.
'Finished quickly.'
That was a lie.
Version thirty-seven.
E.Red had no intention of telling C.Curo that she had revised the designs thirty-seven times.
There was no reason to damage the image of a highly capable operative who could apparently finish everything in an hour.
At the entrance, D.Golden's suit was so tightly fitted that nearly every passing guest instinctively glanced at her before immediately pretending they hadn't.
D.Cyan was even worse.
Her outfit looked as though she had misunderstood the assignment and dressed for a beach resort.
She attracted even more discreet glances.
Neither of them looked remotely inconspicuous.
C.Curo stared at D.Cyan.
"D.Cyan. Explain why I look like a tourist on a beach holiday."
D.Cyan clasped her hands innocently.
"It's about having a distinctive style~ 🩵 The palm-leaf pattern looks so lively, doesn't it?~ 🩵🩵"
C.Curo lowered her eyes to her own shirt.
Palm leaves.
She slowly looked back at D.Cyan.
"This is a charity gala."
"Exactly~ That's why you'll be unforgettable. 🩵"
C.Curo's eye twitched.
Beside her, E.Red looked completely different.
She wore a serious, impeccably tailored red evening gown, elegant and refined, with an open back.
C.Curo glanced at her.
Then at D.Cyan.
Then back at E.Red.
"This isn't discreet at all."
She lowered her voice.
"And why does she look more appropriate than me?"
She pointed toward the side entrance.
L.Night was standing near the service loading area.
At least L.Night looked halfway like staff.
She had a plain white shirt.
She actually looked like someone who belonged near the backstage area.
D.Cyan followed C.Curo's gaze.
"Oh, that."
C.Curo's expression darkened.
"That."
D.Cyan tilted her head.
"Do you want to switch outfits on site?~"
"Yes."
C.Curo gave D.Cyan a look that very clearly meant:
One demerit.
She walked over to L.Night.
The two exchanged a few words.
L.Night looked down at C.Curo's shirt.
Then at the palm-leaf pattern.
Her lips curled upward.
"Ah... what a shame."
She deliberately exaggerated her tone.
"But you do know that wearing a floral shirt into the kitchen would be rather conspicuous, right, Squad Leader?"
C.Curo's lips pressed into a thin line.
She raised one index finger.
One demerit for you too.
L.Night's smile widened.
C.Curo returned to the entrance.
She took E.Red's arm again.
"Let's go."
She glanced down at her shirt.
"Floral shirt it is..."
Behind them, D.Cyan cheerfully added,
"She originally wanted you to wear a grass skirt too~ 🩵"
C.Curo stopped.
"D.Cyan."
"Nothing~ 🩵"
E.Red quietly covered her mouth.
For some reason, she was beginning to suspect that the mission had already gone completely off the rails.
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瑟一進去晚宴會場，就開始東張西望。
她發現了幾個年長的賓客也穿著類似的花襯衫，像是在沙漠找到綠洲一樣拉著紅速速過去附近，完美融入。
『這樣就不會突兀了..』
/
「uid idcjis fjkex（年輕妹妹，妳們哪裡人呀？）」賓客用外語友善的問著。
『哈...』瑟尷尬的轉頭，她一個字都聽不懂。
紅表現的機會來了，她立刻搶先開口用外語接著回應。
「si do skjxkeixjxks sjjxe。 」紅微笑說。
瑟難以置信的看向紅。
「Ohhhh! fidjjs ! dkowksjjek !! 」那些穿花襯衫的賓客聽完笑得很開心，紅也禮貌微笑。
『....所以她們在說什麼？』瑟擠出僵硬的笑容。
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而蒼和金完全成為高調矚目的焦點。
金完全沒注意到，一邊假裝拿食物，一邊暗中觀察動線。
蒼則大方的到處打招呼。
「夫人這套禮服好美哦～夫人是不是才18歲？🩵🩵」
「哦呵呵！女士妳真愛說笑~」
蒼的健談似乎讓她無往不利。
而且，有許多話題竟然圍繞在金身上。
「女士妳的舞伴那是怎麼練出來的..？」一名貴婦目不轉睛地盯著金。
「啊？哦～🩵」
「她的襯衫看起來都太小件了耶？」另一名貴婦人也答腔。
「嗯哼哼～確實有一些雕塑身材的密技喲？還是我們去包廂裏面分享～？🩵🩵」
而金依然忘我地邊吃邊看動線。
今天進度最超前的成員，蒼。
還有紅..也許。
而紫，坐在後勤通道的柱子後面打瞌睡。
確保後撤路線也是一種任務對吧？
菜單哪有什麼好看的？
ChatGPT
The moment C.Curo entered the gala hall, her eyes began sweeping across the room.
She searched for anything that could make her outfit look less ridiculous.
Then—
She saw them.
Several older guests were wearing shirts with almost exactly the same sort of loud floral pattern.
C.Curo's eyes lit up.
It was like finding an oasis in the middle of a desert.
She immediately grabbed E.Red's arm and headed toward them.
A few seconds later, they had blended into the crowd perfectly.
C.Curo quietly exhaled.
Good.
At least I don't look completely out of place anymore.
Then one of the guests turned toward them.
"uid idcjis fjkex."
C.Curo froze.
The older guest smiled warmly.
Young ladies, where are you from?
At least, that was presumably what she had said.
C.Curo's smile became rigid.
She understood absolutely nothing.
Ha...
She slowly turned her head toward E.Red.
This was it.
E.Red's moment.
E.Red immediately stepped forward with a graceful smile.
"si do skjxkeixjxks sjjxe."
She spoke flawlessly.
C.Curo stared at her.
The guests immediately lit up.
"Ohhhh! fidjjs! dkowksjjek!!"
They laughed enthusiastically.
E.Red laughed politely with them.
C.Curo continued smiling.
Her face remained perfectly composed.
Inside, however—
...What are they talking about?
She leaned slightly toward E.Red.
"...What did they say?"
E.Red maintained her elegant smile.
"I'll explain later."
C.Curo's eye twitched.
That did not answer the question.
Across the hall, D.Golden and D.Cyan had become the exact opposite of inconspicuous.
D.Golden hadn't noticed.
She was too busy pretending to select food while discreetly studying the room.
Entrance.
Side corridor.
Emergency exit.
Security personnel.
Sight lines.
Potential obstruction.
Everything was being catalogued in her head.
Meanwhile, D.Cyan had apparently decided that subtlety was optional.
She moved from guest to guest with a bright smile.
"Madam, your dress is gorgeous~ You haven't aged a day, have you? 🩵🩵"
The woman laughed.
"Oh, you're such a flatterer!"
D.Cyan smiled sweetly.
"I only speak the truth~ 🩵"
Somehow, it worked.
Then D.Golden became the topic of conversation.
A refined-looking woman glanced toward her, looking thoroughly impressed.
"Madam, your partner... how does she maintain such an incredible figure?"
D.Cyan blinked.
Then smiled.
"Oh?~ 🩵"
Another woman joined in.
"Her blouse looks almost a size too small. Such a striking silhouette!"
D.Cyan covered her mouth.
"Mhmhm~ There are a few little secrets to sculpting a figure like that, actually."
She leaned closer.
"Perhaps we should exchange a few tips somewhere more private?~ 🩵🩵"
The women exchanged delighted looks.
Meanwhile, D.Golden remained completely unaware.
She was still eating.
Still watching the exits.
Still mentally mapping the venue.
She had apparently failed to notice that her exceptionally striking figure had become one of the evening's favorite conversation topics.
D.Cyan, on the other hand, was having the time of her life.
At this rate, the team's progress was already becoming strangely measurable.
D.Cyan was clearly ahead.
E.Red...
Perhaps.
C.Curo was currently pretending to understand a language she had never heard before.
D.Golden was unknowingly becoming a social phenomenon.
And L.Night—
L.Night was sitting behind a pillar in the service corridor.
Asleep.
Her head tilted slightly to one side.
The gala's kitchen was somewhere nearby.
The dinner menu was, technically, part of her assignment.
She had decided that this was unnecessary.
Ensuring the retreat route was also part of the mission, wasn't it?
And surely the menu couldn't possibly contain anything important.
L.Night shifted against the pillar.
"...Five more minutes."
She closed her eyes again.
Somewhere inside the gala hall, the team's investigation was progressing.
Somewhere behind the pillar, their infiltration specialist was taking a tactical nap.
It was, in L.Night's opinion, perfectly legitimate.
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混亂隨著晚宴的落幕結束。
四加一人集合時，紫還帶著一臉睡意。
在休旅轎車上（開車的當然是金），
瑟已經開始驗收成果。
「快速回報。紅，金，蒼，紫。」
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紅喋喋不休的誇大外國賓客和可疑的跨國軍火運送可能有關係。
「她們到底說什麼？」
紅頓了頓。
「什麼？」瑟追問。
紅：「妳的花襯衫是山寨款，我還先賠不是了一番，說妳分辨不出來。」
瑟的臉依舊白皙，耳根卻發紅。
「金。換妳。」
「撤退成功。」
「什麼？」
「我的任務就是確保安全撤退，現在我們很安全。任務成功。」
「..我是問軍火商情報呢？」
「咦？？？？！！！我也要做嗎？！」
「...記點。一次。」瑟深吸了口氣。
「不！！」金哀嚎。
「蒼，換妳。」
「哼嗯～🩵小蒼蒼可是幫瑟姐姐弄到很棒的消息哦～🩵」她把一張紙條從高跟鞋底抽出來，遞給瑟。
「...」那個位置拿出來的...瑟突然遲疑要不要接過來。
算了，任務重要，況且到現在感覺不出任何成果，這樣她組長的名聲也難保。
她接過來，還拿的離臉部非常遠，特別是鼻子。
「我的腳才不臭好嗎～」蒼看到了。
「哼。」瑟只冷哼一聲，沒捏著鼻子就很給面子了。
她打開折疊的很好的紙條。
眼睛緩緩睜大。
「哼，很好。蒼得點。」
蒼笑瞇瞇。
至於金的功勞？她省略沒提。
「紫，妳呢？調查到什麼？」
紫坐在副駕駛座，被點名突然回神。
「鳳梨蝦球、鱸魚海鱔、香蜜瓜..」
「算了，妳不用。」瑟放棄期待。
『爽。」紫心想。
ChatGPT
The chaos finally came to an end with the closing of the gala.
The four recruits and their squad leader regrouped outside.
L.Night was still wearing an expression of profound sleepiness.
A few minutes later, all five were packed into the team's SUV.
D.Golden was driving, naturally.
C.Curo sat in the back and opened the mission report.
It was time to evaluate their results.
She looked at the four recruits.
"Quick reports. E.Red, D.Golden, D.Cyan, L.Night."
E.Red immediately began talking.
She described the foreign guests, their suspicious conversations, and the possibility that several of them were connected to an international arms-smuggling network.
Her explanation became increasingly elaborate.
C.Curo listened.
Then finally interrupted.
"...What exactly did they say?"
E.Red stopped.
"Well..."
C.Curo looked at her.
"What?"
E.Red cleared her throat.
"They said your floral shirt was a knockoff."
Silence.
"I also had to apologize on your behalf. I told them you couldn't tell the difference."
C.Curo's face remained perfectly composed.
Her ears, however, had turned noticeably red.
"...Next."
D.Golden glanced at the rear-view mirror.
"Successful withdrawal."
C.Curo stared at her.
"What?"
"My assignment was to ensure a safe retreat."
D.Golden gave a small nod.
"We are currently safe."
She paused.
"Mission accomplished."
C.Curo's eye twitched.
"...I meant the arms dealer intelligence."
D.Golden blinked.
"Eh?"
She suddenly looked genuinely shocked.
"I was supposed to investigate that too?!"
C.Curo closed her eyes.
Took a slow breath.
"...One demerit."
"No!!"
D.Golden's voice echoed through the vehicle.
C.Curo ignored her.
"D.Cyan. Your report."
D.Cyan sat up proudly.
"Hmm~ 🩵 Little Cyan got some very wonderful information for Big Sis C.Curo~ 🩵"
She reached beneath the sole of her high heel.
Then pulled out a carefully folded note.
She handed it to C.Curo.
C.Curo stared at the note.
Then at where it had come from.
Then back at the note.
"..."
There was a brief hesitation.
That particular location was... questionable.
Still.
The mission was important.
And so far, the team's results had been questionable enough that C.Curo's reputation as squad leader was beginning to feel dangerously fragile.
She accepted the note.
Holding it as far away from her face as possible.
Especially her nose.
D.Cyan noticed immediately.
"My feet don't smell, you know~ 🩵"
"Hmph."
C.Curo merely snorted.
The fact that she hadn't actually pinched her nose was already a considerable gesture of respect.
She carefully unfolded the note.
Her eyes slowly widened.
"Hmph."
She nodded.
"Good. D.Cyan gets a point."
D.Cyan smiled triumphantly.
Of course, she had conveniently omitted D.Golden's contribution.
D.Golden continued driving, completely unaware that her own teammate had just stolen credit for her.
C.Curo turned toward the passenger seat.
"L.Night. Your report?"
L.Night, sitting beside D.Golden, suddenly came back to reality.
She blinked.
"...What?"
"Your investigation. What did you find?"
L.Night thought for a moment.
Then answered with complete sincerity.
"Golden pineapple shrimp."
C.Curo stared at her.
"..."
"Sea bass with eel."
"..."
"Honeydew melon."
C.Curo slowly closed the mission report.
"Never mind."
She gave up.
L.Night leaned back in her seat.
Inside her head, one thought emerged with absolute clarity.
Nice.
She had completed her assignment without doing anything.
And somehow, that counted as a successful evening.
At least, in her book.
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『今晚的工作，銀女王用精神性的皮鞭，鞭策著四名生疏的下屬。』
/追隨者腦粉的吹捧
！不可以露出瑟的名字或真實識別、職業、任務。
『她們如此平庸，而我是如此有耐性的提拔她們。』
『而我的長官看到成果，讚歎不已，已經在討論我的升遷。』她根本還沒回報。
瑟把手機扔到沙發上，今天的任務。
成功。
..應該吧？
ChatGPT
That night, the Silver Queen made another post.
Tonight's work.
The Silver Queen wielded the spiritual whip of authority, driving four inexperienced subordinates forward.
The responses appeared almost instantly.
[CrownForSilver]:
THE SPIRITUAL WHIP?! I CAN ALREADY FEEL THE PRESSURE.
[SilverQueenForever]:
Four lucky souls. To be personally disciplined by Her Majesty... What an honor.
[SilverQueenDefenseForce]:
Their incompetence must have been truly dreadful. Thankfully, the Queen possesses infinite patience.
[AnonymousKnight]:
She didn't abandon them even once. This is not tyranny. This is benevolent leadership.
C.Curo's mouth curled upward.
She continued typing.
They are so mediocre.
And yet I am patient enough to cultivate them personally.
More replies.
[CrownForSilver]:
THIS IS WHAT A TRUE LEADER DOES.
[SilverQueenForever]:
She doesn't merely command them. She elevates them.
[AnonymousKnight]:
Four ordinary people. One extraordinary mentor.
C.Curo's smile became increasingly smug.
She typed one final line.
My superiors were so impressed by the results that they are already discussing my promotion.
She posted it.
The fan circle erupted.
[SilverQueenForever]:
PROMOTION?! AS EXPECTED.
[CrownForSilver]:
THE QUEEN CANNOT BE CONTAINED BY HER CURRENT POSITION.
[SilverQueenDefenseForce]:
They finally recognized her greatness.
[AnonymousKnight]:
Soon the entire organization will be beneath her.
C.Curo leaned back.
Her chin lifted.
Her expression was completely satisfied.
Not one post had revealed her name.
No identifying information.
No occupation.
No mission details.
Nothing that could connect the mysterious Silver Queen to any actual person.
Perfect.
She placed the phone down.
Then picked it up again.
Read the comments.
Smiled.
Then finally tossed it onto the sofa.
Today's mission...
Success.
C.Curo folded her arms.
"...Probably."
She paused.
Then remembered E.Red's thirty-seven revisions.
D.Golden's successful retreat.
D.Cyan's suspiciously useful piece of information.
L.Night's pineapple shrimp.
Her expression slowly became complicated.
"...Probably."
The Silver Queen chose not to investigate further.
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然而，組織的電訊室。
一名女人正勺著冰淇淋。
把這些貼文一則一則側錄下來。
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「長官，瑟有個私人社群。」女人神情平靜。
瑟似乎沒意識到，組織的無線網路，就是組織的公物，包含曾經開啟的網址。
「嗯？瑟？大概什麼內容？」白的聲音從話筒另一端傳來。
「說屬下平庸，自稱女王，以及說長官怕她，還正準備拔擢她。」女人又舔了一口冰淇淋，語氣依然平靜。
「....內部信寄給我，雪。」白。
「好。」
喀，送出。
ChatGPT
Meanwhile, in the organization's communications room—
A woman sat comfortably at her terminal.
She scooped another spoonful of ice cream.
On the monitor was C.Curo's mysterious fan community.
One post.
Then another.
Then another.
She quietly archived every single one.
No expression.
No reaction.
Just spoon.
Click.
Archive.
Spoon.
Click.
Archive.
C.Curo had apparently never considered one small detail.
The organization's wireless network was, in fact, organizational property.
And that included the websites its personnel had accessed.
The woman took another bite of ice cream.
Then picked up the receiver.
"Commander, C.Curo has a private community."
N.White's voice came through the other end.
"Hm? C.Curo? What kind of content?"
The woman scrolled through the archived posts.
Her expression remained perfectly calm.
"She says her subordinates are mediocre."
Another spoonful.
"She calls herself a queen."
Another click.
"She says her superiors are afraid of her."
Pause.
"And apparently they're already preparing to promote her."
Silence.
The woman licked the ice cream from her spoon.
N.White was silent for several seconds.
"...Send it to my internal inbox."
The woman nodded.
"Okay."
Click.
Sent.
She took another spoonful.
The communications room returned to silence.
The woman looked at the screen.
Then at her ice cream.
"...Good flavor."
And took another bite.
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瑟正在打完整的行動報告。
但螢幕上只有標題和日期。
「..」她靈光一閃，屬下就是要這樣用的。
「紅，來我辦公室。」
『哈？組長？難道是我的行動有需要表揚的地方？要提拔我的職位等級？小小組長？』紅連忙整了整自己的衣服，還特地噴上除汗劑，把襯衫扣得整整齊齊，儼然要去見甚麼大場面似的。
紫「...」看不懂紅在幹嘛。
蒼「🩵」看好戲。
金「🍌」正在剝香蕉準備補充能量。
/
進到瑟的房間，瑟馬上被紅一副正經八百的樣子弄矇。
「紅..妳是要報告什麼嗎？」
「怎麼了？組長？是妳請我來的。」她甚至把雙手放在後面像是稍息。
「不用那麼拘謹..」
「啊？瑟可是人家最尊敬，最偉大的組長。」
「...妳到底想要什麼？...」瑟翻了個白眼，太假了，太可疑了。
但接下來還要靠紅，她不打算記點。
「把行動報告完成，我已經幫妳命好題了。」
瑟把筆電推到紅面前。
「在這裡做。下班前完成沒問題吧？」
「義不容辭，組長。」但紅的臉色已經沉了下去，不明顯的，至少她自己認為不明顯。
同時，紅的餘光還已經瞄到下方工作列顯示了一半的『銀女王的私...』
要點過去嗎？不會被發現對吧？
紅偷看瑟一眼。
她正把雙腳交疊在桌上，兩手枕在腦後閉目養神。
『一下下就好。』
『..』
紅的嘴角露出笑意。
『原來如此。』
ChatGPT
C.Curo was sitting at her desk, working on the full mission report.
Or, more accurately—
The screen contained only the title.
And the date.
"..."
C.Curo stared at it.
Then inspiration struck.
This is what subordinates are for.
She picked up the intercom.
"E.Red. Come to my office."
Outside the office—
E.Red immediately looked up.
Huh? Squad Leader?
Did I do something worthy of recognition during the mission?
A promotion?
A higher rank?
Junior Squad Leader, perhaps?
Her eyes brightened.
She immediately straightened her clothes, applied some antiperspirant, and carefully fastened every button on her shirt.
She looked as though she were preparing to attend an important promotion ceremony.
L.Night: "..."
She had absolutely no idea what E.Red was doing.
D.Cyan: "🩵"
She was already enjoying the show.
D.Golden: "🍌"
She was peeling a banana to replenish her energy.
E.Red took one final look at herself.
Perfect.
Then she marched toward C.Curo's office.
The moment C.Curo looked up—
She froze.
E.Red stood before her with such rigid professionalism that she looked ready for a formal military inspection.
"E.Red... are you here to deliver some sort of report?"
E.Red straightened.
"What is it, Squad Leader? You summoned me."
She even placed both hands behind her back in a perfect parade-rest stance.
C.Curo blinked.
"...You don't have to be so formal."
"Oh? But C.Curo is my most respected, most magnificent squad leader!"
"..."
C.Curo stared at her.
"...What exactly are you after?"
She rolled her eyes.
Too fake.
Far too suspicious.
However, she still needed E.Red's assistance.
So she decided not to issue a demerit.
"Complete the mission report."
C.Curo pushed the laptop toward her.
"I've already given you the title."
E.Red looked at the screen.
The title.
The date.
And absolutely nothing else.
"..."
"Work here. Finish it before the end of the day. No problem?"
"Consider it done, Squad Leader."
E.Red's expression darkened.
Only slightly.
Almost imperceptibly.
At least, that was what she believed.
...So much for my promotion.
She sat down.
Her eyes moved toward the screen.
Then stopped.
At the bottom of the taskbar, one window title was partially visible.
Silver Queen's Pri...
E.Red's eyes narrowed.
She glanced sideways.
C.Curo had crossed her legs on top of the desk, leaned back, placed both hands behind her head, and closed her eyes.
Completely relaxed.
E.Red looked back at the taskbar.
Should I click it?
She won't notice, right?
She glanced at C.Curo again.
Nothing.
Not even a twitch.
Just for a second.
Her finger moved toward the taskbar.
"..."
A quiet click.
E.Red's eyes widened.
Then her lips slowly curved into a distinctly mischievous smile.
Oh.
So that's how it is.
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報告完成，離下班十五分鐘，瑟被紅叫醒。
「這麼晚了？！」她彈起來。
「嗯，完成。」紅微笑，那個嗲聲已經收起來。
『還行..』瑟快速了閱覽過，但是這種時間，根本沒辦法再讓紅修改了，得趕快寄出。..
「紅，下次來不及，就早點叫醒我。」
「組長，其實我還有一件事情。...妳先寄了那封信。...」紅語帶神秘。
「怎樣？」瑟看了紅一眼，但專心在處理信件。
標題、收件者、附件、內文。..都不能出錯。
送出。
好。兩位長官收到了。
「怎樣？說。」她重複了一次。
「是這樣的 ...」紅將雙手靠在桌邊。
笑容慧黠到很不自然。
「組長覺得，指揮官和總行動長官，她們二位會不會成為銀女王的死忠粉絲呢？」
紅笑瞇瞇。
眼睛幾乎笑得眯成縫隙。
「什麼？」瑟愣住，她看了看自己的筆電。
工作列的元兇還在那裡，一個只露出一半的標籤名稱。
『我的組長職涯到此結束了嗎...』
ChatGPT
The report was finally complete.
Fifteen minutes remained before the end of the workday.
C.Curo was asleep.
E.Red looked at the clock.
Then at her squad leader.
Then sighed.
"Squad Leader."
No response.
"E.Red's report is complete."
Nothing.
She reached over and lightly shook C.Curo's shoulder.
C.Curo suddenly shot upright.
"It's that late?!"
"Yes."
E.Red smiled.
"Finished."
The sweet, teasing tone from earlier was gone.
C.Curo quickly skimmed through the report.
"...Not bad."
It was already too late for revisions.
If she wanted the report submitted before the deadline, it had to go now.
"Next time, if you're running out of time, wake me earlier."
"Of course."
E.Red paused.
"Squad Leader, actually, there's one more thing..."
C.Curo looked at her.
"Send that email first."
"Hm?"
"Then we'll talk."
C.Curo turned back to the laptop.
Subject.
Recipient.
Attachment.
Body.
She checked everything carefully.
Nothing could be wrong.
She clicked send.
Done.
Both commanders had received the report.
C.Curo leaned back.
"Now, what is it?"
E.Red placed both hands against the edge of the desk.
Her smile was far too clever.
Far too unnatural.
"Well..."
She tilted her head.
"Do you think the Overall Commander and the Chief Operations Officer might become loyal fans of the Silver Queen?"
C.Curo froze.
"...What?"
E.Red's smile widened.
Her eyes nearly disappeared into two mischievous crescents.
C.Curo slowly looked down at her laptop.
There it was.
The culprit.
A taskbar window.
Only half of its title was visible.
Silver Queen's Pri...
C.Curo stared at it.
Then at E.Red.
Then back at the screen.
A terrible realization slowly settled over her.
My career as squad leader ends here...
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下班時間很快到了。
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紫和蒼已經收拾準備回宿舍，金看了一下組長室。
認真的她不禁擔心起同僚。
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「妳們先回去吧。」
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只剩金和組長室裡面的兩人了。
「裡面應該不會有伏擊吧？或是有毒瓦斯？」
她站了起來。
忘了敲門就開門進去。
愣住。
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瑟趴跪在地上，紅坐在她的背，一隻手還舉高，把紙卷成紙軸揮舞著。
就像是某種...『騎馬打仗』。
「...」
「...」
「...」
紅從瑟身上滑下來。
什麼也沒說就走出辦公室。
和金擦身而過。
「沒什麼，我請紅訓練我的腰力。」瑟若無其事的拍拍長褲上的灰塵站起來。
瑟也走出辦公室，還看了一眼金。
「站出來，我要鎖門了。」
金挪動腳步。
看著瑟的背影若有所思。
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Quitting time arrived surprisingly quickly.
L.Night and D.Cyan had already packed their things and were preparing to return to the dormitory.
D.Golden glanced toward C.Curo's office.
She was serious by nature.
And, unfortunately, that meant she had a tendency to worry about her teammates.
She looked at the closed office door.
"...You two go ahead."
L.Night shrugged.
"See you tomorrow."
D.Cyan waved cheerfully.
"Good night~ 🩵"
The two left.
D.Golden remained behind for another moment.
Then she looked toward the office again.
There shouldn't be an ambush inside, right?
She frowned.
Or poison gas?
That seemed unnecessarily plausible for a special operations unit.
She stood up.
Walked over.
Forgot to knock.
And opened the door.
She froze.
Inside—
C.Curo was on all fours on the floor.
E.Red was sitting on her back.
One hand was raised high, holding a rolled-up sheet of paper like a makeshift baton.
It looked disturbingly like some sort of...
horseback battle.
Silence.
C.Curo looked at D.Golden.
D.Golden looked at C.Curo.
E.Red looked at D.Golden.
Nobody spoke.
"..."
"..."
"..."
E.Red slowly slid off C.Curo's back.
She walked past D.Golden.
Didn't say a word.
Just left.
D.Golden remained standing in the doorway.
C.Curo calmly brushed the dust from her trousers and stood up.
"Nothing happened."
D.Golden said nothing.
"E.Red and I were practicing self-defense techniques."
D.Golden's expression remained completely blank.
C.Curo walked past her.
She glanced sideways.
"Move."
D.Golden obediently stepped aside.
"I'm locking the door."
The door closed.
D.Golden remained in the hallway.
She stared at it for several seconds.
Then slowly looked toward the direction E.Red had disappeared.
Then back at the office.
Her brows drew together.
She was thinking very seriously.
Whatever had just happened in that room...
She was fairly certain it had not been part of the mission training manual.
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翌日，DDD 小組一如往常，除了紅一直待在組長室。
那裡冷氣特別涼，還有加大的沙發椅。
紅正趴在瑟的膝枕上，瑟輕輕捶著她的背部。
「紅女王..還..滿意嗎..？」她的聲音卻隱約咬牙切齒。
「小銀寵，再靠右邊一點，對了，很好~」
『記點、記點、記點、記點、記點、記點、記點、記點、記點、記點、記點！』瑟抿著唇，每輕敲一下，就在心裡嘮叨一次。
「嗯..這個速度很好。...」紅眯上眼。
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而指揮官會議室中。
昨天瑟交上來的行動報告。那是小組的處女秀，也可以說是真正的入門考。
「還可以吧？」黑空拋了一顆糖到嘴裡。
那些資料，她們已經有所掌握。
這次任務，事實上更多的是測試實力。
每個人員在崗位的表現，也包含組長的表現。
會議只有黑與白二人。
「黑，還有一份資料。」
白切換投影片。
「哼呵，這是什麼？」黑嘴角揚起，停不下笑意。「銀女王？」
「畢恭畢敬的害怕她？」黑又輕輕挑眉。
「怎麼樣？這是雪按照指揮室規定，從內網存下的紀錄。」
事實上，內網資料屬於組織所有物且有權調閱，寫在工作契約上。
瑟是不是根本沒有看？
她甚至沒意識到筆電也是？
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「是那個組長？蠻..有意思的。」
「還有那份報告是不是怪怪的。」黑打趣問。
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「對。」白捲動到一個段落，她知道黑在說什麼。
『標題：組長。日期：組長。報告製作：紅。』
縮的很小，但還是能看到。
「這是真的？」黑問。
「也許是。」白說。
「那她蠻會分配人力資源。」黑又扔了一顆糖，這次掉到衣服上，她若無其事的撿起來放進嘴裡。
「..黑，組長報告當然是要親手寫。..」
「妳我都不是靠死板爬到指揮室的不是嗎？」黑嘴角揚起。「我看這群貓咪蠻有潛力的。」
白嘆了口氣。
「妳的意思是？」
「就再讓她們試試。」黑一派輕鬆。
「說不定能立下奇功。」
白輕輕搖頭，也無奈的一笑。
好吧。
黑其實從來沒料錯一個幹員的實力。
「對了，還有..」白頓了頓，像是想起什麼。
「怎麼？」黑問。
「金好像進行了內部匿名檢舉，關於紅疑似在覬覦瑟的職位...」
「嗯？怎麼回事？」黑露出打趣的表情。
「金的匿名信上寫說，瑟被紅完全壓制。」
「那是什麼意思？壓制？」黑忍不住笑出來。
「不知道，金只這麼寫。」
當然，所謂的匿名是只對指揮室之下匿名。
「有趣。...這五隻小貓，亂成一團。」
「留下。」黑嘴角已經忍不住笑意。
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The following day, the DDD Special Operations Unit was operating as usual.
Mostly.
There was one minor exception.
E.Red had spent almost the entire morning inside C.Curo's office.
The air-conditioning was particularly comfortable there.
And the oversized sofa was certainly an improvement over the standard office chairs.
At the moment, E.Red was lying comfortably with her head resting on C.Curo's lap.
C.Curo was gently patting and massaging her back.
"Red Queen... Are you... satisfied...?"
Her voice was polite.
Almost.
There was, however, a faint suggestion that she was speaking through clenched teeth.
E.Red closed her eyes contentedly.
"A little more to the right, little Silver Pet. Yes, that's perfect~"
C.Curo's lips pressed into a thin line.
Demerit.
Pat.
Demerit.
Pat.
Demerit. Demerit. Demerit. Demerit. Demerit. Demerit. Demerit. DEMERIT!
Every gentle pat came with another imaginary disciplinary mark.
Unfortunately, none of them could actually be issued.
Not while E.Red knew about the Silver Queen.
C.Curo's expression became increasingly tragic.
"Mm... That's a lovely rhythm..."
E.Red sighed happily.
"Keep going~"
C.Curo stared at the ceiling.
Somewhere in her private fan community, the Silver Queen was supposedly ruling over four obedient subordinates with absolute authority.
Reality had apparently developed a serious disagreement with that narrative.
Meanwhile, inside the command conference room—
Two women were reviewing the DDD unit's first official operation report.
N.White, the Overall Commander.
And D.Dark, the Chief Operations Officer.
The charity gala had been the unit's debut mission.
More accurately, it had been an entrance examination disguised as a real assignment.
The organization had already possessed much of the relevant intelligence.
What mattered was how the newly assembled unit performed.
Each recruit's judgment.
Their ability to adapt.
Their cooperation.
And, naturally, the competence of their squad leader.
D.Dark leaned back in her chair.
She tossed a piece of candy into her mouth.
"Not bad, right?"
N.White examined the report.
"Acceptable."
"The recruits have potential."
"Some more than others."
D.Dark smiled.
"That's why we test them."
N.White nodded.
Then switched to another presentation.
"There's something else."
D.Dark glanced at the screen.
"Hm?"
A title appeared.
The Silver Queen's Private Community
D.Dark's lips slowly curved upward.
"...Heh."
She leaned forward.
"What's this?"
N.White scrolled.
A collection of archived posts appeared.
The Silver Queen commands four obedient subordinates.
They tremble before my authority.
Even my superiors treat me with profound respect.
D.Dark raised an eyebrow.
"...They're respectfully terrified of her?"
Another post appeared.
My superiors are already discussing my promotion.
D.Dark laughed.
"Silver Queen?"
She looked toward N.White.
"Is that our squad leader?"
"Apparently."
"...Interesting."
N.White continued calmly.
"These records were archived by the communications room in accordance with our internal network regulations."
She brought up the relevant policy.
All activity performed through organizational networks and equipment was subject to authorized security review.
It was explicitly stated in the employment agreement.
C.Curo had signed it.
Whether she had actually read it was another matter.
Apparently, she hadn't realized that the organization's laptop was also organizational property.
D.Dark examined another post.
Four ordinary subordinates, elevated by the Queen's extraordinary patience.
Her smile widened.
"So she has quite the imagination."
"That would be one interpretation."
"And we're supposedly afraid of her?"
"According to her followers."
D.Dark chuckled.
"How flattering."
N.White changed the slide.
"There's also something unusual about the mission report."
D.Dark glanced at her.
"Oh, you noticed that too?"
"Yes."
N.White scrolled down to a particular section.
Near the bottom of the document, three lines had been inserted in an extraordinarily small font.
Almost invisible.
But not quite.
Title: Squad Leader
Date: Squad Leader
Report Prepared By: E.Red
D.Dark stared.
Then leaned closer.
"...Is that real?"
"Possibly."
A pause.
Then D.Dark began laughing.
"Well, she's certainly good at delegating human resources."
She tossed another piece of candy toward her mouth.
Missed.
The candy bounced off her clothes.
D.Dark glanced down.
Picked it up.
And popped it into her mouth without the slightest concern.
N.White watched her.
"...D.Dark."
"Hm?"
"A squad leader is supposed to write her own official report."
"Come on."
D.Dark smiled.
"Neither of us reached the command room by following every rigid convention, did we?"
"That isn't the point."
"Maybe."
D.Dark looked back at the report.
"But look at these little cats. They're interesting."
N.White sighed.
D.Dark continued, entirely relaxed.
"Let them try a little longer."
"...You want to keep the unit?"
"Why not?"
She smiled.
"Who knows? They might accomplish something extraordinary."
N.White studied her for several seconds.
Then shook her head with a faint, resigned smile.
"Very well."
D.Dark had a frustrating habit of being right about personnel.
Her judgment of an operative's potential had never failed her.
Not once.
If she believed these five were worth keeping, there was probably a reason.
Even if that reason was currently difficult to identify.
N.White prepared to close the report.
Then paused.
"Oh, one more thing."
D.Dark looked up.
"Hm?"
"D.Golden appears to have submitted an anonymous internal complaint."
"Oh?"
D.Dark's smile returned immediately.
"About what?"
N.White opened another file.
"She suspects E.Red may be attempting to take over C.Curo's position as squad leader."
D.Dark blinked.
"...What?"
"The complaint states that C.Curo was completely overpowered by E.Red."
Silence.
Then D.Dark laughed.
"Overpowered?!"
She leaned forward.
"What exactly does that mean?"
"I don't know."
N.White's expression remained perfectly composed.
"That's all D.Golden wrote."
"...Seriously?"
"Yes."
D.Dark covered her mouth.
Her shoulders began trembling.
N.White added, almost as an afterthought:
"Naturally, the complaint is anonymous only to personnel below the command office."
"Of course."
D.Dark was still laughing.
She glanced between the mission report, the Silver Queen's archived posts, and D.Golden's complaint.
A supposedly magnificent queen.
Four supposedly obedient subordinates.
An official report apparently written by one of those subordinates.
And now an allegation that the queen had been completely overpowered.
"...Interesting."
Her smile became impossible to suppress.
"These five little cats are an absolute mess."
N.White sighed.
"That's one way to describe them."
D.Dark leaned back.
Then delivered her decision.
"Keep them."
N.White looked at her.
"All five?"
"All five."
D.Dark's lips curved upward once more.
"I want to see what happens next."
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劇本結束。
至於艾兒為何沒有出現在這次大型連動劇本。
只是單純還不到出場場景，
又不想硬生生兜進來客串。
所以才會好像沒有艾兒參演。
她真的在演員名單上。
『艾兒 飾演 軍火商頭目（最終BOSS）』
！艾兒：Arte
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The script ended there.
As for why Arte never appeared during this large crossover—
There simply hadn't been a scene for her yet.
And forcing her into the story just to give her a cameo would have been even stranger.
So, from the audience's perspective, it looked as though Arte hadn't participated at all.
She had.
She was right there on the cast list.
Arte — portraying the Arms Dealer Leader, Final Boss.
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