Fortunately, Zao Wu’s action lasted only for a moment.
He was gently pushed back by the force that suddenly brightened and erupted after the Stellaron submerged into the girl’s chest.
The boy staggered, taking two steps back.
He was caught by Sister Silver Wolf from behind.
Her hands wrapped around Zao Wu’s slender waist, and her cherry-pink lips drew near the boy’s fair, jade-like, and delicate earlobe.
“Be careful.
She’s waking up.” “…Mhm.” Reality unfolded just as Silver Wolf had warned.
Before them, the girl named “Stelle” furrowed her brow slightly, as if she were finally about to awaken from a chaotic and hazy dream.
Zao Wu held his breath nervously.
Silver Wolf, on the other hand, watched with great interest and a smile.
Flutter, flutter.
The girl’s long eyelashes moved like the wings of a butterfly.
Stelle finally opened her eyes, surveying this strange new world as if she were a newborn.
She surveyed the unfamiliar pair—a boy and a girl.
She had a pair of exceptionally beautiful golden eyes, which at first glance seemed somewhat indifferent.
Her pupils reflected the images of Zao Wu and Silver Wolf, slowly coming into focus from a blur.
At first, Stelle’s gaze shifted to Silver Wolf.
But after a quick scan up and down, as if finding nothing worth lingering on, she averted her eyes and they landed on Zao Wu, where they remained fixed for a long while.
It was as if a ship that had been adrift for too long had finally found a small harbor to dock.
“…Who…
are you?” Silver Wolf hadn’t expected Stelle to recognize her; she had never looked after her, after all.
If Kafka had been the one to awaken her, perhaps Stelle would have recognized her.
But regardless, Silver Wolf found it incredibly rude that Stelle would look at her for a second, ignore her, and then turn to question Zao Wu!
What kind of differential treatment was this!
Silver Wolf crossed her arms in displeasure, puffing out her cheeks slightly.
Of course, she couldn’t deny the fatal attraction Zao Wu seemed to have on girls.
“…” Zao Wu wore a slightly troubled expression, his glance toward Silver Wolf filled with a plea for help.
Silver Wolf shrugged and used the psionic communication function built into her goggles to contact Zao Wu, who was wearing a single tactical earpiece.
Silver Wolf: Just copy how Kafka usually tricks people.
Make Stelle listen to you obediently.
Zao Wu: Sister Kafka doesn’t trick people!
Silver Wolf: [?_??] Silver Wolf: You’re so stubborn.
You’re not like this when we play games.
Though, no matter how stubborn his mouth was, it would probably still be… Silver Wolf’s cheeks flushed with a shy blush, and she awkwardly turned her head away.
Thank goodness she hadn’t given Zao Wu any tech for empathy sharing.
If he found out about her wild thoughts, she’d want to find a portal and jump right in.
Zao Wu: …I’ll try.
With that reply, Zao Wu composed his expression, his eyes taking on a look that was nine-tenths, if not a perfect ten-tenths, similar to Kafka’s.
He gazed back into Stelle’s eyes as if deeply enamored.
“Listen to me…” The boy’s lips parted slightly, his soft voice crisp and sweet, each word falling like a polished jade stone.
For a moment, Stelle’s pupils dilated slightly.
Her entire being seemed to go into a trance, losing the ability to think.
The world’s background faded to nothingness, leaving only the boy before her, only his face and voice, his faint smile.
“Your mind is in chaos right now.
You don’t know who you are, why you’re here, or what you should do next.” “You find me unfamiliar, and you’re not sure whether you should trust me—” Zao Wu repeated whatever Silver Wolf coached him to say in the psionic comms.
Except for that line, “Listen to me.” Honestly, even Silver Wolf was stunned at that moment.
The tone, the cadence—Zao Wu’s mimicry was just too perfect!
It almost made her suspect Zao Wu’s true identity.
Could he really be Kafka’s illegitimate son?
But of course, that was impossible.
Kafka’s Spirit Whisper was her unique ability.
There was no way Zao Wu could have learned it.
“But none of that matters.
What matters is that I’m leaving, and I’m going to leave you all alone on this space station…” Zao Wu continued his performance, his words plucking at the heartstrings like a young spider weaving its web.
But the web the boy wove was still too fine, too delicate.
When the prey was touched, it struggled lightly and broke free!
Stelle suddenly clutched her head and began to cry out in pain, using all her strength.
“Don’t…” “Don’t leave me!” This cry, in turn, deeply struck a chord with Zao Wu.
It left the boy stunned in place for a long, long time.
No matter how Silver Wolf called out to him in the psionic comms, no matter how she tried to coach him on how to salvage the situation.
It was as if he couldn’t hear a thing.
Wait!
Who’s hypnotizing whom here!?
Zao Wu didn’t respond to Silver Wolf’s dumbfounded吐槽 in the comms.
He took a step forward, coming to stand before Sister Stelle, who was much taller than him.
He then raised his hand and touched the back of her hand, which was covering her face.
He gently pulled it down and took it in his.
Under Stelle’s dazed gaze, he spoke the words that had appeared countless times in his own dreams—words he himself had deeply longed to hear.
—”Okay.
I won’t leave you.” Oh, crap.
It’s over.
Silver Wolf was already filled with despair.
Now the entire Herta Space Station was going to be thrown into absolute chaos.
Could it be that she was about to have the honor of witnessing the first-ever failure of Elio’s script?
In the script that Silver Wolf knew, Stelle was supposed to join the Astral Express crew, without a doubt!
But looking at this scene now, with Stelle’s personality, was there any chance she wouldn’t cling to Zao Wu for dear life and join the Stellaron Hunters instead!?
If Silver Wolf were a follower of Aha, she’d probably be laughing her head off right now.
Elio’s script failed?
Haha, how interesting!
Unfortunately, she wasn’t.
She was a more nihilistic person.
Her purpose for joining the Stellaron Hunters was simply to seek excitement and question the meaning of life.
So she would much rather the mission be completed smoothly so she could go back to the base and continue gaming with Zao Wu!
Before the troubled Silver Wolf could think of a way to fix this, an exceptionally cold and clear male voice rang out.
—”From grotto-heavens, illusions form; from a long dream, one awakens.” “BOOM!!” A wall of the secret room instantly shattered and collapsed!
The first thing to appear through the dust and smoke was the tip of an ancient, cyan spear.
Following that, a boy and a girl emerged together.
The older boy had black hair and green eyes, and he held the long spear, Cloud-Piercer, exuding a heroic air.
But from his appearance, he seemed to have little interest in anything, his emotions detached.
“March 7th, didn’t you say you heard someone crying for help?” “Why don’t I see any sign of Voidspawn?” The girl he addressed, with brilliant eyes of shifting pink and blue, darted her gaze about guiltily.
She stuck her tongue out playfully.
“Ehe~” Silver Wolf: What the heck are you “ehe”-ing about!?
But speaking of which, Silver Wolf recognized these two!
Weren’t they the still-unknown young duo from the Astral Express, Dan Heng and March 7th!?
Could it be… Elio’s script was still running!