“No worries!” March 7th stepped forward cheerfully, looking at the unconscious girl on the ground with curiosity.
“Who’s this? Is she your little sister?”
…
Amphoreus, Aedes Elysiae.
A place he had never heard of.
It seemed he would have new content to add to the Data Bank.
Dan Heng rubbed his chin, pondering.
“She’s not my sister. We’re not familiar with each other.” Phainon glanced at the fallen Stelle.
“We’ve only met once.”
“Ooooh~” March 7th let out an impressed sound.
“We thought you two looked so similar that you must be real siblings!”
The sound of their voices roused the gray-haired girl from her unconscious state.
Her first sight was Phainon’s awkward smiling face, and she blurted out.
“Brother!”
Hearing that, March 7th gave Phainon a knowing look, as if to say, “And you said you weren’t her brother? She recognized you at first glance. You’re not trying to fool me, are you?”
“Huh? But I’m really not your brother!” Phainon said helplessly to Stelle, who was sitting on the ground.
“How is that possible? The first person I saw when I woke up was you. And books say animals imprint on the first thing they see as their parent. Oh, I get it. You’re my mother?”
Upon hearing this, several dark lines appeared on Phainon’s forehead.
“You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not your brother, and I’m definitely not your mother.”
“I don’t care. I’ve lost my memory, and I’m sticking with you!” Stelle stood up, grabbed his waist, and declared with utter confidence.
“Fine, fine. Whatever you say.” Phainon waved his hand in resignation.
Sensing another soul as lively as her own, March 7th smiled and took the girl’s hand.
“Do you remember your name?”
“Hmm…” Stelle thought for a moment.
“I remember now. My name is Stelle!”
“Stelle, huh? Nice to meet you. I’m Dan Heng, she’s March 7th, and this one you’re calling ‘brother’ is Phainon. This space station has been attacked by the Antimatter Legion. We’re here on a rescue mission entrusted by Asta, the station master.”
“Asta the station master? Who’s that?” Stelle looked at the two with a clueless expression.
“A pink-haired, tiny little cutie. The acting station master personally appointed by Lady Herta.” March 7th explained from the side.
“Wait, are you not an employee of the space station?”
“That’s right. I have no memories, and I don’t know where to go.” Stelle lowered her head dejectedly.
“Don’t be so down, pretty girl!” March 7th threw her arm around Stelle’s shoulder.
“How about you come Trailblaze with us?”
Stelle’s eyes brightened a little.
She looked at Phainon, who was standing with his arms crossed, with a pleading gaze.
“Let’s go check it out.” Phainon sighed helplessly, wondering why this silly girl had really decided to treat him like a parent.
“In that case, let’s get moving!” March 7th raised Stelle’s hand.
“Trailblaze squad, unstoppable!”
“You three head back to the Master Control Zone. I’ve received a commission from Asta. Arlan from the Security Department has lost contact around here, so I need to bring him back.” Dan Heng told the three about his task.
“Hmm, alright. Be careful, okay?” March 7th put her hands on her hips, practically radiating worry.
Noticing the concern in her eyes, Dan Heng summoned his spear, Cloud-Piercer.
“Don’t worry. With my strength, these soldiers of Destruction won’t pose much of a threat.”
Shortly after Dan Heng left, Stelle’s gaze was suddenly drawn to something.
Following her line of sight, a finely crafted baseball bat lay quietly on the ground, waiting for a destined discoverer.
“The Legion is running rampant all over the space station like mad dogs. It’s better to have some means of self-defense.” March 7th said as she produced her ice-blue bow.
“Dan Heng has his spear Cloud-Piercer, and I have my bow. You two can decide who gets this baseball bat.”
Hearing March’s words, Stelle looked at Phainon with a pleading expression, as if she would burst into tears the moment he tried to take it.
Facing her gaze, Phainon shuddered with goosebumps and waved his hands frantically.
“I’ll pass. I have my own weapon.”
“Hehehe!” Stelle let out a silly laugh and snatched the baseball bat off the ground, almost drooling.
Seeing her like this, Phainon couldn’t help but feel a wave of embarrassment.
He stepped forward and flicked her forehead.
“Wipe your mouth. Stop drooling. We still need to move forward!”
“Oww!” Stelle rubbed her reddened forehead and hid behind March 7th with a pitiful look.
“March, look at him!”
“Hehehe.” Watching their interaction, March 7th couldn’t help but smile.
Realizing March couldn’t help her, Stelle let out a huff and made a few faces at Phainon’s back.
Her mood immediately brightened.
Following Phainon as they left the Curio Collection, March 7th suddenly seemed to remember something.
“Phainon, you’re leading the way, but do you actually know the route?”
Hearing this, Phainon stopped in his tracks, frozen in place.
“Well, um… you take the lead.” He shot a resentful glance at March 7th and silently moved to the back of the group under Stelle’s mocking gaze.
“I swear, without me, this Trailblaze squad would fall apart in no time.” March sighed helplessly, raised her bow, and walked ahead.
“Follow me!”
Before long, the three encountered the Legion.
“Ah, it’s the Antimatter Legion! These lunatics have spread over here. Watch me take them on!” March 7th raised her bow and loosed an arrow.
Seeing this, Stelle also charged in with her baseball bat.
Phainon, however, seeing how eager they were, held back and simply kept watch for any surrounding threats.
Just as the two defeated the Voidranger, Phainon’s system stirred in his mind.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, on achieving the achievement ‘You Fight, I Slack Off.’ Reward: 5% all-stats increase.]
Feeling his power surge, Phainon looked at the achievement name and complained mentally.
“What do you mean ‘You Fight, I Slack Off’? I was keeping watch too, you know! You’re totally misrepresenting my efforts.”
He grumbled for quite a while, but the system gave no response.
Phainon felt a wave of speechlessness.
“Fine, I won’t argue with you.” He clenched his fist.
“Hmph! Before long, that guy Mydeimos won’t be able to beat me anymore, hahaha!”
Seeing the smile curling at the corner of Phainon’s mouth, Stelle curiously poked his cheek.
“Weird. He’s not hurt, but he looks just as goofy as March.”
“Hey, who are you calling goofy?” Hearing that, March 7th put away her bow and went over to tickle Stelle, who immediately turned her pleading gaze toward Phainon.
“Brother! Save me!”
Phainon stepped in to separate the two and walked ahead.
“Alright, stop messing around. Let’s hurry to the Master Control Zone, or they’ll be waiting too long.”
Watching Phainon walk away, March 7th called out to him.
“You’re going the wrong way. It’s over here!”