(To prevent everyone from misunderstanding, I will leave a preview letter in this chapter first.)
(When Otto first comprehends the ruthlessness of the world, when his sun returns to the sky once more, and when fate separates the two of them, in Kolosten, in a basement that no detector can find, the author will steal away all of his dignity as a male.)
(Otto’s little buddy is in danger!)
(— Sincerely, Phantom Thief Hunan Duolu)
(Don’t understand? I understand that feeling of yours all too well!! Next, I will tell you what you want to know in the most direct, truthful, straightforward, un-procrastinating, to-the-point, point-blank, core-focused, and key-hitting way possible.)
(Otto gets feminized in Chapter 16)
(PS: Otto won’t change until Chapter 16. Before that, three or four chapters involve hand-holding physical contact and verbal conquering plots of Otto. If you mind, you can choose to skip to Chapter 16. After Chapter 16, the entire text will no longer involve any heterosexual contact other than dialogue and combat.)
“Things have come to this, I might as well sneak back to sleep.”
The noble ladies were engaged in a battle of wits, the juniors of various clans were discussing their favorite topics, Kallen was looking for someone, and Vester, who had left the venue, was already eyeing the soft, large bed in her room.
Everyone has a bright future.
“No matter how many times I look at it, I still think it’s exaggerated.”
Walking along a path, she suddenly walked into a botanical garden cut through the center by a lake, she sighed thusly.
However, she didn’t come here to look at the scenery; what troubled her was a more realistic and heavy topic…
“Where is this again?”
…She was lost in her own home.
The ancestral territory of the Apocalypse family was already exaggeratedly large, and everywhere there were meaningless decorations, so getting lost didn’t seem like something surprising.
“Forget it, let’s climb to a high place and take a look.”
With that thought in mind, Vester ran to the wall beside her, jumped up, grabbed the edge of the wall with her hand, and vaulted over it very easily.
“Oh wow, there’s even a fight to watch here.”
Standing high up and looking around, Vester didn’t find any familiar buildings, but instead noticed two children arguing about something.
“Stop tinkering with these useless things all day long. Your body is so pathetic, even if you can just live like this now, you should be grateful.”
“I, I’m sorry.”
As for the other person who lowered their head and said nothing, the blonde girl felt she looked somewhat familiar, yet she couldn’t remember who the other person was no matter what?
Staring at the “girl”‘s face, Vester narrowed her eyes.
“Otto, this weak look of yours is really annoying to look at.”
“Wait, who is this?”
Hearing that familiar name, Vester almost lost her composure.
Looking closely, the figure of the “girl” below actually overlapped with that future Overseer of Destiny.
What do you mean the Overseer of Destiny, who suppressed the Honkai single-handedly five hundred years later and even served as a super big boss in the early stages, was now wearing over-the-shoulder long braids, curled up in a ball, and secretly wiping tears like a little girl on the verge of weeping?
Why did the Overseer of Destiny retain his history of crossdressing in women’s clothing?
“How could I have such a useless younger brother.”
Seeing that person raise a hand to push Otto, Vester, whose mind was still thinking of unofficial Honkai histories, instinctively leaped up.
“You bastard, shatter for me!”
The domineering boy was about to say something more when a golden figure streaked across the air, accompanied by a weird cry, and the former was kicked flying directly by that figure.
Falling onto the grass, the moment he raised his head, he met Vester’s gaze, and the boy’s expression instantly turned ugly.
Vester, who could only lower her head and silently endure his bullying a few years ago, was now able to knock him down with a single kick; this disparity made him extremely embarrassed.
“Vester, what are you going crazy for?”
“Got a problem? Then let’s have a fight?”
“No no no, wait, I didn’t mean that!”
Even now, the pain in his chest as if being heavily struck by a siege hammer had not yet dissipated.
Seeing Vester really approaching, he was so scared that he crawled backward a few meters in an instant.
“Heh, a weak stinky dog that only knows how to bully the weak.”
The present moment is just like the past moment, but the identities of both sides have quietly reversed.
“You, you just wait for me!”
He was still a child after all.
Provoked by Vester in such a mocking tone, his eye sockets turned red, and he fled in disarray after dropping harsh words.
On the other side, Otto had long been dumbfounded.
Otto, who witnessed the blond girl’s entire process from looking around to bursting into a flying kick, felt that the other party probably wanted to help him.
“…”
Vester didn’t speak immediately; instead, she still maintained that magnetic field dark face, looking like an expert pretending by not speaking, and looked up and down at the Otto in front of her.
‘It’s over, my head got hot and I jumped down.
What should I do now?’
“Hello?”
Seeing that Vester had no intention of speaking, Otto hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to greet her.
“The weather is really nice today, haha…”
Finished speaking, probably speechless at her own weather deck, Vester awkwardly glanced her face to the side.
Sunlight poured down, a warm yellow light washed over the blonde girl’s side profile, matching the blush dotted on her cheeks.
The colors bled outwards, thereby making the atmosphere ambiguous and unclear.
Lowering his head again, the girl’s hands had somehow been placed behind her back, restlessly rubbing against each other.
For some reason, Otto, who silently took all of this into his eyes, abruptly felt that his head was getting a bit dizzy.
Prior to this, Otto never believed in fate, nor did he understand what predestination meant, but now he felt as though he had touched that vague boundary.
If someone could use a brush and paint to smear the scene before them onto a canvas, then it should be hung right in the center of Kolosten’s art exhibition — their meeting was as natural and taken for granted as this matter.
Because this is fate.
Such a thought arose in Otto’s heart.
“Ahem, yeah, sunny and calm, the weather is indeed very good.”
Silently remaining subtly silent for five seconds, Otto realized his ungracefulness, allowing reason to recapture the high ground.
“My name is Otto, nice to meet you.”
“…”
The blonde girl first froze for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and revealed a look of joy again.