The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Nick hurriedly accepted the bottle and, to show his sincerity, gulped down several mouthfuls at once.

Paige leaned against the window, suppressing a smile, watching silently without saying a word.

Nick drank hastily, downing almost half the bottle before stopping. Twisting his body, he looked at Enrico and suddenly realized that the intimidating aura around him seemed much fainter, making him feel less afraid.

Feeling more relaxed, Nick said, “Brother-in-law, there’s something I’ve never told you. You’ve always been my idol! I’ve always looked up to you!”

Enrico remained silent, simply staring at him.

“Brother-in-law, where have you been these past three years? The news said you were recovering from an illness. Were you really sick, or were you and Sister Paige living in seclusion somewhere?”

Nick’s boldness was growing, and he even dared to ask personal questions now. Rey and Bobby, sitting across the aisle, silently gave him thumbs-up.

Enrico, puzzled by their ignorance of his situation, saw Paige shoot a cold glance at Nick. “Do you want to keep going?”

Nick quickly waved his hands, retreating into his seat, but couldn’t help asking more questions. “Brother-in-law, I once read in the papers that you underwent some special training and that even ten of your bodyguards combined couldn’t match your skills. The assassins that came for you never even got close. Is that true?”

“Brother-in-law, with you here on this trip to River Town, we’re all set! Just standing there, you’d scare away any enemy forces!”

“Brother-in-law, when will you show us some martial arts moves? Maybe we can learn a trick or two?”

Enrico was baffled by this incessant chatter. He couldn’t figure out why he and Nick were supposedly on good terms. Perhaps it was just because Nick enjoyed calling him “Brother-in-law” so eagerly.

In the end, it was Paige who shut Nick down, telling him to be quiet.

The tour bus continued its journey toward River Town. The area was remote, a stark contrast to the towering skyscrapers of the capital, but the natural scenery was breathtaking. In the distance, the rolling mountains seemed to merge with the clouds, creating a dreamlike, palace-in-the-sky effect.

The gentle swaying of the bus made people sleepy. Paige, feeling a bit drowsy, leaned on Enrico’s shoulder and whispered, “I want to sleep for a while.”

“Mm.” Enrico adjusted his position so she could rest more comfortably on his shoulder.

Just as Paige was about to drift off, a sudden, loud banging of drums and gongs echoed throughout the bus, startling her wide awake.

Others who had been dozing off were also rudely awakened, all looking around in confusion.

Nick had climbed to the front of the bus, waving a small red flag. He wore a tour guide’s microphone around his head, with a small speaker attached to his waist. The deafening noise was coming from his speaker.

“Nick, what are you doing?” Rey, who had been sleeping soundly, asked, annoyed.

“Uh, well,” Nick turned off the noise, holding up the badge hanging on his chest for everyone to see, “since I’m playing the role of a tour guide on this trip, I thought I’d start practicing now. Plus, you all needed to wake up. We’re about half an hour away from River Town! Let’s get excited!”

The poor-quality speaker crackled from Nick’s yelling, making the sound even more unbearable.

Enrico shot a glance at Nick as if he were an idiot, then leaned down to ask Paige, “Did I really never feel the urge to hit him before?”

Was he sure they were on good terms?

Paige sighed, feeling an overwhelming desire to toss Nick out of the bus.

“Nick, we’re here to do serious work, not for a team-building event,” Angie, sitting at the front, said.

Carrie and Mira yawned in agreement.

“Sister Angie, you’re wrong about that. This mission is a mix of open play and covert investigation. Playing around is our cover. If we can’t even have fun, we’ll be found out in no time,” Nick replied confidently.

“Well… he has a point.” The bus went quiet.

“Couldn’t you have started later, though?” Carrie asked.

“I need to get you all in the mood! You all look way too serious. Where’s the relaxed vibe of a tourist?”

Nick waved his small red flag, “Come on, let me sing a song to get everyone pumped up! One song, just for you all! Thank you!”

With that, music started playing from his broken speaker.

Nick struck a dramatic pose, raised his head, and began singing with exaggerated emotion.

His off-tune singing, combined with poor pronunciation and the dreadful quality of the speaker, made it feel like an auditory assault.

Enrico frowned deeply. He still couldn’t understand why he would ever have been friends with this guy.

Paige rubbed her temples, wishing she could throw Nick off the bus.

Rey was digging his finger into his ear, loudly pleading, “Nick, please! We’re all friends here. Stop singing!”

“You call that singing? Let me show you how it’s done!” Bobby jumped up from his seat, grabbing the microphone from Nick and belting out the song.

Bobby’s voice was actually good, so much so that even the terrible speaker couldn’t mask his talent. Everyone on the bus was instantly captivated.

Even Paige lifted her head to listen more carefully.

Before long, the whole bus was softly singing along, as if they were at a concert.

Then, unexpectedly, a pair of earbuds were gently placed into Paige’s ears. She looked up to see Enrico adjusting the volume, turning it up to drown out the bus’s noise.

“…” Paige stared at him.

Bobby was singing really well.

Now, unable to hear the music, she could only watch everyone else, observing how Mira and Rey joined in, standing in the aisle as the four of them fought over the microphone, taking turns singing their hearts out.

The bus had turned into a makeshift karaoke room, with one song after another. Soon, the entire bus was buzzing with excitement, even Angie got roped in by Nick, singing a few lines.

Nick led the applause, and the bus erupted in cheers, so much so that Angie’s normally calm face even flushed red.

And so, the bus rolled on towards River Town, the energy inside unmatched by even the real tourist buses parked nearby.

As soon as they disembarked, Nick enthusiastically waved his small flag, loudly guiding the group, full of energy. He even knew more about the local landmarks than the actual tour guides.

Onlookers from other tour groups couldn’t help but glance over enviously, wishing they could switch teams.

Standing in front of the bus, Enrico bent down to grab their suitcases while wearing a mask. Carrie had applied light makeup to everyone, but Enrico, disliking anyone touching him, opted out and settled for his mask instead.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.