Reze raised her head, her turquoise eyes narrowing slightly.
Naturally, it was impossible for Sumire to expose her true identity and admit that she was the main body of Reze and Perona.
Therefore, Reze curled her lips into a smile and drawled her words:
"Sumire..."
"She is my pet."
...?
Fury and Natasha were both stunned at the same time.
Even for the well-traveled King of Spies, his brain stalled for a second at this moment.
Pet?
The image of Sumire's pure and harmless face instantly flashed through Fury's mind, and he looked at the extremely dangerous bomb girl in front of him.
My God... seeing Fury's "just as I thought" expression, Natasha was also dumbfounded.
It turned out that Fury's previous conspiracy theories weren't wrong at all; the dynamic was even more twisted than he had imagined.
As expected of the Director... in Natasha's heart, she couldn't help but admire the Director's foresight.
As for Sumire in the apartment, she spat out a mouthful of cola:
"Reze! I told you to make up an identity, but explain to me what you mean by 'pet'?!"
Reze replied with a smile in her heart: "Pet is just a casual choice~ Besides, being fed by me every day and having your hair smoothed, isn't that a very happy thing?"
Sumire: "Like hell it is!"
"Alright, that's your internal business."
Fury took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his sympathy for that Asian girl: "Just don't end up killing anyone..."
Reze smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, I don't have that function."
...?
Natasha was stunned for two seconds upon hearing this, and Fury spat out a mouthful of water.
What kind of wild words were these?
Did he mean that?!
Reze smiled and didn't say anything more.
Although the identity of "pet" sounded incredibly embarrassing, fortunately, once something becomes absurd to a certain point, people tend to believe it's true.
Fury seemed to have truly dropped his deep investigation into Sumire's identity.
After all, creatures like demons are often associated with chaos and evil. Keeping a poor human girl as a pet... this kind of perverse taste seemed perfectly reasonable?
Having achieved his purpose, Nick Fury wiped the water off his clothes and didn't stay any longer. After giving Reze a deep look, he turned and pushed the door open to leave.
The black trench coat and the black face soon disappeared into the black night.
But Natasha didn't leave.
She sat in her original place, her expression somewhat complex.
As a top Agent, she instinctively suspected that everything Reze had said in front of her earlier was just an act—
This caused a surge of inexplicable loss in her heart.
"Was the previous conversation all fake?"
"That nostalgia for her hometown, that girlish innocence... even her identity as a Russian was probably fake, right?"
"After all, where would a Russian demon come from? It was all probably made up by the demon to bewitch people, wasn't it?"
But then again, Natasha mocked herself in her heart; when had she become so immature?
To actually expect a demon to reveal its true heart to a stranger.
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