It did not take long for the Flame-Chasers of the Elysian Realm to arrive from different directions after Elysia’s enthusiastic summons.
Even Aponia was present.
She had sensed an immense surge of power—one capable of overturning this entire data-based world.
Seeing counterparts who possessed identical appearances but completely different destinies created complicated feelings in everyone, even someone like Little Mobius.
For most of the people present, an ordinary life had once been their greatest desire.
However, the arrival of the Honkai had allowed fate to sweep them away and force them onto their current paths.
“Hey, what do you do in that other world?” the Elysian Realm’s Kalpas asked first, looking toward his Golden Courtyard counterpart.
He wondered whether this alternate version of himself possessed a home that would never disappear.
“I suppose I’m the Golden Courtyard’s housekeeper,” the other Kalpas answered.
“I handle odd jobs and prepare everyone’s daily meals…” He was too embarrassed to mention his modeling work.
The others would undoubtedly tease him, so he kept it to himself.
Even most of the people living beneath the same roof did not know about it.
“That’s good.” The Elysian Realm’s Kalpas wore a mask, so no one could see his expression.
However, he appeared satisfied with that answer.
If Kalpas could possess a genuine home, he would not have minded working as a porter.
That was precisely what he had done at Aponia’s sanatorium.
Unfortunately, that “home” had ultimately disappeared as well.
Both versions of Kalpas wore masks.
Saku Hayashi rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
He needed to find an opportunity to see what lay beneath those masks.
If even that proved impossible, then the fundamental laws governing their characters were simply too powerful.
“Your tail is real!” The Golden Courtyard’s Pardo curiously stroked her Elysian Realm counterpart’s tail.
The texture truly felt like a cat’s tail.
“Stop touching my tail.
It tickles,” the Elysian Realm’s Pardo complained helplessly.
Apparently, her counterpart was just as fond of fluffy things as she was.
“Sorry.
This is my first time meeting someone with a real tail,” the Golden Courtyard’s Pardo apologized.
“If you want a tail of your own, you can come to me,” Little Mobius said with a smile.
“I can help fulfill that small wish.” However, the operation would most likely fail.
Pardo’s body could never withstand the procedure.
Their physical constitutions were simply too different, and modifying the surgery to suit an ordinary person would be extremely troublesome.
“Well, Sister Snake…
I think I’ll pass.” The Golden Courtyard’s Pardo shrank back.
Her instincts told her that this world’s Sister Snake was far more frightening.
“Mobius, don’t do anything unnecessary,” Kevin said indifferently.
These people could be regarded as alternate versions of themselves.
The Flame-Chasers had no right to judge them, much less interfere with their lives.
They were living the ordinary existences that the Flame-Chasers had once desired.
Therefore, Kevin would not allow Mobius to do anything excessive.
No matter who became involved, it would only make the situation unpleasant.
“I was merely joking.
I wasn’t actually going to do anything,” Little Mobius replied casually.
This former little follower of hers truly became less interesting with each passing day.
“Did I never physically develop in this world?” Big Snake—the Golden Courtyard’s Mobius—smiled and deliberately pushed out her full chest.
The version of herself in this world truly was an adorable little creature.
Her figure looked as though it had never developed at all.
Little Mobius fell silent.
“…” Seeing her counterpart’s smug expression immediately soured her mood, and her face began to darken.
Unlike everyone else, who found their counterparts fascinating, Mobius only found hers irritating.
A single world only needed one Mobius.
Furthermore, boasting about something as shallow as one’s figure was ridiculous.
It was not as though Little Mobius had never possessed such a body.
If she had not died so many times, her figure would not have lost to Big Snake’s.
“Mobius, you’ve always had that figure inside the Elysian Realm, haven’t you?” Saku Hayashi asked.
The Flame-Chasers inside the Elysian Realm were memory-based entities.
Their appearances had barely changed since their original configurations.
Consequently, this version of Mobius had never possessed the mature figure of her former self.
“That’s none of your business!” Little Mobius immediately understood what Saku Hayashi meant.
Her face darkened even further, appearing as though someone had poured ink over it.
This man’s ability to infuriate people was no weaker than Elysia’s.
He had directly attacked one of Mobius’s sorest points.
“It’s fine.
Being small is adorable too—just like Natsuki-chan,” Saku Hayashi said, attempting to comfort her.
Unfortunately, Little Mobius’s expression only grew darker.
“Shut up, you lolicon Group Leader.” Natsuki’s face also darkened.
What did he mean by saying that being small was adorable?
It was not as though she had chosen to look like this.
Without the responsibilities weighing upon her, she could have grown into an elegant, mature woman by now.
That infuriating Group Leader deserved to have his mouth sealed shut with chains.
“I’m not a lolicon,” Saku Hayashi declared shamelessly.
“I only appreciate legal lolis.” The two Aponias immediately pulled their respective Griseos behind them.
Saku Hayashi was truly shameless.
He openly expressed such thoughts without the slightest hesitation.
Griseo examined Saku Hayashi.
Many colors surrounded him, but yellow had recently become particularly prominent.
“Heh.
Little lab rat, you certainly dare to say anything,” Little Mobius remarked, her eyebrow twitching.
Saku Hayashi had clearly struck a painful nerve.
A beautiful figure might not have been her ultimate ambition, but she was still a woman.
Naturally, she would have preferred to possess a graceful body—especially when that pink fatty constantly used the subject to provoke her.
“Of course!
I’m incredibly brave!” Saku Hayashi placed both hands on his hips and proudly puffed out his chest.
“Oh my♪ Handsome Group Leader, if you keep talking, I think this little Mobius might start hissing at you,” the Golden Courtyard’s Elysia said with a smile.
“I do not hiss.
Continue your conversation without me.” Little Mobius sank into the shadows and disappeared.
She left in a huff, though she remained as stubborn as ever.
The truth was that she genuinely did not want to meet another version of herself.
One Mobius was enough.
The Golden Courtyard’s Mobius narrowed her eyes.
What an interesting power system.
Nevertheless, she had no intention of pursuing it.
She was satisfied with her current life and did not want uncontrollable factors to endanger the people around her.
Many people might have feared Mobius, but she had never forgotten that she was human.
“Rocks, your upper body is extremely muscular, but your legs look rather thin,” Saku Hayashi said with interest.
“Did you skip leg day?” The pirate world contained people with all kinds of bizarre physiques.
Many possessed enormous, muscular upper bodies while their lower halves appeared completely out of place.
Balanced physiques like those of Roger, Luffy, and Zoro were relatively uncommon, excluding the countless nameless background characters.
Many people in that world were towering giants.
“I genuinely don’t know how to answer that question.” Rocks froze briefly.
No one had ever asked him something so strange, and he had never paid attention to it before.
Now that Saku Hayashi had mentioned it, his legs did appear slightly disproportionate beside his powerful upper body.
However, Rocks had not consciously chosen his physique.
It was probably related to his bloodline.
That was the only explanation he could provide.
“By the way, Rocks, can you seal your Conqueror’s Haki inside an object for a long time?” “Hm?” Rocks considered the question before shaking his head.
“I can barely manage it, but the effect doesn’t last long.” To seal Conqueror’s Haki inside an object for an extended period, both its strength and the user’s mastery would need to reach the absolute pinnacle of the world.
If Rocks possessed Haki of that caliber, he would not have exchanged a few words with Imu before retreating.
He would have immediately started a battle.
“Does the Group Leader know someone capable of doing it?” Rocks asked.
“Joy Boy.” Rocks revealed an unsurprised expression.
That legendary figure could indeed have accomplished such a feat.
The records of the Davy Clan contained information related to Joy Boy, but very little concerning his combat achievements had survived.
The World Government had undoubtedly played a major role in erasing that information.
“According to legend, he was the first pirate,” Rocks said disdainfully.
“The World Government has done everything possible to conceal his accomplishments.
Those insects crawling through the sewers must be terrified of Joy Boy.” Aside from Imu, no one within the World Government was worthy of Rocks’s fear.
Their difficult-to-kill characteristics were merely troublesome.